Some people say it's fresh, you get a jazzy sensation
We talk about drugs and we call it motivation
Motivation, ha ha, ha ha
Motivation in the place, motivation in the place
Everybody wanna stick motivation in their face
Whether be that dust or that freebase
You work for motivation and you do it any place
It's killing your body and even your soul
In the middle of the summer, taking about your cold
No sneakers on your feet, don't wash your face
Just living your life for a hit of freebase
They call it freebase, but it's not free
'Cause for a very little rock you pay a very large fee
Talkin' fifties, and hundreds, not fives or ones
You had a hundred dollars but now you have none
The pipe talks to you, says "I'm your best friend"
Says "I am the one who loves you to the end"
But when the base is gone and you can go no farther
It's not that pipe who is your mother
Go to church on Sunday, and work on Monday
Keeping you fed and pushing out money
[?] in the street with la-di and da-di
In the hotel with everybody
Your mama's at home, she's cooking in the kitchen
And every time she turns around you're always trippin'
After all these years she took care of you
You turn around and this is what you do
Dre, my man, it gets to be a pain
When that smoke that dust and smoke the cocaine!
Cocaine addict, drugs fanatic
Get on the base and you act erratic
You used to smoke cheeba, thought you kicked it
You found something new and you're addicted
You dust it, freebased it, and sniffed up too
You thought you held it, but it's holding you
Go to the corner, to get some crack
Then you get dusted, back to back
When you didn't have the money, you turned to crime
Start robbing, and vicking, and dropping dimes
Stay nice all the time, you're doing great
Lost your job, sold your gold to get the flakes
Everyday I see you chilling on the 63rd
Get some blow in your system, and act absurd
You start cutting class, you never went to school
You thought you was down, but you played the fool
You turned on your friends, thought it was it [?]
Thought if you got the [?] you wouldn't have to spend
Keep your money, treat your friends funny
You thought you was smart, but you played the dummy
Went to smoke the dust, and got a funny feeling
Ran up the stairs until the top of the building
Went to the end, but it was too late
Before you could think you had met your fate
Freebase, it is a waste
Walking 'round with a pipe in your face
Now it's time to turn around and do things right
So throw away your spoon, and crush your pipe!
We don't pop no junk or start no static
But if they wanna battle we can go right at it
That's just the way, the way we bill
So don't take it as a joke 'cause we're for real
Now Billy Goat, Billy Goat, Billy Goat Gruff
To make it to the top, you have to be us
As I bust a groove and I bust a move
And together we'll rock a little something like this
My name is Jay, and my name is Dre
And when we have fun this is the way we play
There's a long known story that has to be told
About the two MCs with the voices of gold
Now my name is Jay Cool and my name is Dre Ski
And together we're the Untouchable MCs
[?] front to front, and back to back
And whenever we rock, we can never be wack
Now we ran across some suckers who thought they can rap
They kinda thought they was fresh, they kinda thought we was wack
But fresh is fresh, and wack is wack
And when we pick up the mic we get fresh out the pack
'Cause we're first, we're not last, to the front you can't pass
We have something extra, and that is class
'Cause God is the key, and you are the lock
Unless you get God, everything will stop
Motivation in the place
Motivation in the place
Everybody wanna stick motivation in their face
We talk about drugs and we call it motivation
Motivation, ha ha, ha ha
Motivation in the place, motivation in the place
Everybody wanna stick motivation in their face
Whether be that dust or that freebase
You work for motivation and you do it any place
It's killing your body and even your soul
In the middle of the summer, taking about your cold
No sneakers on your feet, don't wash your face
Just living your life for a hit of freebase
They call it freebase, but it's not free
'Cause for a very little rock you pay a very large fee
Talkin' fifties, and hundreds, not fives or ones
You had a hundred dollars but now you have none
The pipe talks to you, says "I'm your best friend"
Says "I am the one who loves you to the end"
But when the base is gone and you can go no farther
It's not that pipe who is your mother
Go to church on Sunday, and work on Monday
Keeping you fed and pushing out money
[?] in the street with la-di and da-di
In the hotel with everybody
Your mama's at home, she's cooking in the kitchen
And every time she turns around you're always trippin'
After all these years she took care of you
You turn around and this is what you do
Dre, my man, it gets to be a pain
When that smoke that dust and smoke the cocaine!
Cocaine addict, drugs fanatic
Get on the base and you act erratic
You used to smoke cheeba, thought you kicked it
You found something new and you're addicted
You dust it, freebased it, and sniffed up too
You thought you held it, but it's holding you
Go to the corner, to get some crack
Then you get dusted, back to back
When you didn't have the money, you turned to crime
Start robbing, and vicking, and dropping dimes
Stay nice all the time, you're doing great
Lost your job, sold your gold to get the flakes
Everyday I see you chilling on the 63rd
Get some blow in your system, and act absurd
You start cutting class, you never went to school
You thought you was down, but you played the fool
You turned on your friends, thought it was it [?]
Thought if you got the [?] you wouldn't have to spend
Keep your money, treat your friends funny
You thought you was smart, but you played the dummy
Went to smoke the dust, and got a funny feeling
Ran up the stairs until the top of the building
Went to the end, but it was too late
Before you could think you had met your fate
Freebase, it is a waste
Walking 'round with a pipe in your face
Now it's time to turn around and do things right
So throw away your spoon, and crush your pipe!
We don't pop no junk or start no static
But if they wanna battle we can go right at it
That's just the way, the way we bill
So don't take it as a joke 'cause we're for real
Now Billy Goat, Billy Goat, Billy Goat Gruff
To make it to the top, you have to be us
As I bust a groove and I bust a move
And together we'll rock a little something like this
My name is Jay, and my name is Dre
And when we have fun this is the way we play
There's a long known story that has to be told
About the two MCs with the voices of gold
Now my name is Jay Cool and my name is Dre Ski
And together we're the Untouchable MCs
[?] front to front, and back to back
And whenever we rock, we can never be wack
Now we ran across some suckers who thought they can rap
They kinda thought they was fresh, they kinda thought we was wack
But fresh is fresh, and wack is wack
And when we pick up the mic we get fresh out the pack
'Cause we're first, we're not last, to the front you can't pass
We have something extra, and that is class
'Cause God is the key, and you are the lock
Unless you get God, everything will stop
Motivation in the place
Motivation in the place
Everybody wanna stick motivation in their face
( Untouchable MCs )
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