Nobody But Me Lyrics - Eightball & Mjg

MJG: It ain't no changing me, no matter what you claim to see 

I can only aim to be, M-J-G 

If thangs seem strange to me, they can't be the same with me 

You know it's lame to be, somethin that you know is a lie 

Hoes want a nigga to try to be somethin that he ain't, 

right before your eyes, livin his life in a fuckin disguise 

Follow the pack, and wind up dead last (Go on) 

Real dummy with your scared ass 

In the future, ain't nobody gonna listen to you 

(Why) Cause you do whatever to please the crew 

It's easy to - Kiss ass for your wealth, Or get cash for yourself 

I think I'll go with the green, Cause asses I do not clean 

As bad as the shit might seem, I got a get-right team 

Nigga, sensing myself and I, it ain't ever let a day go by 

Without reality checks, fuck my salary check, 

that ain't the reason why I want respect, but you ain't finna 

distress 

I gotta keep a level head, fuck what a devil said 

I'm stayin me, M-J fuckin G - Put your trust in me.. 

Chorus: I can't be nobody but me, and that's all I can be 

I can't be who you want me to be, cause nigga, that ain't me 

(repeat x 4) 

Eight: 100 ways to die, and I done survived 99 

99 lives lost and one of them could've been mine 

Blind with my eyes open, seein what is killin me 

Feelin what is killin me, but wantin more constantly 

Runnin from temptation, but I'm much to slow to get away 

Gang, shootin niggas and bitches fuckin with me everyday 

Man if I was lame and couldn't see em from a mile away 

Smile on their mug, and in their minds, nothin but jealousy 

Why should I get caught up in that bullshit not concernin me 

Yeah, I run with Suave and we gone ride til infinity 

Lord if I was lyin, strike me right here as I'm speakin this 

Separate the strong from the cowardly and the weak at this 

(repeat chorus x 4) 

Eight: I see him everyday, point shaven and cravin 

for the money that I be savin, and the moves that I be makin 

Breakin rules, tryin not to be one of them broke fools 

robbin niggas comin from school, thinkin that that shit is cool 

Served out, whether sober, playboy, I got heataz for ya 

Quick to shoot, because that indo boosts up my paranoia 

I rap the blues, cause the blues is what I'm livin nigga 

Surrounded my animals - livin and dyin by the trigga 

Word to me, and if that shit don't meet your expectations 

Fuck you critics, I do this for the underground nation 

Slab ridaz, nigga, drug traffickaz and jackaz 

Heat packaz, nigga, all my homeboys ain't rappaz 

And, I wouldn't say it if it wasn't necessary 

All of this is just a test, tryin to prepare me 

My future's lookin dark, and I don't think it's gettin brighter 

Forever Eightball, Pimp-Caso, Poetry writer... 

MJG: It's hard to be, something that you didn't start to be 

these streets be apart of me, until it's hard to see 

till the years when it's hard to walk, gettin old 

and, it's hard to talk, I'm on a line of chalk 

it seems thinner than a line of thread, but through all this 

still instead, I'm real after all 

Paper, short or tall - Wife, be big and small 

and still down to earth, I'll still be on the scene 

Life like a tv screen, but I keep my strength 

and I'll keep my hope (Why?) Cause I know they got me under the scope 

But, if you're lookin at me, Look close, and your ass will learn 

Maybe when you have your turn, and take a stand and shit 

You might be a man and shit, make your own plan and shit 

Cause I don't make no moves unless G wanna make that move 

Fuck he and she wanna make that move, I got a face that blues 

when a nigga gotta pay them dues, and they lookin at my face like Ooo 

Mane, you broke and shit, but they ain't gonna throw me out a rope 

and shit 

I'm a drown and choke and shit 

And my folkaz get clowdy with that hocus pokus shit, 

I'll be the brokest trick... 

But, I'm gone be myself, Pimp type nigga for sho' 

Once again like I did it befo', up top or below 

I'm a keep my feet on the flo', and do it in the heat or the snow 

Give me a beat and I go, Off like a champ on your ass 

Drop the mic and vamp on your ass, stick a stamp on your ass 

Send you off to camp on your ass...when I rain, I'll dampen your 

path. 

(repeat chorus ..)