We Started This Lyrics - Eightball & Mjg

Chorus (2x) 

We started the shit, and we gon' finish the shit! 

MJG: 

Riding down the strip on a trip in my 'Ham sammich 

Started this shit and I'm gon' finish yes I am dammit 

We gonna slam it down like to hit it, here its shitted 

Here its time for them niggas in Memphis, Tenn to get deep within it 

How deep? shit the devil stay right down the street 

and why you mad? the rebels tied a brother by his feet 

for what, for what I don't know they tied him to a pickup truck 

then posted up and down like they didn't really give a fuck 

I get rid of bigots with bad racial equalities 

bust back at KKK's who try to follow me 

these hollowties saving my ass in crucial situations 

any other tactics I need, I use imagination 

I'm ten steps ahead of your ass type of nigga 

shit that I already know you try to figure 

give up, put your ship up, don't try to sail 

don't you see we got this shit built up, can't pry a nail 

in my foundation my sound making too many bump all out the trunk 

get crunk and blow blunts and buck jump 

ain't no luck chump we come intentional with this dope shit 

using a pen or a pencil back when I wrote this 

space age, feel it perculatin' but all this hurt and hatin' 

still keep on bringing people back to old situations 

I change the stations but they playing the same list 

we started the shit and we gon' finish the shit 

Chorus (4x) 

Eightball: 

Mental battlescars polluting my cranium 

watered down fake niggas I'm draining 'em and training 'em 

Claiming them Suave House niggas to the dirt bitch 

cross the family and you gon' find yourself gettin hurt, bitch 

peices all in a nigga mind it ain't reality 

fuck reconciliation, niggas don't want no unity 

born dyin every minute death is closer to me 

its like I'm in a movie, except I'm feeling everything 

pain when another motherfucker try to touch me 

anger when a petty player faker try to fuck me 

8-B-A-double L, fat M-A-C 

nice with a mic and I don't think you wanna fuck with me 

love head doctors and I don't mean a psyciatrist 

bitches with that lip grip tighter than a gorilla fist 

pimp shit, when is everybody gonna learn 

Pimps and gangstas make the universe turn 

poverty with the right amount of hustle turns to riches 

but wrong situations turn hard niggas to bitches 

I was born in the war zone fought for everything I got 

learned about my hustle, nigga worked and made the shit hot 

hoes started jockin niggas, boppin like they bitches too 

other niggas mad cause they only sold a tape or two 

fuck what you heard nigga fuck who you be 

suave got the hookup cause suave got the cheese nigga 

Chorus (8x)