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Life Is... Too Short


Artist: Too $hort
Genres: Hip-Hop
Total songs: 6
Year: 1988

Nobody Does It Better Lyrics - Life Is... Too Short - Too $hort

Funky fresh on the microphone 

Too Short 

Too Short 

 

See, I'm fresh like always, I'm comin' at you 

And you know I won't stop till I'm through 

So get on it now is the time 

Too Short, baby,'s gonna spit that rhyme 

At you, 'cause I'm jammin', so check me 

I play the music even made the beat 

'Cause I'm the most rappin', most rhymin' 

Rollin in a drop-top straight high-sidin' 

 

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On you, boy, I'm poppin' the most 

I come from Oakland don't play me close 

'Cause I'm a player love to play this game 

I get funky out here pumpin' the name 

Too Short the one and only, I just rock it 

Fat bankrolls in my pocket 

Call me the dirty rapper', I'll say, "Sure" 

But I'm a young black entrepreneur 

 

I'm an MC, right I own a company too 

Programmed the drums and made the groove 

So when you look in my face you see a wealthy man 

I hope it's not hard for you to understand 

I'm the businessman, it's not the same 

I'm treated like a dope dealer runnin' the game 

And you wonder why I can't get no peace 

I'm makin' more than the chief of police 

 

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I'm Short, Too Short 

Short, Too Short 

Short, Too Short 

Short, Too Short 

 

Now that I've established one fact I came here to rap 

You got a choice to make about me 

Can I get busy, are my raps too weak? 

Boy, you're too grown, don't say I'm borin' 

Just because you know I come from California 

Where many rappers get no respect 

I'm at home in a tape deck 

I get played and played until it's all played out 

 

Sucker MC's come to my house 

They want a contract, get signed up 

But like toys they need a good wind-up 

Then the other suckers sayin' no names 

Rap on the mic and use New York slang 

Even though we don't talk like that out here 

The point I'm tryin' make comes out so clear 

 

You want paper or plastic, Visa or cash? 

You wanna burn rubber, gonna step on the gas 

Now nip, dip, roll the strip 

Gonna take your mind on a serious tip 

Like always I made the beat funky 

I keep your head bouncin' like a dope fiend junkie 

I got to say it before I break, I never rap fake 

 

'Cause I'm Short, Too Short 

Short, Too Short 

Short, Too Short 

Short, Too Short 

 

See, I'm fresh like always no sweat 

It's time to jump back in the mix 

And get on it, now is the time 

Too Short baby's gonna spit that rhyme 

I sell records everyday and still I get no radio play 

I got homies they love my beat 

So you hear me all over the streets 

 

A tape rhymes with bass, I make it deep 

The kinda tape you'll always keep 

So if you lose it, you're not my mama's son 

It ain't free go and buy another one 

Like a costume party on Halloween 

MC's pop up on the scene 

So you made a record, I saw your poster 

I'm still harder than you, boy, look closer 

 

Won't say who's best, I just tell you the truth 

You're not makin' money so it couldn't be you 

So if that leaves me Too Short, baby 

I keep it in tune like Do-Re-Mi 

With a strict rap tempo, bass line simple 

Take that, it's a Too Short rap 

It's on you, boy, I'm poppin' the most 

I come from Oakland, don't play me close 

 

'Cause I'm Short, Too Short 

Short, Too Short 

Short, Too Short 

Short, Too Short 

 

Tell me, nobody does it better than Too Short 

I take a Limousine to the airport 

Fly first class, never ever last 

'Cause a brother like me, I pay cash 

Twinkle, twinkle, star in the night 

Don't look now but I'm shinin' bright 

I know you wanna hear my triple X 

Foul language, girls and sex 

 

Well, I'm gonna tell you 'bout livin' the life 

Stayin' in school and not smokin' the pipe 

It's hard to be a rich man, don't you know? 

When you drop out of school and start smokin' dope 

It goes D U M B, you're lookin' for some D 

Then start tweakin', it's goin' on 

You don't like it? We'll, play another song 

 

I got rhymes, you wanna hear? 

I sing 'em every day of the year 

You try to get it, you think you got it 

I hope you like it, 'cause you sure can't stop it 

This rap is so funky fresh 

Too Short, baby, in the flesh 

And if you ever say I'm through 

So what I'm makin' more than you 

 

'Cause I'm Short, Too Short 

Short, Too Short 

Short, Too Short 

Short, Too Short 

No body does it better 

 

Short, Too Short 

Short, Too Short 

Short, Too Short 

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