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Too Short lyrics Dead or Alive lyrics I heard there was a rumor Too $hort was dead Walked in the house and got shot in the head I know you don't believe it, if you do you're wrong How can I die and rock it all night long? I'm Too $hort baby, spit that rap I put Oakland, California on the map It's so hard, got you telling lies Can't hold me back so you say I died It's incredible, I came back to life I never let 'em bury me without my mic I keep breathing, don't stop that breath Now everybody's talking about Too $hort's death Am I a zombie, or something close? I'm not Casper, I mack all the ghosts Oaktown style is the only way I catch a new freak every day It's not the Yellow Brick Road, it's called the Foothill Strip Stand on your toes, make your heels go click Three times, it's no place like home So why you wanna bury me all alone I bring a new meaning to underground rap Dead or Alive, I'm still Born to Mack Always on the pop charts, straight rapping I'm not dead, I'm just macking So as the word turns, I'm a living soul I even heard a rumor that I overdosed I'm not a reincarnation of something old Like King Tut I was buried in gold Why you wanna cry when I'm still living? Word got out and the rumors started spreading My momma, called one night Said ";Todd, are you all right? The whole family's got the Too $hort blues I heard it last night on the evening news"; And that's bad, it's not even true I told my momma like this ";Let's sue"; So many times, I heard I died I guess I'm like a cat and I got nine lives Well I'm the P-L-A, Y-E-R I lay bunnies, like Hugh Heffner I'm her flavor, kinda saucy I lay back and let the young freak toss me Even if she don't like serving a pimp I'm still living, so let's do it again I keep rapping, hard as hell Cause your rumors make my records sell If you continue, I'll soon be rich Riding around town going ";Biiiitch!"; People always say ";Too $hort can't rap"; Now I drive a Benz and my bank is fat It's like crap, put a ";c"; on a rhyme Ain't nothing left homie but a scandalous crime I'm the best damn rapper you could ever hate Say I died on the freeway in the earthquake Say I'm washed up, say I'm through But the fact still stands I'm better than you You got rhymes? Well I got more I take you on a trip to my rappin' store You find rhymes and raps, poems and caps Way more raps than any rapper could rap Cause if you rap like me, he wouldn't have to be Weak on the mic like my boy MC It don't stop, to the funky beat I know you like dancing with a real big freak I can't dance, but I sure can rhyme I sold a million, in '89 And if you didn't know baby, it's the 90's now Old Short Dog got a new breakdown I went to Miko's, fresh candy paint Now I'm doing things that the suckers can't If I was dead, they'd call it ";Dead Man's Rap"; But on the real, Short Dog is back Funk funky, off the Parliament I'm still living, so let's do it again It's incredible, even if I die I never let 'em bury me without my mic I bring a new meaning, to underground rap Dead or alive, I'm still Born to Mack I say ";What's up"; to my homies in Santa Rita Right about now I know you need a Too $hort rhyme to get you through the day Oaktown style is the only way I came up, and now I've sworn To rock this mic til I can't no more And that's game, straight pop the most MC rapper from the West Coast Too $hort, dead or alive I still chill on the Eastside Cause I remember how it all began House parties in East Oakland Now it's on the pop charts, still rapping I'm not dead, I'm just macking Other Too Short lyrics: Short Dog's in the House lyrics It's Your Life lyrics The Ghetto lyrics Short But Funky lyrics In the Oaktown lyrics Punk Bitch lyrics Ain't Nuthin But a Word to Me lyrics Hard on the Boulevard lyrics Pimpology lyrics Paula & Janet lyrics Rap Like Me lyrics Intro: Shorty the Pimp lyrics In the Trunk lyrics I Ain't Nothin But a Dog lyrics Hoes lyrics No Love From Oakland lyrics I Want to Be Free (That's the Truth) lyrics Hoochie lyrics Step Daddy lyrics It Don't Stop lyrics So You Want to Be a Gangster lyrics Somethin to Ride To lyrics Gettin' It lyrics Survivin' the Game lyrics That's Why lyrics Bad Ways lyrics Fuck My Car lyrics Take My Bitch lyrics Buy You Some lyrics Pimp Me lyrics Baby D lyrics Nasty Rhymes lyrics Never Talk Down lyrics I Must Confess lyrics Anything is Possible lyrics You Nasty lyrics Pimp Shit lyrics Just Like Dope lyrics Call Me Daddy lyrics Where They At? lyrics 2 Bitches lyrics All the Time lyrics Don't Hate the Player lyrics Keep Fuckin' Me lyrics I Luv lyrics Late Night Creep lyrics These Are the Tales lyrics This How We Eat lyrics Candy Paint lyrics Fire lyrics Can I Hit It lyrics Chase the Cat lyrics Don't Ever Give Up lyrics Domestic Violence lyrics Player For Life lyrics Analyze the Game lyrics Talkin' Shit lyrics Mack Attack lyrics Freaky Tales lyrics Dope Fiend Beat lyrics Little Girls lyrics Can't Stay Away (Can't Stay Away ) lyrics Ain't No Bitches lyrics Can't Stop lyrics Here We Go (J.D. Remix) lyrics More Freaky Tales lyrics Good Life lyrics Longevity lyrics How Does it Feel lyrics What Happened to the Groupies lyrics Can't Stay Away lyrics Ain't Nuthin Like Pimpin lyrics Cocktales lyrics Can I Get A Bitch lyrics Coming Up $hort lyrics Thangs Change lyrics Paystyle lyrics Givin up the Funk lyrics Top Down lyrics We Do This lyrics Game lyrics Sample The Funk lyrics Don't Fuck for Free lyrics Don't Fight the Intro lyrics I'm a Playa lyrics Just Anotha Day lyrics Gotta Get Some Lovin' lyrics Money In The Ghetto lyrics Blowjob Betty lyrics All My Bitches Are Gone lyrics The Dangerous Crew lyrics Get In Where You Fit In lyrics Playboy $hort lyrics Way Too Real lyrics It's All Good lyrics Oakland Style lyrics Life is Too $hort lyrics Rhymes lyrics I Ain't Trippin lyrics Nobody Does It Better lyrics Oakland lyrics Don't Fight the Feeling lyrics Cusswords lyrics City of Dope lyrics Pimp the Ho lyrics |