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Shyheim lyrics Things Happen lyrics [Shyheim] ";Sup, how was your ride."; ";It was long, but I'm aiiight."; ";True, true."; ";So you takin care of yourself in here?"; ";No question, I gets down for mines."; ";Yeah I know, I heard a lot about you."; ";Word? I'm sayin tho-"; ";Anyway, if you don't mind me askin, how'd you get into alla this?"; ";Yo, it's a long story..."; I started off light, knockin off y'all packs for this kid Pat He told me to take 30 and bring him the rest back It didn't take long for my clientele to swell Snitches started to tell, broke niggas was jail Cause they couldn't outhustle me so they tried to muscle me But I ain't pussy y'all I leave em dead like a Kennedy Took a half a year to get a half a brick My own shit, now I make profit on every flip No more hand-to-hands, I'm the big man now Push a black Land Cruiser, pack a chrome trey-pound now I'm smellin all the animos in the air Pat spreadin rumors that he gonna take me outta here What the fuck the bloodclot thinkin My plan's to roll up in an old black Lincoln and leave him dead and stinkin And I'm a man of my word, word I seen him on the curb smokin herb I made the Continental swerve And hopped out and started lettin off shots And didn't stop until I seen his body drop Then a nigga like me just skated I know he was packin steel, that made it drug-related YouknowI'msayin Chorus: (2x) Things happen so keep your eyes open Sheisty ones be scopin That's why guns we be totin Things happen so keep your eyes open Sheisty ones be scopin I'm on the run from po-po Some crab niggas pulled the bitch move My blood pressure's high but I play it calm and smooth Everybody's my enemy, can't trust no one The last time I trust a trust I almost got done So keep your eyes open and beware of the ruckus Cause life ain't nothin but thirsty, grity muthafuckers I ran with niggas that will kill ya warm dead Keep it real is who I pumped into them niggas little heads My granddad, he used to call me Killer now I am Everybody where I used to chill, fuck them My mind was playin tricks on me shorty Once I was like ";Turn yourself in and do the time"; (yo fuck that) The pigs wanted five, tell my moms I love her And stay strong and don't fall I'm in the hands of the Lord Chorus (2x) Other Shyheim lyrics: Shit Iz Real lyrics Dear God lyrics Jiggy Comin lyrics 5 Elements lyrics Real Bad Boys lyrics Can You Feel It lyrics Life as a Shorty lyrics Don't Front\Let's Chill lyrics See What I See lyrics Still There lyrics Young Godz lyrics Shaolin Style lyrics What Makes The World Go Round lyrics |