motivated lyrics – three 6 mafia

[chorus x2]
everytime i feel this sh*t, i’m motivated
not only do we flow this sh*t, we demonstrate it
we come to far to turn back now, i hope we make it
but everytime them prophets fly, i’m motivated

[juicy j]
back in the days
i used to get down
pockets on e
i can’t do nothin’ but frown
feelin’ my belly and don’t come around
had to be pushin’ that bope by the pound
go with da folk that be pullin’ a b*tch
not to popular now you know you’re the sh*t
f*ckin’ with reala
that know you’re legit
pushin’ that sh*t that you shoot in your wrist
had ot be down about makin’ my grip
pumpin’ the beat
hopin’ the needle won’t skip
nukin’ a dinner while flippin’ the script
n*gg*s still trippin’ still runnin’ they lip
now they just comin’ in larger amounts
then i stack them in my bank account
this is for half of your *ss watch it bounce
motivation for my power and clout

[dj paul]
20 years old
ridin’ in a 80,000 dollar viper
better watch out for the snipers
they be b*mpin’ our tapes
but they really don’t like us
why must some local bustas try to dis me
when they don’t even know me
not knowin’ i’ll run up on they *ss
with a motherf*ckin’ mac
kill em’ all off slowly
i’m tryin’ to keep my cool, keep my cool
cause i got plenty to lose
my f*ckin’ surroundings be another n*gg* singin’ the blues
so how i keep’s myself on top of things and motivate
i quickly erase all you hoes that be playa hatin’

[chorus x2]

[gangsta boo]
for you motherf*ckin’ n*gg*s
for you motherf*ckin’ hoes
stayin’ real as ca be
on my f*ckin’ ten toes
never be the one to fall
i’m rising oh so quickly
i know you hate me
but i’m gon’ stay motivated
this crazy lady
don’t give a f*ck bout’ what you say
it don’t mean sh*t
maybe cause i’m stackin’ cheese
and you ain’t stackin’ nothin’ but d*cks
including you n*gg*s too
you be ridin’ on d*cks
i know you do
i’m stayin’ on top of my game
i’ll be number one so n*gg* f*ck you

this music game is gonna drive me insane
it’s all about figures
cause when you’re dealin’ with heavy stakes
somethin’ gon’ brake or get injured
n*gg*s talkin’ bout’ paying dues
i got the bruises to prove it
did everything a n*gg* could do
to make it in the game of rap music
but still everytime i try to make a move some mothef*ckers always
gotta doubt
and then them very same n*gg*s don’t know what the f*ck they talkin’
keepin’ the faith up on my plate
was the reflection of my face
sayin’ it to make it but still gave the good lord his grace

[chorus…till fade]

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