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    chorus (George Clinton from Funkadelic's "Let's Take It to the People"):
    "Everthing is fair when you're livin in the city"(8X)

    Lookin at Miss Lane, it was the fast lane
    Barely knows her name, struck by fame
    She just got a Benz, she rides with her friends
    Gotta keep her beeper in her purse to make ends
    Rollin down the block, checkin out the spots
    She winks at the cops, always give her props
    She knows she's the woman, can't nobody touch her
    Hangs out for the loot, makes her papes from the gutter
    Tried to make my moves on Miss Lane, she called me young boy
    Told her not to dis me I just want to be your love toy
    You young boy, my love toy, I doubt that very highly
    Just because you rhyme don't mean I'll let you try me
    Business oriented, egos never dented
    Always sweet scented, if it's business, she meant it
    Distractions never hurt, always did the work
    Always was alert, she never got jerked
    Queen of the feats, thrive to compete
    Love the funky beats while she drive down the street
    She was justified, couldn't get a job
    Had to feed her family, so she had to play, then rob
    Pullin out the ooh wop, listenin to doo-wop
    You don't have to say a word
    (gunshots)That's all ya heard


    She's not a big kahuna, wish I met her sooner
    Instead, I met her later, my love is much greater
    Put me on her roster, to rid her of imposters
    And to sell the buddah for the sexy drug ruler
    Love is my motive, now I'm drug promotive
    Plus I needed duckets to fill up my buckets
    Supplied me with the squeezy to make my life easy
    Now I'm missing action for this fatal attraction
    But don't you let me catch you with your joint up in these bitches
    And don't you even dare to plan a plot upon my riches
    Cuz if you play me out, I think I'll let ya be
    I'll be damned if I let a brotha try to gas me
    I played my cards well, try to live swell
    For the G, I would sell, cuz I was deep in hell
    But then I really wasn't, she had a fly cousin
    Who would give me booty on the side of my cutie
    Elaine, she kinda new, that I would do the do
    But she didn't tear, I did my work with care
    That's all that really mattered, he money never splattered
    As long as she was paid, she was in the shade
    You can't really blame her for holdin on a flamer
    Society taught her, but they didn't tame her
    A ten clip salute, hunny heres a troop
    She will never stop until she reach the top
    Top, top...

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