Lyrics Language: Scots Song writer/composer(s): John William Davis, Eddie Hazel, George Jr Clinton, Ali Shaheed Jo Muhammad, Garry M Shider
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A Tribe Called QuestEverything Is Fair Lyrics:
Everything is fair when you're livin' in the city
Everything is fair when you're livin' in the city
Everything is fair when you're livin' in the city
Everything is fair when you're livin' in the city
Everything is fair when you're livin' in the city
Everything is fair when you're livin' in the city
Everything is fair when you're livin' in the city
Everything is fair when you're livin' in the city
Lookin' at Miss Lane, it was the fast lane
Barely knows her name, struck by her 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 [Incomprehensible] 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 wants to be your love toy
“You, young boy, my love toy, I doubt that very highly
Just because you rhyme don't means 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
That's all ya heard
Everything is fair when you're livin' in the city
Everything is fair when you're livin' in the city
Everything is fair when you're livin' in the city
Everything is fair when you're livin' in the city
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 impostors
An' 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 missin' action for this fatal attraction
But don't you let me catch you
With your joint up in these bitches
An' don't you even dare to plan a plot upon my riches
'Coz 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 'coz 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, my 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, honey, here's a troop
She will never stop until she reach the top, top, top
Lyrics: Everything Is Fair, A Tribe Called Quest [end]
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