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The Styles Compromise

you offer is shelter And your bed is a guarantee Sure you know some good manners, yes indeed And your kitchen is always clean But you know it's a compromise

it out We just wanna li'l piece, you know what I'm sayin'? We ain't goin' loopy, we're goin' freaky We gonna funk it, track for track Dangerous Crew style

shorty style rules Giancanna dead? Widespread, I'll be a 40 mile tune nigga What, what nigga? The noble laureate Comin at y'all niggaz.. Uh.. 40-pound style

-eye-ah Eye-eye-eye-ah I let you have your say You never compromised Complaining everyday About everything in sight I've let you stay a while Now I am getting bored No substance in your style

fair When I feel so unloved and so alone The pressure is rising I mean it, it's binding I've been compromising for you The pressure is rising I've been compromising

not gon' lie on you and your family I'm better than that! I'm not gon' hate on you in the magazines I'm better than that! I'm not gon' compromise my Christianity

my problems were gone But you changed all the while and you did it in style How could I think that this was wrong Some times it stops we can't compromise

in the smile I'm going out of style ohhh shoot me, shoot me Shoot me in the smile While I'm still in style What can you compromise besides everything

You gardener, you discipliner Domestically, I can obey All of your rules And still be, be I never thought I would compromise I never thought I would compromise