From the Ground Up (feat. Too Short & K-Ci & JoJo)

The foundation was laid several years ago

I built a whole empire in your stereo

Got a four leaf clover representin' the Bay

Oakland, Frisco, Vallejo, and EPA

We keep the shit together, let's keep it that way

From Sacramento all the way to San Jose

We in a new era, for ten years we made hits

So what's up E-Feezy? (We still the shit) Beotch!

How you think I got this pot belly, overnight?

Shit, a **** was hungry, I had an appetite

Just like a lot of my people that's caught up in the struggle

Motherfuckers tryin' to bubble

**** tired of slangin' Barney Rubble

Gettin' in trouble and fuckin' up

Parole got me makin' my kids piss in a cup

It's cold, that's why I got a few bucks, I put up

From sellin' greens, investing in some vending machines

From the ground up

We started, with nothing

From nothing, we made something

Nobody really gave a damn about us

From the bottom, we started

We started, with nothing

From nothing, we made something

Nobody really gave a damn about us

From the ground on up!

From the ground up, here go some details

This verse right here was made, said strictly for the females

Don't y'all know it's time for y'all to blow up, like Napalm

Instead of sellin' Tupperware, and Avon

Get your business license, go on and put the peas in the pot

Tell your baby to get your baby daddy to buy you a nail shop

Or a beauty saloon, since he come to be the biggest tycoon

With methamphetamine labs and heroin balloons

The police pulled me over, laid a **** on the ground

Searched my car real good, I know you know what they found

I had the trunk, full of that junk

X-Rated lyrics, laced with the funk

No doubt, I was just about to flood the streets

Big boxes full of tapes with them dope fiend beats

Two white boy rookies, mad as hell

Black man making mail, couldn't take him to jail

We started, with nothing

From nothing, we made something

Nobody really gave a damn about us

From the bottom, we started

We started, with nothing

From nothing, we made something

Nobody really gave a damn about us

From the ground on up!

I spent sixteen hundred making Born To Mack

Used my ****'s gold ropes and his Cadillac

I was broke and starvin', didn't give a fuck

You couldn't tell me Short Dawg wasn't comin' up

When motherfuckers roll by bumpin' your stuff

It makes you feel good, like when you bust a nut

Now I'm a millionaire, and can't get enough

40, tell 'em how it is (Way too tough Short Dawg)

When I first started rappin' motherfuckers would cap!

That **** fake he sound like Woody Pecker on crack

**** would laugh and say I rap too fast way back then

But now I be catchin' all kind of motherfuckers tryin' to sneak my little old style in

And that's a compliment, 'cause I ain't trippin' on that stuff

Ask me, sheeit, I think there's enough money up in this bitch for all of us

We can Sasquatch pimp the system without a doubt

All we gotta be is 'bout our paper route

We started, with nothing

From nothing, we made something

Nobody really gave a damn about us

From the bottom, we started

We started, with nothing

From nothing, we made something

Nobody really gave a damn about us

From the ground on up!

That's real, Too Sheezee, Ant Banks, Forty Fonzarelli

K-Ci and my **** JoJo we all come from the ground up

Right from the bottom to the top

From the ground up we never stop

Right from the bottom to the top

We never stop

Right from the bottom to the top

From the ground up we never stop

Right from the bottom to the top

We never stop

Never stop, no we will never stop baby

We will never stop, we will, we will never stop

We will never stop!

From the ground up, from the ground up

From the ground up, no

From the ground up, from the ground up

From the bottom to the top, baby

Baby, baby, baby, baby