Chorus:
Miami Life, at any price, keep my pockets nice
Eff the po-lice, Miami Life ain`t nuttin nice
Miami Life, at any price, keep my pockets nice
Eff the po-lice, Miami Life ain`t nuttin nice
Verse One:
I`m launchin rockets and SCUDs at Crockett and Tubbs
[and Tye] full of more Rum than a [Mai-Tai] again despite high
schoolin, I be high refusin to listen to what the PTA say
Eff a four point oh GPA I got a five point oh GTA
hittin the chop shop, with an ETA of 3 o`clock, so shake the spot
like Luke and them girl with the Daisy Dukes
Cuz life`s a beach and I forever be wearin my bathing suit
Met this Colombian mommy set a daddy, trap the cabbie
with government permission, no DEA intervention
Filthy rich and hit lines for recreation snortin coke up
but Pinoche`s rollin, cuz I don`t know the next hoe be the loc`est
You still can`t teach me or reach me with history
when the story is his, and who gets to be
the future Pablo Escobar don`t need a diploma
Minimum wage the rest I`m livin whale like Jonah
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Verse Two:
Walk these streets with more Heat than Alonzo Mourning
Now how many toasters can these smokers keep pawning?
My school days was like Porky`s
in class doin the butt, on the hallway ditchin
Teacher`s pet snitchin, but ain`t no Miami Bass like the triple beam
So fool please, I move MC`s like old Z`s
I want more cheese than Kraft Ravioli
Got love like Chachi and Joni micraphone Michael Corleone
Only the homies really know me, but everybody
want to dip in my Mixelplic [what part of the game is this?]
Keepin CoInTelPro stickin into brothers like Velcro
Fightin felony convictions, a closer shave than Norelco
well though, stay and lose it, I`m still official
[Why?] cuz I`m on a roll like toilet tissue
[Rider] anything less would be uncivilized
At any price... Miami Life...
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Verse Three:
Accept no Substitute
And I`ma make it known The Specialist like Stallone
and Sharon Stone watchin your spot get blown
you don`t even understand, I ain`t scared of you motherfuckers
[Senator Bob Dole] and C. Delores Tucker
What the world needs is less free cheese
More white collar J-O-B`s, these ghetto MP`s
stretchin fools on the block for crack rock
But part of power brokers is gettin over like unprotected sex with Oprah
Float, like a Tournament of Roses parade
Sting, like a bee, but of course
I put my foot so deep in yo ass
the water in my knee will quench your thirst, I got juice freshly squeezed
Words 100 percent bom-Bay, made from more concentration than Minute Maid
Renegade rhyme ride ruckus non-fiction me and my kin
slippin mickies and puttin hickies on your chest
I never been seen like the Loch Ness...
...monster, heh, and now a word from our sponsor
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