Runneth Over

Homie go and sip that cup
'Til It Runneth Over
Runneth Over, Runneth Over
Runneth Over, Runneth Over
Runneth Over, Runneth Over
'Til It Runneth Over
Runneth Over, Runneth Over
Runneth Over, Runneth Over
Homie go and sip that cup
Waitin' on this bomb t' drop
I can feel it with every record
we's about t' pop
Yeah, can't wait for all of them bright lights
In the limelight on world tours
rappin' on stages every night, uh
Katz be talkin' 'bout
who the hottest in the city
I'm thinkin' on a global scale
tryna make them millies
Talkin' yen, dinero, pesos, and them rmb's
Get that global paper, makin' foreign currencies
I'm tryna make the thrill big like Michael did it
But I don't want them charges from them hatin' women
Crusified 'em in the media, destroyed the king
But that music'll live forever, that's the greatest dream
For the fans to keep you vivid in pictures, livin' in spirit
Whether your appearance is close or distant, the fruits of your existence is
Rooted with the people
who see you, as a symbol
I've accepted the hand of fate
ya can't have the fortune without the fame
Want it every minute, so I know I gotta kill it
Even if it tries to martyrize me
But I'ma go and get it and then live it to the limit
G, and ain't nobody gonna stop me!
Homie go and sip that cup
'Til It Runneth Over
Runneth Over, Runneth Over
Runneth Over, Runneth Over
Runneth Over, Runneth Over
'Til It Runneth Over
Runneth Over, Runneth Over
Runneth Over, Runneth Over
Homie go and sip that cup
I wonder when I'm famous
will I change up and move away
To Californ-i-a, go Hollywood with all the celebreties?
Will I be tempted to cheat on my fine dime piece and lose a great thing?
Will money try to break up al my family?
So many questions I need answered right away
Can I shield my family from the paparazzi?
I would hate to raise a kid that way
I'd prolly stay in my home state,
in my own city, 'cause people know me
They know I ain't on that bullshit
and my reputation's pretty good today
I can give back to the Eastside that birthed me
Bring new business to the table, get my people workin'
I'll be the first rap councilman in city hall
The 'hood is 'bouta get they winnings, shouts to J.T.O.
This thing'll likely make me, but never break me
I may be an entertainer, but I'm a little smart for the papers
Who write about us, get excited for us, then despise us at the same time
I'll be blessed either way and if you hate me, then get in line
Want it every minute, so I know I gotta kill it
Even if it tries to martyrize me
But I'ma go and get it and then live it to the limit
G, and ain't nobody gonna stop me!
Homie go and sip that cup
'Til It Runneth Over
Runneth Over, Runneth Over
Runneth Over, Runneth Over
Runneth Over, Runneth Over
'Til It Runneth Over
Runneth Over, Runneth Over
Runneth Over, Runneth Over
Homie go and sip that cup