Sir Too $hort

Sir Too $hort, Sir Too $hort

Sir Too $hort coming straight from Oakland

Oakland, Oakland

Sir Too $hort coming straight from Oakland

1984, I was famous, they called me Sir Too $hort (Too $hort)

I went to Fremont High on the Foothills strip on the east side

The only rappers you would ever see was Sir Too $hort and Freddy B (Yeah)

'Cause we was good in every hood, every block, every corner

Anywhere we stood, it's no problem (No problem)

Nothin' but love, sellin' our tapes to the **** sellin' drugs (Aye)

Hittin' spots you would never go

I know gangsters you could never know

You come around us, you might get checked

We come around y'all, you better give us respect (Respect)

Or you'll be layin' down on the ground

We from the town (Oakland)

We don't fuck around

It's Too $hort

And everybody know me

Sir Too $hort

Sir Too $hort

Sir Too $hort comin' straight from Oakland

Oakland, Oakland

Sir Too $hort comin' straight from Oakland

So what happened? (What happened?)

I made another slap

I'm spittin' game, they sayin' it's a wrap

It's a wrap

They say I grabbed the microphone and took control

And I'm still on a roll

On a roll

You tried to, but you failed

You was havin' fun, it didn't go well

A little cocaine with some opioids

You got too high, now you unemployed (No job)

What's the last thing you'll remember?

Tell the whole story like a documenter

You can't understand why you not the winner

You always on that real shit, you not a pretender

It's true (It's true)

You rap better than me

But a legend, that's what you'll never be

What you'll never be

'Cause I put more work in than all of y'all

And kept goin' when y'all was fallin' off

It's Too $hort

You know my motherfuckin' name

Sir Too $hort

Sir Too $hort

Sir Too $hort comin' straight from Oakland

Oakland, Oakland

Sir Too $hort comin' straight from Oakland

Bitch

It's Too $hort

Back in the day

I made beats and I used to DJ

I made the Dope Fiend Beat

And Freaky Tales was produced by me (Believe that)

Made I Ain't Trippin', CussWords too, yeah, that's all me pimpin' (Pimpin')

I made a lot of songs

But you can't understand how I last so long

Well, let me see you do it

Everybody love me, I'm used to it

Used to it

My career is insane

I do a lot of big shows with the big names

They keep callin' my phone, again and again

They want a feature, that's how it's always been

Am I a lyricist? It's not in my pen

But somehow, I always win in the end ($hort Dog)

And all the bitches know me

Sir Too $hort

Sir Too $hort

Sir Too $hort comin' straight from Oakland

Oakland

Oakland

Sir Too $hort comin' straight from Oakland

It's Too $hort