Short But Funky Lyrics by Too Short

Short But Funky Lyrics

    Verse 1:
    Life is too short but now it's kind of funky
    I make the beats for me and my homies
    Newspaper reporters and others always ask me
    Why i'm x-rated and i rap so nasty
    When i was a teen i did nothing else
    But pick up a pen and express myself
    The things i wrote were obsene and kind of dirty
    But mama always said the truth couldn't hurt me
    She also said that it would set me free
    I guess she was r-i-g-h-t on the nail
    Cause now i'm out making my mail
    It all started out from a freaky tale
    If that's what sells then i'm a stick with it
    Short dog ain't changing, so forget it
    You can sell out if you want to, homie
    But i'm a stay short but funky

    Verse 2:
    Don't stop, just call it verse two
    It's short dog baby from the dangerous crew
    Not your average everyday fake rap on the micro
    I might say something that your mother don't like so
    Don't play it loud if she's around to see
    But you can play this cause it's rated pg
    When i'm rated x i'm just having my fun
    I bring a smile to each and every one
    But there's a serious side in everything i say
    Life is too short for you to wait 'til the next day
    Just straighten up your life and you can start right here
    Drop the cocaine and the bottles of beer
    People always say it ain't right to preach
    But take my advice, get wise and reach for the sky
    So you can live like a king homie
    And i'm a stay short but funky

    Verse 3:
    You never catch me on the mic rappin' a dance tune
    I like it kind of mellow with the sound of the bass boom
    The style is mine, i've been doing it for ten
    You might say it's simple, but i'm making my ends
    See i don't trip on a punk cause i jack him
    Too plus the cuss words equals platinum
    What would i look like dancing on a stage
    I wave my hand and do it like the old days
    But some dumb fool want to take it out of hand
    With 50 million dancers and a big old band
    That ain't me, i'm from the old school
    Play the instrumental, get the mic and i'm cool
    Cause i'm an oaktown mack and it's like that, so
    It all comes out in my records and my stage show
    In my category i'm the one and only
    And i'm a stay short but funky

    Hey yo, that's it
    Baby jesus

    Dog baby from the dangerous crew

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