Miami Life - Ras Kass

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 

Chorus 

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,