Die Hungry

The Notorious MSG Die Hungry Lyrics
1.Striaght Out Of Canton

Straight out of Canton
©2003 The Notorious MSG

MSG in the house and we're feelin' really hot

yeah, east side chinatown bitch
you gonna die

just comin' out the ghetto with an egg roll
got a .57 magnum feelin' loco
and you know
i never go - solo
got your homie funky buddha and your boy d-lo

i am the man
goddamn
hong kong fever the son of sam
try to catch me if you can
i killed ten people with a frying pan

three boys we deliver
to the highest bidder
we're not three's company
i ain't jack tripper
but i do like the sexy ladies
always gonna drive me crazy

cuz pretty girls will get you flustered
see a fine bitch yo - don't trust her
baby gonna try to play me buster
you messin wit' da og hustler

CHORUS

we jack you up
shake you down
take you on down to chinatown
light it up
hit the ground
just another day in chinatown

we're feelin' real HOT tonight
all the ladies lookin' HOT and tight
want beef with us get WOKKED that's right
straight out of canton - stand up and fight

down-lo mein is my name and i come from taiwan
bust a cap in yo ass for fun
i rock the mic cuz i am da bomb
i like the ladies with the big wontons

just look at the muscleman
that i am
only five-foot seven
but i got the big plan
i'm pimpin' and i'm mackin' people think i'm actin'
always gonna bring it to the ladies i'm attractin'

downtown - let's go
always runnin' from the
New York - Five-0
yeah we ain't ever gonna stop - oh no
together like beef and tomato

comin' fresh off the boat and livin' on the street
we're marching to our own beat
don't give a damn what other people eat
we're crazy
just gimme duck sauce and a bowl of chicken feet

REPEAT CHORUS

breakin' every rule makin' people say what?
we got our own style gonna take it to the top
wanna throw down you gonna go toe-up
we are the MSG and we're feelin' really hot

when i'm in the hood don't ever turn your back
roll' up on your ass and i'm pullin out my gat
i'm a o.g - straight up
i got a lotta flava in my tea cup

get ready for a beatdown
in bucktown
'cause you're talkin to the king of
of tha chinatown
gonna take you to tha dogg pound
go 12 rounds
just place your order and we take it to your house

word up - to your mother
funky buddha in the house muthasucka
just roll with us - roll with us
smoke a bowl with us
If you wanna get high smoke an egg roll with us

let's get loud
and take it the house
we rock the ice when we cruise around town
pass the chronic and my 40 ounce
we take a big hit and it's time to bounce

REPEAT CHORUS

oh yeah (we're feelin' really hot)
everybody in the house (we're feelin' really hot)
break it down c'mon break it on down
my bruthas and sistas
you can't stop us
we're gonna rock
from dawn
to dusk
because we are
the three crazy homies
recognize The Notorious MSG


2.Traditional Roughnecks

Back in old shanghai
Original g's came alive
Cappin' muthafuckas since 1825
Old school hoods livin' in the streets
Smoke your ass and turn you into bbq beef
Livin in days gone by
Before al capone
And g-o-double-t-I (gotti)
Livin' was hard through the years
Comin' in the boats they made it here
We're the next generation in chinatown
Workin' in the kitchen but we never bow down
To nobody
Nobody gonna tell us what to do
Drop you in the trash with the moo shu
Brothers gonna work
Brothers gonna fight
Straight up g's gonna serve it up right
Life in the ghetto
Keep it good
Keep it hard
Keep it gangsta
Bring it on son
Here we are

Traditional roughnecks live it up right
We are traditional - roughnecks
Traditional roughnecks ready to die
Never gonna give it up -roughnecks
Traditional roughnecks live it up right
Now we're gonna live it up - roughnecks
Traditional roughnecks ready to die
Always traditional roughnecks

Hardcore
Hardline
Start a new life after doing hard time
The body's old but they still know how
Never forget how to give a beatdown
Yeah they're comin'
You'd better not slip while you're runnin'
The old school chinatown fire in their gunnin'
The last of the real OG's
They're chinese
Comin' back gonna smoke all your enemies
What you want (what)
What you want (what)
Roughnecks gonna take it to the front (what)
In a time when people don't care
They live by the rules of a thousand years
No rest for the wicked
Cover your ass as we kick it
Then we rip it
Every day we got to stick it
To the man
When you're livin' our life like a roughneck can


It's a long way
When you fightin' to the top
Never slow down
We're never gonna stop
Blood runnin' down the stir fry
It's a battle in the streets
We live
We die
But our brothers stay strong
Fightin' for the people
Right on
There ain't no other way out
Keep your chin up
Got to stay proud
We never forget
We never regret
Our father's past
Their blood
Their sweat
They built the roads we ride again
Got to do what's right
We do it for them
Got to fight for them
Ignite for them
We got to be ready to die for them
No more tears fall tonight
Got to stand tough
And hold your head up high