(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 (Short)
I went to free my high on the Foothills strip on the east side
The only rappers you would ever see was Sir Too $hort and Freddie 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 niggas sellin' drugs (ayy)
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 (Sir Too $hort)
And everybody know me

Sir Too $hort
Sir Too $hort
Sir Too $hort comin' straight from Oakland
(O- O- 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 the road (on the road)
I 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 documentary
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 (you'll never be)
'Cause I put more work in than all of y'all
And kept goin' when y'all was fallin' off (fallin' off, Surt)
You know my motherfuckin' name

Sir Too $hort
Sir Too $hort
Sir Too $hort comin' straight from Oakland
Oakland, Oakland, Oakland
Oakland
Sir Too $hort comin' straight from Oakland
(E.S.) $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 (ayy)
Mate, I ain't trippin', cuss words 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 (Short 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)