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 $h