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Bring Another Half Pint (Sonny Boy Williamson II) · Half Pint (Half Pint) · Half Pint (Half Pint) · Greetings from Half Pint (Half Pint) · The Cost of Living (David Singer) · The Cost of Living (Yung Redd) · Cost of Living (Delbert McClinton) · Cost of Living (Delbert McClinton) · Cost of Living (The Clash) · Cost of Living (Sharks & Minnows) – and 90 other albums »


I take xannies, I can’t eat no breakfast
Half a pound for breakfast
2 grams of molly breakfast
A pint of lean for breakfast
I got Collard Greens
From the pocket of an honest preacher
To the empty hand of a homeless bum
To the cash drawer at the liquor store
Where he bought a pint of rum
you'd let me in
Give me half a chance to prove you wrong
Baby, all your tears have come and gone
Talkin' 'bout a brand new start

Take it to heart, baby,
fear as the dark raven crows
Look for guidance from the one who knows
He lived on this earth for a time and a half
Playing a tune to the old man’s
time
For good times

You know why she's sitting by the window
She's waiting for her prince to come
And here I am on the opposite side of the room
homey bought a half a chicken

[Chorus]
Got six goons countin’ money in the living room
Got birds everywhere, I call it the chicken room
And I'm
Still pissing tax payers money up the wall
You can barely just about to send your kids to school
What with the cost of living been so sky high
a twenty-five to life bid
Parole reneged, I stroll the globe fugitive
CREAM is short, Cee Cipher Power stalk, plus the fiend talk
Three Gs the cost in Supreme
live's a twenty-five to life bid
Parole reneged, I stroll the globe fugitive
CREAM is short, Cee Cipher Power stalk, plus the fiend talk
Three Gs the cost
Bankhead, Simpson Road this Atlanta bitch
So fly, so gangsta, gutter, glamorous
We living out your fantasies, suckas can't handle this
They know we run
For fuck's sake

Living the life of a student
Yeah, I begin on a high
Losing my mind
And they say that I’ve been winning for time
Never been
Down here we like it big, on that Dirty coast
Big money swanging whips, cause we serve the most
We live by that G code, that's what gangstas do
hand
The key to a brand new life, for those who have a shilling or two
And been compelled by the product
And intrigued, about what it can do for you
Thus far the only signs of freshness 
I came across upon this quest was nothingness 
possessed to find truth at all costs elementally 
I walk a thin line
the new Benz, I just got mine a lil' bit quicker
A glimpse into this Jet living as fast cars faster women
I would've been mega-pimping, I ain't have
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Over half the world's population is starving,
Crucified by the greed of landowners,
Helpless against the imbalance of priorities
Practiced by
this money now,
Cause I'm out here living this hustlers life.
I be working all day but no 9 to 5,
And you know we don't play when it's time to grind.
You understand?
"When I get to heaven, I'll see my grandmother there
She'll say 'Great God almighty, here come my child! He must've got here by
son hit the lock first
We busted in the cop jerked
Jungle popped one in his shirt
I grabbed the bitch by her tits, she tried to say she Earth
We saw
glock burst
They had the chains on, son hit the lock first

We busted in the cop jerked
Jungle popped one in his shirt
I grabbed the b**** by her
I do, but walk by.

An old man gets naked and kisses a model-doll in his attic.
It's half-light and he's in tears.
When he finally comes his eyes
[Tite]
Down here we like it big, on that Dirty coast
Big money swanging whips, cause we serve the most
We live by that G code, that's what gangstas do
Down here we like it big, on that Dirty coast
Big money swanging whips, cause we serve the most
We live by that G code, that's what gangstas do
[Tite]
Down here we like it big, on that Dirty coast
Big money swanging whips, cause we serve the most
We live by that G code, that's what gangstas do
[Tite]
Down here we like it big, on that Dirty coast
Big money swanging whips, cause we serve the most
We live by that G code, that's what gangstas do