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carton
You could still feel chills from the team
On 118, my nigga Ben fly by like it's a dream
His face on his Shirt Kings
Laced in a pinky ring, in
Where niggas die everyday over some shit they say
Disconnected from the streets forever
As long as I got a Beretta, nigga, I'm down for whateva
I roll
The name ring then the chain swing and dames cling
Money green, Maury kicks, whips and new fitteds
Advocated by the few who do live it

Blomberg, make
[Chorus: Method Man (U-God)]
First we told y'all niggaz, then we showed y'all niggaz, huh?
(We gon' take it back with this)
By the time you get a show,
Pretend I'm a king and you're a queen 
This is our parade and it goes on endlessly 
And then it's not so bad, you see, to live 

On This Street 
I turn
you're hot get bice and bice
On your jewel to cop a Bens
20 inch chrome, the shoes, I got nothin' to lose but everything to live for
Thoroughbred demand
backs like King acts
Over Organized tracks full of facts
So you know that it's D.E.E.P

You want to go D.E.E.P., I'll take ya D.E.E.P
You know you fucked
led to slaughters by placid admirals and fats slow generals are
Getting obscene on young blood?

Do you know we are ruled by T.V.?
The moon is dry
muh'fucker at
Everywhere we have on repeat
The jailhouse, Saint Peter, right street
Part of there where dude by the Duvall
Man the fuck up, perservere
boxed in
It's not just where they record
There's a cost to be the boss they can't clearly afford
Swear to the Lord, there's guns like the audience
You
a Ben Frank get some Andrew Jackson's
Five twenties for a hundred dollar bill
You know the math lets make deal
On a one dollar bill if ya look
gettin' live on the spot
Puttin' all kinds of shame in the game you got
We keep the party movin' to the broad day light
G-E-T-L-I-V-E alright

Time's
they drawers
My shorty, she bank a carrot with the four 'cause

If you take us out, the streets will evolve
Some niggaz they live to eat, some niggaz eat
haha 

the ghetto's trying to kill me 

and if you live to see 95 most of ya'll fools can feel me 

come take a ride in my 6-4 

I'm not Dr. Dre
Pimp for what it's worth I got the right net
Sittin' here excited by some shit that ain't right yet
No regret, live by a code you don't know 'bout
what it's worth I got the right net
Sittin' here excited by some s*** that ain't right yet
No regret, live by a code you don't know 'bout
Y'all n****s
killa hill
Resident, rest in peace to my nigga Two Cent
The street life is the only life I know
I live by the code style it's mad P.L.O
Iranian thoughts
on the grind, I gotta stay on the grind
If you wanna shine, if you wanna shine
On my grind is where I be, take a tip from M-O-E
I'm a throed G, from the S.U
You'll meet many just like me upon life's busy streets
With shoulders stooped and heads bowed down and eyes that stare in defeat
Or souls that live
You'll meet many just like me upon life's busy street
With shoulders stooped and heads bowed down and eyes that stare in defeat
Or souls that live
like that green stuff 

Provided to you by sack man 

Pac man how in the fuck do you think we gon' do that man? 

Ridin' round Old National on 18's
here

D-the-i-the-zz-the-e-the-e, straight from the LDN
I don't wanna hear no talk about streets and all that thug from way back when
Been a bad boy,
D-the-I-the-zz-the-e-the-e, straight from the LDN
I don't wanna hear no talk about streets and all that thug from way back when
Been a bad boy, I'll destroy your joy, gotta toy
where past and present are one and the same.

No-one dies in Cardboard City
Faces only fade away
Eat your pride and take their pity
Fight to live another
on the grind, I gotta stay on the grind
If you wanna shine, if you wanna shine
On my grind is where I be, take a tip from M-O-E
I'm a throed G, from the S.U