Lyrics:
Can I live? Can I live?
Yeah, it's me, huh, I know you all seen me
I'm the one who brings the blingin'
Pushin' whips and 22 inch chromes spinnin'
heard a message from a man in pain
I've got to learn how to live my life again
Dear God
They try not to stare
They drop their eyes like I wasn't there
a good man, how 'bout that?
No way in hell I'm defined by the stat
Smokin' that pack, let me get it back
Let me get up in it, let me hit it like that
Hahaha, uh
See, to live is to suffer
But to survive
Well, that's to find meaning in the suffering
Ay yo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get
I wish that I was high
'Cause I can't live my life when it's loud
So I'm gonna call the bros
Tell 'em, "Roll up one, right now"
I'm tryna smoke
man's dream
A hard lesson, court cases keep 'em guessin'
Plea bargain, ain't an option now, so I'm stressin'
Cost me more to be free than a life in
I’m a bad, bad man
Live a life that you can’t understand
I’m a bad, bad man
Mastermind with my mind on a plan
I’ma see it to the end
I’m a bad, bad man
on the air
And people everywhere can join the big affair
No particular age
It'll make front page
It's Roxanne Shanté
And I'm live on stage
Live
At this game
I can't lose
Powered by the sun
We don't need those shoes
Still man over machine
I'm rolling triple sevens
No waste when we are
South of 60
Hahaha, uh
See, to live is to suffer
But to survive
Well, that's to find meaning in the suffering
Ay yo I'm slippin', I'm fallin', I can't get
ain't a damn thing funny"
These rhymes I exchange like stock, I'm live like stock
I rock like Prudential, making ha ha from zero
That's mucho
the corner to stand up tall
Man get locked off like a prank call
Grime scene law, I stay raw
I live by the grime scene law, I stay raw
I live by the grime
and get it, man
That's the only way your pockets gon' expand
I tell you everyday
You know what I'm talking 'bout?
Apply yourself to supply your wealth
Only
Real talkin nigga
Man I'm all about my cash flow
Nigga I'm the shit my momma
Had me out her asshole nigga I be actin'
Nigga know that we mackin'
(tryin' to live)
Can't get a break down here (can't seem to get a break down here)
Another black man killed by police again
Another child with a father
food
Man are acting like he's got 9 lives
He can find out what the 4 5th do
Back of the club with the mandem about
Move out of the way when I'm boring
number so I live my life
But my heart is on the shelf cause I'm dead inside
Slowly killing myself til I feel alive
No I'm not satisfied with suicide
Don't
that ransom
Leg up by the stove when I chef that bomb ting
Spread up the kitty, drip, drip, I'm handsome (and it's the)
Gun show, I dropped
Live Free or Die
Words and Music by: Paul Worrall
pcworrall@gmail.com
(603) 672 - 8196
Verse #1
I have a gun rack hanging
In
But they way too busy tryna save face
They don't walk in my shoes
I'm tryna tie all together with the same lace
Niggaaaa
I'm just taken away
By the way
smooth and calm and shit was like"
"Where's my bone, nigga?"
"Yo man, yo I'm doin' it God, I'm doin' it, man
I'm sayin', like, no, no, like back in like
Man fuck this shit, yo, I'm going the fuck home
World on my shoulders as I run back to this 8 Mile Road
I'm a man, I'ma make a new plan
Time for me
still
I been drinking more water and popping less pills man
Unless they vitamins, 'cause nigga I'm tryna live
And God blessed me like I got bad
become their lives.
The television has so dampened people's anger.
The population is mesmerised by the flickering screen
And the streets, where
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