Lyrics:
life of sin
I'ma take that L to the chin
More time the undies search like bing
So I gotta wrap these wraps of cling
I'm two steps ahead of the law,
mates and get one shot
Two shot, three shot, four shot
Pull up the flavors, I don't pull cards, pull flavors, argh (jheeze)
Hold up, get a whole one
Do as I say, not as I sow.
That awkward dance you already know.
You always said that 2 can play.
My poppa said, you blew it again.
Ain't gonna lie,
recalls the crawl or the climb
Or the trembling legs that take the first two steps
Or the moment the lungs decide to take breath
The darkness comes
are ready to act
Chorus: [samples of Busta Rhymes]
[Powafal Impak] 4x
Boom!! [the cannon]
(Repeat)
Verse 2: Buckshot
Some pack a mac, I choose
chicks
and our chicks look like dykes
'cause emo is one step below transvestite
Stop my breathing and slit my throat
I must be emo
I don't jump
the street
With bodies and boulders and metal
All crashing down by your feet
As number two was collapsing
When only ten floors still stood
Everything was
Embers burn and light the way to take the steps of those before you
Fearing life and taking what was never yours is far from graceful
Now you'll
to get to me
Your spirit ain't shit to me kid step to me
Your history goes (bust the ass) kickin' victory
When it come to hardcore I am (epithomy)
of evil,
[Verse One]
I got the, double-barreled microphone in my grips
And let alone chips, fallin down steps and breakin hips
We on some MC shit, we battle
In this life time you don't have to proove nothing to nobody except yourself
And after what you've gone through if you havn't done that by now
It
And it's the type of shit gon' send me back to jail
To bustin' on niggas with Gauge shell
Fuck around and I'ma bail
Attack you with it, step you with it
there's only the music,
The heartaches are gone-
We can stand close together,
While the world dances by-
"'Cause there's only the music,
Between you
Day one God smiled,
Gave us all the wisdom of a newborn child
But by the time we take our first step
We've already begun to forget
What
On this I stand
Two sets of footprints placed ahead of the dirt softened from tear drops
And overlooking the earth as the son of the moon
to a bomb
Humanity is gone, smoked up in a gravity bong
by a democrat republican Cheech and Chong
Immortal Technique, you never heard me preachin' a song
I live in a mansion
These niggas are mad, I'm countin' these bags while I sit in a Phantom
Word to my jewellers, I spent quarter mill' on my wrist
cranium
Dollars no cents the walls are caving in
30 years my parents split I'm
So ashamed of them
And so why swerve life throw curveballs
2 mill ain't got
throne with luxury
I don't need your company
'Cause I woke up and bought two companies
Man that's hard
I'm telling you now don't fuck with me
Life
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