Lyrics:
Live it up Live it up
Middle finger high up in the sky
Stick em up Stick em up
Till the fucking day I die
Yo Live it up Live It up You better live it
to go (nowhere to go)
Now throw your hands up
Hustlers, busters, boosters, hoes
Everybody, fuck that
Still nowhere to go (nowhere to go)
Still
to constantly live chright
Throw ya hands ups, player it was bound to happen
Nigga's drop lock's at me every time I'm rappin'
Getting motherfucking tired
I wanna be like them
Live my life as a ghetto star
When I grow up I wanna be like them
And live my life as a ghetto star
When I grow up I wanna be
an honor is to serve and be served by Him
I follow the still soft voice of Jesus Christ in my mind
The still soft voice of Perfect Love
The still soft voice
at war
Man at war
Man at war
We live to die
We live to die
We live to die
We live to die
Ohaw no to
Be twa
We live to die
We live to die
We live to die
We
me you got to realize
You know it's coming by surprise
Telling me this is the way we got to live our lives
Telling me I got to open up my eyes
Even
my pick up track
A forty five by my side
Just for luck
Verse #2
The man is telling me
Hand over my gun
It’ll be a cold day in hell
When i do that son
you with me
Thinking about the time that passed by
I know i'm alive but when will I die, Hands up if you with me
Ain't no time to play
I'm not gon just
the part
And ima throw it up, and watch them just grab
You better live life cause its going by fast
Yea feeling like a million bucks tonight we gon live it
the day of reckoning soon will come
And the whole world will see justice done
By the Lord's almighty hand
So I'm telling you the just shall live
I
side
They would never leave me
In this world there's lots of possibilities
That's why I represent and put it down for you me
cnd put your hands up if you
I'ma live bossy
Way out on Fantasy Island with Mr. Roth. be
I gotta play the ghetto, everyday the hood endorse me
I'm destined for triple, left hand
, by-by-by, Jamal-Ski, ki-ki-kiyah!
[Jamal-Ski] {best guess}
Jump up and be upon the mic and stick em
Come follow me the man me work for the mic
They
And a cold drink in my hand
I live down by the beach live Down by the beach and I don't Wanna leave my home
I live down by the beach live Down by the beach but
We'll just shoot you up
Its blood on all our hands
Its blood on all our hands
Its blood on all our hands
In a world of sin
Where they honor greed
out right with a hand clap or finger snap
No games, just gimme a beat by James
And I'll give some names to blow 'em up in flames
I'm a rap star
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin' (yeah, not the mid is low now, turn the mics up some more)
Our music keeps you movin' what are
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin' (yeah, not the mid is low now, turn the mics up some more)
Our music keeps you movin' what are
lives, take my life, yeah I live it right
I live it right, I live it right, I left it all behind
I picked it up, I dust it off, then put it to my mind
I
that these fags stared straight at my balls
They busting a bitch while I pull up my drawls
So I'm quick to take off, don't abide by the law
Like all
up (get 'em up)
Put 'em up (put 'em up)
Stop actin' like a bitch and get yo' hands up
Well, get 'em up (get 'em up)
Put 'em up (put 'em up)
Stop
Celebrate the hope with a hand grenade, open up the heart of the beast within
You've only got this one chance, one choice, one mind, to celebrate
you could
Live Again
They told me to
Give it up Live it up
Cause you not gonna
Live Again
Shit a lil different now
No it ain’t like back then
Pouring
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