Lyrics:
hardened criminals know the average Joe's miserable woe
Though they both live by different codes
Niggas don't know how I developed such a difficult flow
laugh again when they don't understand what I mean, bias
Everybody seen by us
Everybody wanna live a life like this
Man fuck that, do what's good for
said they had an informant
I'm back in this caged up cell
With the apes in jail, now I'm back in this eight by twelve
See I tried to live right
But
grew up listening to Guwop
He would live past 3 shots 2 shots
They be Burning buildings down for a new lot
Murder children on the street by the new
a song
What they tell you they on, a sucker act up every minute
The righteous live on, but them niggas is invented
(Verse 3)
Yo, I ain't hardcore, I
the dooch powder
Summer's Eve, I drop degrees chill
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly till you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices,
at the bar love shoppin'
Gucci iceberg, coppin' two, three nice furs
One for your wife, one for your freak silver spurs
Rolls Royce too good to be true,
(What?)
What is is, what is was, and what it shall be (Death)
[Verse 3]
One for the spirt two for the blood
Father please forgive me while I take this
Or flaunt two
Three or four excuses. Mi amor to you is
Weed vape and muses - internet and music
Refuge from refuse. Stress looms to do shit
To you soon as you
yo fuckin lip up
'cause money and murder is the code that I live by
Come to ya set and do a muthafuckin walk by
Deep in the game preparing for
of Pete Rock
But for that Benz I get CL love
So I switched my girls around like 3L dub
My favorite girl wanna leave me just
Because I got a girlfriend
My
to the suites, anywhere we can meet
Then live on to Compton, Slausen swap meet
Worldwide, get swept away by the tide
By G's, and B.G's, O.G's, its time to ride
5|Cribs, Out in the woods, nobody knows where I|Live, Got a beautiful wife and two kids, But I'm|Married to Hip Hop and that's how it is...||I'm the illest
work mega-swiftly with an S-950
Or MPC-60, so when it's fat ideas hit me
Don't fuck with beat product', head got a built in four track
Use sixteen,
por en muerto
I live again, {?} nuevo
Lejo's the key, surrounded by {?} buenos
Espe sueno my dream, true desperado
Analog hermano, un punto {?} ano
never lose
I don't mind being by myself, but I'd rather be with my crew
Or in the stude, or with my family
Only child but I am grown so I gotta take care
where I learned the principles
I live by, whether they were cool or unaccepted
To my youngins don’t be out there moving young and reckless
(Hook 3
enjoy a glass
May it flow just like a faucet every time you ask
Got the trunk like I was Luke and the Two Live Crews
Minus one, burger moves, let
You can look me up and down, and my DJ too
Because we make up the boogie down productions crew
Takin' out MC's on the 1, 2, 3
No matter who they
freeze right there
All run scared, gear 2nd not prepared
Like a dragon they be hunting me, a legend
I'm the heir shock you like nani
You're welcome to spar
foul
On the 3rd planet east of Plutonia
From the poppy an extraction
Called Criddacktonite
Conceived as a weapon backed by the Supremacy
Their
one on one
This is Basik Yo checking in one two
Watch out for your whole crew
We might do them by the two's
Three's and a hundreds I got you in
pointsetta
And put him on the balcony so he could get a
Little bit of city sun just to quench his thirst
Plants gotta live too, 'cause they feed the earth
Just
at the concerts
[Baatin]
One, two, the whole world is
Tick tock, tick tock
You live by the clock but I move faster
Niggas is sleeping 'cause they thinking
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