Lyrics:
done with these feds like
Fuck 12, fuck F E Ds, when I think about 12 I get brain disease
Fuck pigs, fuck cops, wasteman, police
Fuck fuzz, fuck ops
beauty to a to a blind man
What are riches to a poor soul
If he never knew platinum exist
A wrist wrapped in its worthless
Bro live in the moment
Don’t let
(F9)re(G)member
CHORUS
(C)there will never be another (E7)you another me
another (Am)life for us to live to give each (F)other
all we give(G)(Am)(C
Ah… we in it… hey,
We sober as f**k,
Ah, we live it… Hey.
We high on life man, hit that shit,
Not at the mercy of a dealer if you made of it,
Cuz
get
To spend all together, knowing I know
And many of you know that there
Are people all over the world
They could never afford to go see
A live show
high they aint gotta face no damn problem
Got no rest the wicked a criminal case a ticket into the den they live it
I never bow i never listen i never
never let these people ever see me going through it
(What I tell you bruh I don't owe nobody shit)
Let these n*ggas know I only owe myself (uh huh)
I been
voodoo doll
So see me
When you see me
And when you see me
Believe you me
I'll be
In my basement spacing
U-F-Os
Hover above my studio
Suppose
They just
our time, synchronize your watch
Going to work with these lines, punching the clock
All my life I been told to get it,
Get it by any means, so I mean
'Til one day I grew suspicious
When I stepped on a crack on Aunt Edna's stoop
And got pooped on by a group of stupid pigeons
Then we flew the coop
In the Marlborough’s We was hungry We was starving we was living different
Minus whipping up Inda kitchen we lived for da mission
Me COPIE
sings new lyrics when they play this one live, and they seem to be about heroin and their dead pal Kurt... Submitted by Rene
LIZZY:
I'm sin
Done
f'd up!
(All my live niggas hit up at your door, let's go)
(Front to the back door, say) We f'd up!
(Chicago, Philly, San Diego) We f'd up!
Then say f*ck the heart pains and grab another tall drank
That's just how a ni**a live
I had to choose the hard way
That's just part of what it is
just the past, you know it never lasts
And you know how time flies by so fast
Look at rap music, they said it was a fad
But now it's takin over,
Still not true still not giving a fuck
What you think
We live for b f h c!
Amends can't be made
We won't march on your parade
All we need is b f h c
that urge and trust your own mind and the people who love you and will
F C - G
always stand by you... Come what
Yeah
Benjie 100
See I've been chilling
Crushing bars in my sprites
Been easing all the pain
F**k who don't like
The money I get, i spend it on me
it
Stick shift, automatic, automatic big clip
Round clip
Hit a nigga while I downshift, yeah
It's me again, all I be is win, never if
If you see
loud like me
Too live when i move by,Disciplined screamin hoorah
Who ridin wit me, n**** who died, Who got beef n**** we slidin
Who played tuff, n****
ni**as cuz I'm money obsessed
You was only f**kin wit me cuz I had that bread that shit is tragic
I thought you was right by my side to ride and die with
man(e),
I feel like F.U.N., thats why I will never be thus
a real live one, the kind of F.U.N. that make them pull a 30 round drum,
you givin me negativity
screamin'
'Cause they seein' destruction 'fore they a see human bein'
So they start smokin' weed, we'll never get our day
Until we learn to pray, keep our
Fighting words.....by Satan/ David Green
Verse 1:
F G# Bb C
When your new in town
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