Lyrics:
The way we live is a shame, I can't hide this pain. (x2)
(master p chorus x4)
Verse 2-(master p)
Ughhh! lord the world ain't the same, from the cradel
The way we live is a shame, I can't hide this pain. (x2)
(master p chorus x4)
Verse 2-(master p)
Ughhh! lord the world ain't the same, from the cradel
has the world come to, I'm from the 3 1 2
Where cops don't come through and dreams don't come true
Like there the god go in his Murcielago
From working
Only one word Only live by faith
Only two words Only by His grace
I got three words Love the Lord
With all your heart
Only one word Only live by
Uh, GOOD Music, this our year
Backing drums by DJ Premier
Now let me count it down
Who the fuck up in here
Common, Don, Old G, battle rap, oh
That
and desperate they committed a unthinkable sin
The daughters got their father drunk, laid down with him one by one
And nine months later they both bore their own
No I'm not myself no more
Why should I walk through the door
I said one, two, buckle my shoe
Three, four get through the door
I'm just tired of all
friend is a tree, and in his
spare time he's a stockbroker. Gervaise Brook-Hampster (M.P.) is in
the Guards, and his father uses him as a wastepaper
She said "I'm sorry son but no one by that name lives here anymore"
My father's house shines hard and bright
It stands like a beacon calling me in
down he still dealing with his mama death
Graduated but never elaborated his feelings to his father
Couldn't take the drama
Be a good boy and do what
the kitchen put the kettles down
Stop from fillin all you hoes
Give up the life of trues and vogues
Hell no, it ain't gon' happen, this shit too deep
So I
by somebody that still live with they mama
But that's the only way she know, to get away from all the drama
As for books, the mind is a terrible thing
and cuz stay down the street, living different lives
Everyday he on the bus, me, I get a ride
I gave him 30 on the porch, he never went inside
He tell me
Would you catch me if I fall?
Would you catch me?
Would you catch me if I fall?
Would you?
Uh, yeah
Uh, yeah
Live from the heavens, I'm climbing
I'm blessed
Even though I get slammed with lawsuits like car doors
See three P.O.'s like Star Wars
They want me by the road holdin' up cardboard
So
smoke again
Ayo, who's that, it's Lil EZ
Back from the dead, eggs over easy all over his head
I can cook you an omelette and shove it down your throat
Ridin Paseo, not in the day though,
Cherish the day, but then roll out when the day go,
Ridin away yo pain and sorrow,
Live for today cause you might
different brethren lifting burdens with my gift from heaven
Jayso put me on this rhythm like it's xpliph & Sheldon
Lift da head & Spit da heavens down & quit
used to stay one 29th and May
One of my best friends from back in the day
Down the street form Calumet a school full of stones
He nicknamed me K-Rock
They killing our fathers
They killing our sons
They killing our sisters and mothers for fun
We ain't much different just born in the sun
They
or three bitches in the whip, I'm getting smothered
Asking do I love em? I told em hell no, I love
Pinky rings and caddy doors, cracking seals and pouring Os
here Father
Things that we live by
A spiritual law unseen that we live by
Sowing and reaping
Spill to the masses
Yes God
Yes God
You are the way
You are
was raised by the streets to believe there is no setbacks Survived A Letter, Almost A Letter and Cellar Door
A flower from the pavement this ainʼt no
there's a Heaven, you would think they'd let ya speak to your son
Maybe she has in the form of a baby's laugh
I heard passin' by in a stroller remindin'
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