Lyrics:
You live by the gun die by the gun
Ain't nowhere to hide nowhere to run
From de rom pa-pa-pom-pom pack a A-K
In the heart of the slums that's
you trying kick some dust up
America's always been known for blaming us niggas for they fuck-ups
And we were always considered evil
Now they trying
on lets go
Diggie gon give it to ya, don't sweat that
Never long to keep up on it, you can bet that
You got game, cool I respect that
But you can x
a
Baby by a Denver Nugget
You don't love him, you want security, baby
Your bugging financial liberty you're after
It's how you live
But the blood test
matter
Lord knows that status is badder
Lord knows about the hood I live in
He's taking away but he's giving
Now don't give me these cars
Don't give
(Hey)
Sweat on the brow and a tap on the phone
And lives are on the line
Pick up the briefcase
On a high speed chase
Breathin' by the roll
Words and music by John Kay, Michael Wilk and Rocket Ritchotte
And she walks along by the river
Where you can be alone with your dreams
And she
fame
It ain't worth a lot
Only thing I know, is I'll never let you go
As she takes the stand
By the look in her eyes I can tell that she knows
Don't define you by your faults, ain't gon' push your buttons either
Everyday we startin' fresh, this is how it's s'posed to be
Never try to take
At first I was afraid, I was petrified
Kept thinking I could never live without you by my side
But then I spent so many nights thinking how you did
the bottle to the bottom stool by stool
Learnin' hard to live with losin' you
You wonder if I'm better off
With freedom now to do the things I choose
With
blood up in your mouth
There's a lot of killers, but who the hell are you to blame?
There's a lot of dead, how the hell you take the pain?
Live with
That's what I asked of Him
Told me He'd grant my wish
You dance with the Devil
You'll never dance again
Dance now
Dance, dance, shh, dance
Dance
blood up in your mouth
There's a lot of killers, but who the hell are you to blame?
There's a lot of dead, how the hell you take the pain?
Live with
wanna be me, I just wanna be free
Never heard 'em talk cheap
Fuck a bad bitch to sleep
Take Tequila shots in the AM
Give you a play by play on
How to get
give anything for your love
'Cause baby I'd never make it alone
Anf forever I'll stand by your side
I just gotta make you see yeah
I lonely live for
and I haven't yet begun.
You breathed on me and made my life a richer one to live,
When I was deep in poverty you taught me how to give,
Dried
never take loss
You can offer up your soul to them
But mine will never cost
I keep it gold around the cross
Holy Spirit made me floss
I tend to pastor
Live my life as a ghetto star
When I grow up I wanna be like them
And live my life as a ghetto star
This goes out to all you motherfuckers out here
of luxury
One day go by without you next to me
Love without no lemony, nothing at all
Like an elevator girl, I'll come when you call
Up, down, in and out
crying
Kurt he just finally cracked
Phil left to sail out on the opium trail
Never coming back
Why would make you want to dance with the devil?
To give up
On the street it never changes
There's a chill in the air
Icy people, empty faces
Not a word, not a soul who cares
Do you give up
Have you given
that
I live and die by my respect so I honor the code
Peep niggas who be out here flexing, stunting for hoes
And if you ain't never chose to remember
walk around with their minds in a daze
Never take the time to stop and give praise
You're lucky to live in this world
Even the starving boys and girls
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