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in the
Manor? Good luck with that
You'll probably get killed by the same
Youts that looked up to man
Diced in the alley when police left
These kids'll

The temperature blazin'
The tension is raisin'
You smell the dead once
Gotta live with the fragrance
Sickness is real, the meds is too tasty
Death is related, happy

We just wanted to live
They told us that countin' up somethin'
Seems the only way you can live
Swear to God we just wanted to live
They told us

There I Go Again/So Long [Bonus Track]

Mobb Deep

Infamy

2001

and get on tilt
I know it's nothin' for you, the pain to have me killed

I respect the laws of war and love, I live by them shits
Y'all niggas not ready

dead sleep 
You’re a dead man walking 
On beat but I’m talking 
Home alone in the ends like caulkin 
3.5 in the net
1 mortgage 
That’s milli’s not

still in bed
That ill I'm dead
But feeling live with my spirit rhymes

Live in the booth live in the booth
I was caged but now I'm a tiger

To reign in the finite sum
You just might run
Red red it's all redrum
We all got guns
Red red it's all red blood
Everybody wanna get live like me
But not

I don't live up to the hype, despite all my dedication
I don't live up to the hype, despite all my reservations
Resurrection or the dead, I'm

pray for love baby pray for us,
Who celebrate the thugs, my lady,
Cause you see we cappin' the game, when I spit 16
whether bars or 16 in the doors

written bring life to the dead folks[00:33.29]It's getting dark so you better keep your eyes open[00:36.05]On these streets of struggle, you gotta keep

They want me dead, they want me dead
I'm hanging by a thread

Hanging by a single thread
Anxiety deception I've been mislead
There's nowhere to run

High Rollers

Ice-T

Power

1988

by a barrage from a M-16
But to each his own, choose you mobile phone
Choose a tailored suit, the luxury home
You'll never get caught, 'cause you

None of these nikkas want smoke 
No I carry 50s and Choppas we is Puranas
You still post Up by the store 
All Of my Niggas is poppin you Niggas dropping

homie, swallow the sedatives
I'm a motherfuckin' felon threatening to bring Armageddon
Blessed by his demons, I've risen with a deadly weapon
I've got

M16 taped underneath the front side of my passenger seat
I slide over the hood grab it and unload
Hit one the neck one in the head car stopped dead cold

greens I had cabbage in
Selling mid when I was 16 Had me so broke I wasn't laughing then
No joke no lie
You play bye bye
I slide right by
You run you hide

similarities
Diamond in the rough you can tell by my clarity nigga

Most of us in this room will be dead by Christmas That's what the fuck it look like
Y'all

I'm on tour
I have a love to spread
I have a lot of knowledge in my head
Since a kid
I had to learn from a life where by 16
I should be dead
Why by 16

Run them racks way way up aye
Run them racks way way up aye
Yea I don't think the gone catch up aye
I don't think they gone catch up aye
Young nigga

build, fake prophecies it seems
Held back by some chains, but they really only strings

A ghetto love is the law that we live by
Day by day I wonder why

Say Lit Brother go dig ya partners up cause that nigga dead dead 
And he ain't comin back
Dead dead & he ain't comin back
Dead dead and he ain't

Homie turned 16
All he want to do is put some lights on a Glock
Put a beam on that bitch let it fetch his ass
If he run, hit the switch, bet it catch his

live Romans 1:16 and speak the truth and be bold
Be bold and don't shrink back, speak truth and don't shrink facts
And don't retract to stand stand firm,

Tellin all of my niggas bout how I will live and shit
How I'll be rich and shit
How I will get that shit
Keep it a grand with me
Money is family
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