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counterfeit, them 30's go for Twenty
In my city, got a whole script
Zooming through the reds with your bitch, she like, oh shit
Chapo by my side he ah bark , so

This Is the Life I Lead

Daz Dillinger

This Is the Life I Lead

2002

Tryin' to make somethin' out of nothin'
Disrespectin' and cussin', bein' wild
The only child, in '95 my brother died
It only made me stronger to survive

his daddy name was Blunt (uh)
Got hooked on the stones (uh), rehabbed for a month (uh)
By the time that I was five, my mama was traumatized
'Cause

Rest in peace to my brother Gift
Losing you was hard, it even made the homies drift
Though you’re in a better place, your death caused a rift
But I

been created by God, you cannot recreate it

That's facts and you'll have to live with it
Because taking something on your order you end up pointing

Rest in peace to my brother, Gift
Losing you was hard, it even made the homies drift
Though you’re in a better place, your death caused a rift
But I

dreams
CREAM is the motto, that's followed throughout these city streets
Had an influence on most, the kind, have blind leading the blind
Refined light

But put away the peace, fuck that second-ass thot shit
Gotta come up nice and clean if I wanna live the dream
Gotta come up with a scheme for me

laced with eights silly
I live a lonely life, really, deboning phillies
Mad high mind that's willing, so I shock the world
Punch slap box with Earl
Shot

would
Never hold a Glock and squeeze
In commission of robberies
In my mind i feel like a thief i mean
Is wrong to dream like I hit the lottery
And I could

blowing loud
Remember the nights that I was whippin' away
My brother gone he sent to prison for life
If you still live in the light
I pray your gettin' it

(termite)
Cause they be buggin' galore
But there's a difference between
Us brother man i'm from the motherland
Where the streets thuggin' for war
And these

wife nigga

Took the nation by storm with a live performance
Cleanest nigga can't believe the kicks this nigga perform in
Yo, what's on my feet is

DRUNK IT

Theme: Doing something great by getting slightly drunk that you normally couldn't or wouldn't do.

Verse
I checked her out at the bar out

and a microphone 

I'm getting old 

But still refuse to leave this life alone 

Not Catching tuddies it's getting ugly I'm 28

Chasing dreams that I been chasing

make her dream about me
Wise words get gone or get with it
Life get hard either die or live with it
Leave me some room to be someone

[verse 1]
What do you know about having somewhere to go but nowhere to go deep down
I'm 18 years old, still nowhere to live, no I'm not no slag but

back
My voice is in your ears

All started just a year ago
Feels like it was yesterday
Linked up with my brother Rafi
We was tryna get some shit popping

sides of the same coin
But two different worlds they flipped in, decisions
Because both their parents live in the same conditions of privilege
Thats some

live
With the dreams
In my head
With the drills coming in from my lifemates!
Can't see!
Navigation fails me!
Radars in alarm as it is an abandoned place

Autumn came to an end
And the first snow began to fall
Balder's face was clouded
The dreams of warning had called
His mother sought oaths
From all

all week
Ain't nobody ever OD'd from weed
I ain't no fiend but I can't get no sleep
Got police in my dreams
Dope fiends all in my jeans
Trust bruv you

One on One

Christi Warner

I Found My Rhythm

2008

Maybe I?ll be famous
Like our own Meryl on ?Big Brother Africa (BBA)?
And find my own Kweku 
There?s always another (oh, always another)

Written by

Problems

Guerilla Maab

Rise

1999

and watching my lady
Praying that I see, my older brother again
Not knowing, it would never be the same again
So I'm still hoping for the day, I know it's gon