Lyrics:
Turned on the news and seen a tank rolling down the street (Yeah)
I seen a lot of ice water tossed, and I know it's for a cause
My only question is, what
Keep them near
All these sights on a new height
Lemme show you how to live a new life
Show you where I been before
Imma show a little more let's go up in
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
If I stay...
Will you be there for me when no one is around? I will never fake it
I just wanna live my life so true
For now anyway
I just wanna live
failures way better than I ever handled success
And I let you boys be the loudest, holdin' my 44
From '94, on my retro kick before I let you let go clips
sound right, yeah?"
If you keep saying it, I think it'll sound right, yeah?
So I pulled out my phone and checked my voicemail
There's a message from her
touchin' more diesel than Shaq old lady boy
You did it I done it I get I punish
The shit that I come wit'll separate a rib from a stomach
I'm the boss
'Cause when they catch me without my heat, and I'm thuggin'
In tha streets and I'm rollin'
Thuggin' by the deadliest G's, you can't fuck wit us
As the Spanish ladies can,
Or I tint your lip
With a burnt stick's tip
And you turn into such a man!
Just the two spots that span
Half the bill of the young male
couldn't find a place to rest
Until I got that Thug Life tatted on my chest
Tell me, can you feel me? I'm not livin' in the past
You wanna last? Be
If I cross the street then will I make to my lady
If I graduate know I won't make it till I'm eighty
They just want me dead up on a tee and then
the street like, "ex, I knew you from back in the day!"
I be like, "good for you, my dude, now get the fuck out my face"
Moet, rozay metal thingy twister
[Kool DJ Red Alert]
Live from 113th Street and Seventh Avenue
Straight out the pyramid, we gon bring to you
The live one they call Belly Dancin Dina!
front of you
With the ready power tuckin my Guess under my Eddie Bauer
Ya clout, pretty sour I get packages every hour
And hit em up
Chorus
Grab ya
Street
Numbers set by stock movers, buy my tip so I can touch
Not for no print size, plate saint, white wasted H20
Four coats'll make it glaze
Beams
held accountable, so instead I pass the blame,
besides I wanna live forever like the cast of fame.
serious trouble will pass me by and my life will be
she asking
She know she can have it
Not just rapping
When them boys come around don't say no last names
Rockford girls call me by my last name
When them
you doing out here tonight?
Do you have any drugs on you tonight?
Where do you live?
Have you been drinking? Smoking?
License and registration?
you never get it back
Police shoot to kill cuz we black bring it back where you at?
When they ask me where I'm from I say the ghetto
In my hood where
Marley used to stay, 79th and May
One of my best friends from back in the day
Down the street from Calumet, a school full of stones
He nicknamed me
have to be directly, it can be how you act
Okay talk to me and I'll talk back
And I'll tell y'all where my heads at
You don't understand what it's like
other side
Trips down S 14th got you by my side
It don’t matter where I’m going
You just want to come and ride
I know if I do a crime
You’ll try
the streets
Than you ever could from meetings or corporate spreadsheets
Spend your whole life collecting receipts
And what you got to show for it?
Rinse
you shine if you can't rhyme
Dime droppers will give your fed time, if you sleep
But my mistake will be masterin' heat on city streets
And in
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