Lyrics:
on the microphone, the sort of moment I live for, it's a cornerstone, I'm just another tortured soul, that hit a fork in the road, they just wanna go to the bar
loving my style (She love it)
I got a tooly with me with a silencer on it so it don't make a sound (Shhh)
Pew she loving the crew
I need a crib by the lake
Mind the line between two worlds
I've never walked so long to keep heart satisfied
perhaps I should go to the otherside to find
the reason why I'm
Let a nigga try or say it's up with me I'm itching
Spit this hot shit make ya face get ugly like my breath was kicking
I live in the moment got no time
that's all Ima say on that ugly topic (exploitation is slavery)
There's so much more here that makes me want to vomit
Human lives matter (human)--yeah you
live in California, drive a drop top
Roll by the beach, look at the freaks
jump in my car, I do it every week
DJ's who know call me Mister Short
All
Malcolm-Jamal
I'm a Falcon, Seven Mike Vick with the ball
Cause I can hut-one, hut-two, disrespect, I hunt you down
Ain't a muthafuckin' crew we can't run
can bring yo crew (Yea yea)
Fuck em by the two’s if she a nympho too (Yea yea)
Got yo bitch you know, ain’t know she was yo hoe
Take em down three in
and the crew
We got them bandz bandz, nigga we counting blues
We got them bandz bandz, racks on racks times 2
A 100 racks to blow but I never keep it on me
bullshittin come on in"
Now it was two bad bitches, but they had an ugly friend
Then the ho decided that she wanted to dance
Spilled Boo Farm, all on my pants
lid
'Cause, when I was the age of one
My father gave me my very first gun
When I was the age of two
I was pullin' out records with the SD Crew
South Bronx, New York
(evil laughter)
[Chorus: x3]
Is it live, live, live, live, live
(evil laughter)
[Verse one:]
I heard your CD is wack
own two
No crew just see what this Mac-11 gon do
Plenty bodies gon be dropping soon
As I come through
Hop out let it rip head slugs go threw
ugly ass fiends
Hell nah we don't do any beans, we stay strong by any means
Back then I used to feel the alcohol in my fucking spleen
Now I got that
a façade (façade)
'Cause if you live by the sword, you get judged by the judge (judge)
'Cause these niggas crash dummies (crash dummies)
These niggas
balance of the battle axe
Irons is brandished at, thugs draw they hammer back
It's where you find the News Two crew cameras at
It's where my fam is at,
It's a kodak moment
We the three live crew
She like dark skin niggas
Like I'm kodak to
Bitch I'm in the strip club
With ho you call boo
And she
And if our lives ever cross paths in another life
I guess that means i survived being tossed aside
It took 2 days to fall for you
2 years to get over you
2
yo what's the drilly
Ya niggas got smacked silly
You too fragi-lly, live with the nine milly
I got my crew with me, big like Pun, dig me
Yo, yo
minded niggas, Alpha have it positioned
That's opposition, wetttin me competition
Suddenly and outta tha blue and now I see
by myself, by myself
respect
Ain't the silent type at all, keeps it blunt and direct
So if you're trynna catch up put some hunts in your step
[Verse 2: Mic Anthony]
I
Free bail posters, tail lights on the roadster (Ferrari's)
Live life vulgar, the FBI posters (fuck the feds)
The fast cars pack guns no holsters
slang I use
breakin' down mics and destroyin' crews. (2X)
1-2-1-2 unhh............ 1-2-1-2 mic check 1-2-1-2
1-2-1-2 unhh............ 1-2-1-2 mic check
Then the clouds broke apart
Then the sun reappeared
No, it didn't, but it felt like it did in my heart
I wanted to live again
Oh, by the way we lost
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