Lyrics:
live
He can't help but rep his hood, damn near born on his block
And his parents had him young, they ain't really have a lot
Seen his daddy gang
We can set off down the boulevard
Chase the horizon down
Leave our lives behind us
Disappear without a sound
Let's have something new
Something old
the morning
I've been looking for some love
I know
You've been running from the future
It's a dead end by my side
Maybe we can start the footage ooh
never put his hands on me
Look at the footage, that's all the evidence
See them pussy niggas shouldn't have ran up on me
Who the fuck said that I was
Twas a dark day in Dallas, November '63
A day that will live on in infamy
President Kennedy was a-ridin' high
Good day to be livin' and a good day
the Maybach,
Throwin' money out the roof muthafuck the brake pads.
Fast life, I live, big cars, big cribs,
(Speed) Speedin' (speed) I'm Speedin',
I can't stop,
process)
Yeah, yeah, no, no
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh-oh, oh-oh, no
All my G's fit to testify (yeah)
Hennessy when we gettin' high
At the scene
I don't need none
Play it by the rules, took some let some
Once was behind bars, now I'm a All Star
Outlaw to idol, takin all the titles
Whole
lane
Swerving in between the lines
You see 'em hating tell him get behind
Might find me posted on the scene, roll up
Burning to the third degree, that O
you some act right
Fuck around here it'll be you dyin tonight
So back up small fry,stakes are to high
Don't mess around and be live footage for channel
the third world
Decipher my deceiver, make him a believer
Spittin' Gem Stars words in my mic type receiver
Bond is my life, so I live by my word
Never
I'm a free man on the streets again
Chasin St.Ide's down with some Seagrams Gin
Life is like a dice game and I'm in to win
On the scene from the 41st
don't be labelled by the zone
You call home
Wonder can I do it till its over
Cos soccer players break bones
Good girls become hoes
Stars explode and soon
a free man on the streets again
Chasin' St. Ides down with some Seagrams Gin
Life is like a dice game and I'm into win
On the scene from the 41st side
the street where you live with its mansions and flats
With its fountains and statues and gardens, and flowers
Its starlings and rats
Where you stand in
savage that curse queens
I'm somethin' from his worst dreams
First we handlin' first things, I'm subsurface unseen
Grat'll hold planet by purse strings
of the last brave man
Made man, Cuban Link chain of command
Authorized fam', hot like Sahara sand
My live team turn the club to a crime scene
High beams
with me (hit with me), uh
Take a hit with me (hit with me), uh
Ain't on stage behind the scene, I'm probably mixin' lean
Chillin' with my niggas,
a hit with me, hit with me, uh
Take a hit with me, hit with me, uh
Ain't on stage, behind the scene
I'm probably mixing lean
Chilling with my niggas, with
left behind
I try to catch up but it's no use
This is the scene where you took a vow
And i'm the only one who got the endless hatred by you
This is
nothing to explore
Distracted by lies they create and live in sin
The only truth is found within
The world so green
We stay behind the scene, unfeeling
the club scene where I met Ms. Green Eyes
She walked by asking me, "Are you Nas?"
Why? "If you was I'd be totally TWI"
What's that? "Totally with it,
Live with us H-B
What what (echo)
[Chorus: x3]
(B.G.) Niggas in trouble cause the Hotboys behind the trigger
(Juvenile) You don't want this out
a difficult one!
I’ma catch it, I’m a catch it yeah, ay, yeah
What happened? We good? Uh, uh
Youngest nigga on the scene
Young nigga too clean pull up
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