Search results for 'real the live feel by sizzla' Page #715

warriors
West coast whistles, death to accordions
My words are Jericho missiles flying out of the orient

Recording life as it's passing me by
In each

up on the stage (Hey)
They pray for the weak, I prey on the sheep
It’s “fuck Jordan Belfort”, baby
I’m the real Wolf of Wall Street
(Hah!)

But he that

that realness 
Can ya feel this though 
Yeah.. Gonna ride wit ya nigga 'cause it's goin' down 

They say break yo'self or make yo'self 
So I said fuck

Forget the Demon Dionysus as I stumbled off the field
Missing scenes in lives of fighting, might've stumbled, dropped the shield
Never healed the hiding,

Told you lil' niggas to stop rapping
Live in action I'm back with the brew
Love that ass in the back of them trues
Flows make you ask how did he do

the bombs guns and machete
Above the law cus my mind stays Revolutionary
Never was the type
To believe conspiracy theories 
But by the way life is out here

treat
I'm a nice guy, but got real mean moves
I choose the scene to be seen by you
I've got a clean shirt and fresh pressed pants
Cuz girls like nice guys

and the
Pilot couldn't control it
Guess I gotta learn to just
Live for the moment hold it
Bad ass bitch by yourself gon' own it
Thrown in the back, big racks up

the bando countin cash with my homie's
Niggas say I done changed, I just say I've gotten wise
And I feel strongly, I couldn't fuck with those guys
Them niggas

those words echoed indeed til dawn
With hope for everlasting memories til I'm gone
By way of one drop the plot thickens y'all
I'm Charles Dickens with

a label
Reality makin my dreams now I just live in a fable

Be active in making a life finally free of the struggle
I'm actively makin a livin outta the way

Dice

Intro:
Even tho I stay high, keep the business on the low,
I can feel the eyes on me everywhere I go,
Hot like I’m on fire I come by you see

characters in a sad story
Shit, the Devil May Cry
Hella nights, I felt cold
Like winter time
And gotta hole in ya window
That's real shit, that’s not

Fuck this fame shit every now and then I live dangerous
When the inner circle gets tainted I hang with with complete strangers
Hat and glasses on I'm

I am just kidding no purpose in winning
If losing my soul is a part of the enemy's deal 
How's it feel?
Meal after meal
People clapping seals
Got some

not
Fuck what I got, let’s talk what I’m getting’ your man on a mission.
Talk about money you feel like I’m dissin’ 
Live by the grind like it’s part

bloodshed I never could imagine

I never want to see you hurt
That's real
So I'ma tell you right now how I feel
I'm stuck behind the walls that I put up

Paying the bills while he's taking his pills
She doesn't need a hero, she needs something real
But she only feels when she's killing herself

If you

line I write I feel I am laying a cake
Your having a slice of this life it takes time to create
Woah you see I am here for the long run, (long run)
Not

I tried to fall
The moment I was live, The forgot the grind, thinking men...I have to ball.

Then my gang said it's okay, She know my drill is choking

and you're mesmerized by your people
All that brown skin, all that brown skin
High like heroine
Feel that Cali wind


Pune, had the biggest show I ever

and again
Sometimes shit feel like it never will end
Can't even pretend
Trying to hold it within
Growing up, good times is how it would end
Now it's always

showing off I'm just keeping it real
(Ahh) This the life that I live
Don't think I'll have me a wife and some kids
One thing's for sure you don't get em'

So often "Christians" seem content living their normal lives
Not making any sacrifices for the Lord
Continuing in their old selfish ways
Pleasing