Lyrics:
Wouldn't you know, a driveby in Missouri
Them fools got popped
Took their corner next day, set up shop
And it's better than slangin' in the Valley
Yeah! Ladies and gentlemen
I wanna thank you for dropping by
You've been listening to
The soundtrack to my life at thirty five
A slice of my mind,
Last of a dying breed, living by a dying code
I'm live a life a legend, ima die a legend
Last of a dying breed, living by a dying code
I'm live
it out the mess I'm in
Sat here waiting patiently for something heaven-sent to message me a way to leave the peasant life to relevance
New day same
branches, toss you in the pool
That you just partied up in on your vacation from school
Violent by nature don't expect me to apologize
Surgical with it.
a knife
And livin' trifed on the regular
Buckin' out competitors
See 'em fake a move and chase
'em down like the fuckin' Predator
Get in trouble every day
[Intro - Daz]
Man, nigga (?) is tore up, knahmsayin?
Shh, hop in the car, yo-yo-yo turn that music down
Yeah-yeah, why'knahmsayin?
Let's jack these
[Napoleon] (talking)
Outlawz... could never touch the kids in the ghetto man
That's where I'm from..... man
[Chorus]
This is our life
Even tho'
This is a real life jack in progress. Nigga give up your shit or take
two tha chest with tha cripness
cuz I aint fuckn around G,so take a look
but he didn't do Jack
Taken for a fool, and poured out all my money
Sitting in the same room, nauseous, dizzy and a dummy
Running, cause I'm looking for
without a brain
And in days you'll feel the same
And one day man will realize
The slaves are the wise men to the fools
Don't you jump ahead before you even
your stuff with talcum too)
(Madlib)
Made the block gobble up ya future too
And ya hit come up in the jones on you
You go from one bag a day to two,
laugh is cause this life is hard to me
Getting fucked by the world every day is sodomy
If there's any light here it's not inside of me
But i do what i can
I spent my days grinding
Now I'm getting paid by them
I was raised by'em
I ain't never been fake bout'em
It ain't that hard to find me
I'm always
I was once a broken man
I was once a broken fool
Lost my wife and children
To one basic broken rule
Now I live my life in silence
Though I'm not
a fact of life, now man and wife
Work full time to just get by
And when we're home all
It's gonna be is me and you
But when in Rome, do as the Romans
Whussup son
Thats right, Lil' Poot up in this piece fool!
Lil' Shank and Foe Foe reppin' the Ryda Clique
All my niggas that be puttin' it down
So right
Yea you got a nigga feeling so right
Gas up the whip when I live the low life
Rolling up you and me hot summers all night
Days in your Acura
jack
I doubled up and tripled that, soldiers where your pistols at?
Life wrong move lose the gift of that
Why they callin us the most consistent?
to reconcile
I rather be in prison or in hell
First thing's first lemme set some ground rules
Don't be a snitch to impress your bitches
Don't be a fool n think
Hey
You seem to have an awful lot to say
They
Don't see the silly little games you always play
Crying in the moonlight
Waste away the day
Trying hard
got nothing to bring me joy in life
Like im fighting demons but in losing fights
Smile durin the day gone by the night
When i talk bout my feelings that
Apple Jack in my Apple Jacks
Gotta stay lit when I’m sober can’t handle that
… Nah
Life so crazy all I know to do is ball
Life too short ima live it til
But still be a cold day in Hell when you hear that
Guru or Premier ever tell suckers get sales
But they fail in the long run that kid who went gold yo
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