Lyrics:
Riding the tram home at night feeling my city´s heartbeat / Helsinki shitty
park streets / Urban safari / It´s my city, my life, my day, my night /
and watch yah shake it yah
Wouldn't change thing
I love this life I live
Off that Lucy in Hollywood
I might just trip
8 chains 2 bracelets
Yah you know I drop
The Oak Ridge Boys – The American Dream
(Written By Keith Stegall & Gary Harrison)
Well they moved away from the
Farms they did not own
To live
Something that she will and won't know
Strapped and my dick, got a coat
Better when she ain't from the code
Long live Lloyd on bro
Taught me a bit
go
You better live your life before you pass away
Don't waste a day
All your life
You've been locked in you room you've never had a chance to roam
the part
And ima throw it up, and watch them just grab
You better live life cause its going by fast
Yea feeling like a million bucks tonight we gon live it
for life
Show me your ho and I'll be fuckin' that bitch by midnight (but see)
It ain't nothin' nice, shakin' these niggas like dice
I told you once,
nigga, nigga
"What if America loved black people like they love black culture?"
Here's a story 'bout your life
And if you could live it right
It's
I cannot live without uh, I cannot live without uh,
I cannot live withou-, I cannot live without, I cannot live without
I cannot live without flexin'
eventually ceases to
Be controlled by a fear of what
Life can bring - James Baldwin
For well over a year 50 Cent
Had been working on what
Was meant to be hist
[Chorus - 2x]
Let me live my life, nigga don't fuck with me
To deal out these deeds, then you die
And when it's my time hope I don't, cry
[Z-Ro]
Living in
on triggers
And I knew for certain if I continued
Living life all simple
Jail would be the only institution I'd be able to get into
So I laced by boots
Hit
Denny's and conduct symphonies
You fuckin with me, you won't live to see tomorrow, faggot!
I keep it gangsta, storin bodies in a dusty attic
You can't talk
institutions on the urban side
Every perfectly paved pathway is a courtesy
That lets us coexist with what they call, divine
Playgrounds, pavilions, park
And if the world was yours to do over, I know you'd paint a better place to live
Where the colours would swirl and the boys and girls can grow in peace
told what the Matrix is
You must be shown
I had a dream I was trapped in a world of metal
Where sirens echo
Above the urban ghetto
I saw it
Even though
a crook with a deal
If my record don't sell I'ma rob and steal
You better recognize, nigga, I'm straight from the street
These industry niggas is
And glass people
Weak, beaten down and feeble
Society probably wants me to give up
Society probably wants me to give up
As I live up to be my best
In a test,
The four deadly horsemen of modern times
Oh my, don't cry, shouldn't be a surprise
That we're the best underground of our own time
I'm taking your life so
horrors in my life
I mean that shit that turn you white
Just like a ghost or all that stuff you sniffing (Hahahaha)
Was always driven to the blood and gore
we get you packin
If you talkin down or lackin
Imma pull the 9 out
By surprise firecrackin
Imma pull the 9 out
If he live he get slackin
When i pull
the magnificent
Job You're doing as You sovereignly rule planet earth. I see Your divine
Signature on everything from creation, to people's lives. And You
our youth is gettin' murdered by
the D.A. says they got me on a felony
I'm tryin' to live my life, so what the fuck is you tellin' me?
The streets
listen to my shit and you hear about the urban life
Of people losing lives but now I'm back with all the vibes
I hope you get to feel them cause I wrote
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