Lyrics:
(Verse 2)
Live my life BANGKOK, Crotona in the Bronx
From the block, Now Im in that BANGKOK
Pay attention how the kid rock,
Still got that JUICE like Pac
Causin examinin, paralyze
Although they choose to itemize lives
[Chorus x2]
[Freestyle of Arsonists]
Continue infiltration by
And thinkin' how you danced on the disco scene
My name appears in your mind,
Yeah, a name you know that was right on time
It was Phase Two just doin' a do
the Outlawz
Bad Azz representin' the L.B.C. Crew
What you wanna do?
You know how we do it
Time goes by
? puffin on lye
Hopin that it get me high
Got
adrift
washed ashore their bodies
consumed by nothingness
One by one and two by two
They follow
One by one and two by two
They swallow
One by one and two
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
(Yeah whatever)
From ninety-two to ninety-nine
One time for your mind, one time (Yeah whatever)
are straight
negitive birth by rate
only a matter of time before you start to mate
why last ten commercial all the couples mix raced
you think im
in sync?
Out looking for the camera crews
Sell my soul for a second on the evening news
Am I in sync?
Live 'til the bubble pops
Hold my breath
I have a dream
That one day
This nation will rise up
Live out the true meaning of its creed:
We hold these truths to be self evident
That all men are
I wish it was easier to live up to what I say
Lately I have been okay
And my headache went away
Now it takes you like 2 days
I'm being put up
You bully bro? You wanna harm me?
I got my crew by my side, it's army
Words are weapons, I gotta let my bars speak
One little, two little, three
[Intro: Relay & Mic Anthony]
Conversation
[Bridge: Naomi Asia]
Am I crazy? Or out of my mind?
Thinking bout you lately
What are we doing?
Where are
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
have a check at all
- check one check two now I'm through with you
And all the Heavyweight crew puttin it down, Ten Cent Eve
Doin it at Project
a second time to photobomb it
I live by a code of demonic, Illuminati, Obama, Hovanomics
Hold up, hurdles in life, I hop in a Turbo and roll around 'em
it
They always say I wish I had a mind like you
Live a life like you and ride by you
Know it's going down you come inside my room and
I need all my
cha want to do?
want to ride with, want to roll with the crew, get live with the crew?
In 99, it's time to shine with the crew
Yo what cha, what
2
Never let them tell you what you
Can or you can't do
They don't know where you stand
'cause they aren't you
Love yourself to the core
Even when it's
jacks pot to fill in my crates
We laid back chillin' and feelin' the music relates
We on the, to the two hangin' with my crew
Bullshittin' while we
shaka's
Small head-build, means you the small-time nigga
With small thoughts, and small means, of gettin' small figures
By all means, expedite, "Live
lies, to our children
Telling lies, to our babies
Only truth, can take us...
Verse 2:
I don't want no computer chip in my arm
I don't want to die by
GS's, sendin' messages
Two and two makes four, Cristal's crazily pour
Gun wars, my crew feel 'em like swords
With the green leathers, hundred pound
GS's, sendin' messages
Two and two makes four, Cristal's crazily pour
Gun wars, my crew feel 'em like swords
With the green leathers, hundred pound
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