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Born 2 Live

O.C.

Word...Life

1994

Sha-rone, he's bad to the bone, Boo's little sidekick
And a bad ass mouth, he used to feist it on Harmon Street
With Zach, Leo and Ed
Me Jody and Boop by

Born 2 Live [Remix]

O.C.

Word...Life

1994

Sha-rone, he's bad to the bone, Boo's little sidekick
And a badass mouth, he used to feist it on Harmon Street
with Zach, Leo and Ed
Me Jody and Boop by

the rap game to win it
Man, this is funny
By the way, I'm playing
I don't evade my taxes, I.R.S. don't come after me
Okay, I pay my taxes
I'm a law-abiding

and slide to the darkest side
Finding our way
Bout a year passed us by
I'm so happy bitch I could fly
But it's crazy
Everybody around me keep asking why
We

What whenever
And who wherever 
I took the coal and applied the pressure
Fuck your efforts 
My nigga said " Come on ZA nigga it's now or never" 
"Zach

don't u think to intervene
Yea my flow is mean
Have niggas crying like woah is me
All the weed I smoke is Putin
While I roll a Russian Creme
The way that

never tell no lies
Away from the streets 
Finding my way back home 
Had to get in my zone 
Not on this journey all alone , Yeah
I could tell by the look

finding my peace
Weak in the knees
Need to start finding my feet
Please please please
Down is where I stay
Feeling fine just where I lay
For tomorrow I

for my youth
As I start to grow older
But I'm so far gone
Can't see no coming closer
Moving fast but let me take my time
Just to go by slower
Appreciate

The fence hard
Link 
Our hands now
Fall

So far on the other side


Help 
Me
Finding hard
I lost my way 
Help
Me 
But lost in hell 
I can’t escape 


They try

Now i go by the hunch kick shit like a punt
Left pocket full of hunds right pocket full of runts
Saw my people eating and they ain't leave a nigga

(Braybizzle)
You niggas is big snitches like some New York rats got the plug keep calling i Randolph like Zach im giving niggs hell like I’m riding in the cat my

of the cross road
You yelled my name
Would've been the last I heard it
Sitting by the tracks last night
Smoke through my finger tips
Hidden from your naked eye

fight me
Cuz I bench 330 and I just got my Glock Cleaned
In the trap I'm like Serena by the way that I be serving
Doing cocaine in the limo tell

Born with Nothing, Die with Everything

Papa Roach

lovehatetragedy

2002

lousy hand-out
Clinched fists I'll fight my way out
Fight my way out
Find my way out

People wake up
And sing along
I trust no one
My trust is

wait for better days
What I need is better ways
So confused I'm in a haze
Momma this is not a phase

My life is a fucking maze
So I just sit back

take my bills and digits by the triple
You look a little lost so let me lay it simple (lay it simple)
I'm stuck with a lazy eye lid but I see it as more

my bride
Eyes wide
Seen a whole brand new 
Hoe side
Past that now Zach
Never crash again NASDAQ
Lookin ass really wishing 
I would go to backlash

Feeling my way through the darkness
Guided by a beating heart
I can't tell where the journey will end
But I know where it starts
They tell me I'm too

live this way for me
I need it for y'all
Put a Bean in my drawls
I Call my grandmother by her middle name cause she a queen to us all
Shout out to Gussie

Yeah yeah yeah yeah
C, Z
Rose from the swamps write my bars with a Chete
Vs Freddy count the body count these body bags heavy
Surrounded by

happening by accident
Everything transcends through time the way that I see it
And I just probably rose him from the dead with my lyrics
It is crazy how some

money than Oprah
His life be sad like a soap op
Zach and codeine man this life tastin sweet
I'm at chipotle I'm poppin these beans
I got the lettuce my

sit on the shelf
I want like 30 mil by the time that I'm 30 inside of my bank account
I got like 40 ways I could die by tomorrow, drop 31 under my belt