Lyrics:
he hits the mic like Mix-master
This the Battle of Troy with no Pastor
Slicker than a can of oil with no Castor
Chill in the front of the flight,
the window in the wind.
The cars go by,
Yeah it's all we've been given,
So you better start livin' right now
'Cause days go by,
Oh and a woo-hoo
Out
Pastor Troy:
A sad day for da rap game im about to tell em my name(Pastor!!!!!)
a.k.a they call me megatron da cepracon i flip into a gun and burn
One day, I was livin' in sin and the next day
I was livin' for Him
One day, all I did was get high til I realized
That's not the way to get by
One
baptized (Baptized)
We was livin' up in College Park (College Park)
Midnight, heard the gunfight (Gunfight)
Playin' football at Forest Park (Forest Park)
Ooh, yeah, SNP livin' the good life
Can you pace platinum and gold
Lexus, drop top, gold
Big houses, crazy dough
Mad lucci, crazy Gucci
Knowin'
to seein' youth just bein' youth
Trying to erase the mundane (Today) and every day
That they livin' through, it's given to em, true, and yes
It's chastely
of damn shame
And yous a damn lame thankin that my fo don't ride
So Paul will work them all y'all to the east side
[Hook]
[Pastor Troy]
Last but not least
the type you shoot dice with and win dawg
Unless you want to get your ass laid out in Gilmore
He had some soldiers, 'mind me Troy and E-Bags
When they
yourself
It ain't right, what you put your momma through, young G
Gotta change your life, take the game from me
This ain't livin'
[Chorus: x2]
the pound put yo hand down
Boy
Might turn Baltimore or Illinois
Harvey said thank God that it's a boy
Preach to these niggas
Shout out to Pastor troy
Niggas
the sign
They say we can't be livin' like this for the rest of our lives
What, we gon' be livin' like this for the rest of tonight
And you know they
slick, the oil castor
I'm in a different space, you couldn't get in with NASA
Like pastor, Troy we ready
Me and Eddie we get to the fetty
You couldn't stop
the oil castor
I'm in a different space, you couldn't get in with NASA
Like pastor, Troy we ready
Me and Eddie we get to the fetty
You couldn't stop
Twas a dark day in Dallas, November '63
A day that will live on in infamy
President Kennedy was a-ridin' high
Good day to be livin' and a good day
not Tito
Have a couple babies, now let her get up
If we prayed and respected by big and the little
Riddle by the stock exchange rockgame
Get
the streets, a young runaway, live for today
When he died, I could hear him say (Thug Life, baby!)
Time goes by, puffin' on lye
Hopin' that it gets me high
[Pastor Troy]
I'm the muthafucking president (come on, come on) 3x
Watch how I represent
Verse 1:
From the land where the constitution stand while
So I was inspired by my grandfather to write this song
Through his journey
I learned to always be grateful
For the life I was given
And no matter
You gotta live by the rules
I know the business cuz I been in the pen when
I was only 19, Southsider front lining
And still riding' till this day
Aint
Yeah, yeah
Representer
Street niggas, I'm a representer
East Gary, I'm a representer
Rest in peace, granny, I'ma represent her
Made it through
want to play with that toy
Droppin' this heat like an asteroid
Good in the south like Pastor Troy
Pull up aside of a 1977
Sittin' back and sippin' my
the window in the wind
The cars go by...
Yeah it's all we've been given,
So you better start livin' right now
'Cause days go by...
Oh and a woo-hoo...
[Pastor Troy]
I'm the muthafucking president (come on, come on) [3x]
Watch how I represent
[Verse 1:]
From the land where the constitution stand
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