Lyrics:
Bronx tale
I was raised by my fuckin' uncles
Eight years old shooting dice
I made my first hunnid'
I can tell you niggas broke
Thats your first money
That
flying by
Never knew how to trust, but I would try
I always liked a bit of trouble
In this life of mine, go
Well, I don't have an answer
For these
head, the worst were the people around me
“I was so caught up in saving everyone else,
I never thought to save myself.”
My thoughts sounded like a whisper
to come at us you must be losing touch
You will get smoked like a
Dutch by the master
Actually a slave of the master
But I'm gettin' paid
If a bastard wanna
eyes
And I'm surrounded by these people I
Would give up my life for
This is why we get high for
If I could commit to you, I won't
Something tell me that
this
I put on my cape and go save the day
Yeah, I be flying on them
My niggas in the bay they get that paper like the 49ers homie
I send my little
all up and put the trapping down,
I got addicted to the life I ain’t mad about it,
I fell in love with it like it got a drug in it
Maybe cuz it does I
and you've heard of a bird, of the greatest white bird
and you start every day start looking out to see if it's coming your way
Fueled by Jim Beam Black
Fresh-cut thoughts, lonely for companions
A limited shelf life
A blackened lung, three dollar well drinks
And the bartender
G.G.O., Ghetto Government Official
Razah, 4th Disciple
[Chorus: x2]
Hip hop is a way of life, it's in my breath
The way I, breathe and step,
I've seen the darkness
Beat down on the world
Demons awaken into the fallen souls
Love crushed by the people's folly
Sometimes I become aware
a simple kind of life
And happiness is easy, it's a story that you tell, it's a teardrop in your eye
And I had a dream that he died, and then he died,
judged by the Father,
Life is a trial,
And a sentence when it's passed,
So forgive us for our sins and the greedy things we've asked,
Chorus:
Now this is
the rich kid to the back of the bar, threatened him with his life
Said hey little girl your date had to leave, now you're gonna be my wife
I guess his
Wild blue and yonder
Which way to go
Wild blue and yonder
Wear white in the snow
Pack seven sandwiches
It's farther than you know from here
Witch in
Easy, Everyone Should Take It Easy.
You Got To Slow Down Before It Is Too Late.
To Stresses And Strains Of Modern Life Say No.
Years Are Passing By,
I
the screams
Got my rusty blade, all the same
Just to make you bleed
I'm a cop killer, big thriller, I was made by Frank Miller
Black and white, you see
Up to no good, incarcerated Crescentwood
Pushing insane, thinking I was John Wayne
Life was looking grim, can you hear me, can you hear me, you
pain love - hate
Omnia Vinat Amor
Scar me with all of your lies, I'll be the one that you don't trust save me the one you despise, you'll be
actin' up
I'm a Philly nigga for life
You ain't half as tough you tried to
Shit on the clan only pissed on ya hand
Now that's what the fuck
You get
to sacrifice your life
For what you believe in
you ball drop
That's a fumble put the semi to your ball spot
By all means get it how you live
Just know theres consequences if you cross the family biz
Tried to divide us
They tried to conquer us
Yet we still thrive
Got my head up high
I'm just a black man tryna get by
Nothing more, nothing less
of life where we were lost and couldn't been found
The only thing that mattered were your beautiful blue eyes
And so it went and so it goes but when you
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