Lyrics:
never part at all
To see each other's lives
Evolve and hypnotise
We were fighting with a young heart
We were running with a head start
Fighting with
Testing 1, 2 1, 2
Dig this, we come live and direct to bring the noise
I got my boy and this is how we do it
My mind is seeking
Seeking occupying by
We know you're only young
But feel free to speak your mind
Do not work and do not pray
Ignore the bores at school
Live your life your own way
gonna fold
No
Kicking back we only live by the truth
I know who I am I ain't worried bout you
I'm out of this world I'm as high as the moon
Never come
the rich
Five, only strong will survive
Four, 'cause we live by the sword
Three, plus sixty degrees
Two, for the black and the blue
One, for the sun,
muthafuckas ain't
Stood up to live listen
When the wind blows, it carries my struggle
And all the pain that I bear
There's a consequence of learning to smuggle
of here
Inner peace
Fighting demons
Enemies out of here
Out of here
Fuck out of here
Living a lie
Dying to live
I'm living to die (aye)
World in my palm
boy
On the outskirts, of what works
Live those who go for broke, and merk to get merked
Live by the sword and die by the semi
Not part of my ways, but
When it’s time to go
This is getting outta control
No justice
No peace
Is it safe for me to walk down the street
Will I be gunned down by a police
never coming home so they live in life through me/ so I tell the story about the pain and glory into my mind start to be free/ I entered the walls/ didn't
a slice of what's mine
Like where the fuck our money going cause there's people that's dying
Like every day in the streets
We be fighting for peace
I get no
we had
My heart get full and my mind relax
And I can live in peace because your souls at rest
Without a warning
mercy
Lord by Your Grace she wants to live straight
But right now Lord she's too curvy
Perfect man is too dirty, Lord nobody can meet your standards
So
Live back at 'cha Westside baby
Aight fuck it, we gone flip some new shit now
You heard "All Eyez on Me," niggas know what time it is
(Makaveli
Live back at 'cha Westside baby
Aight fuck it, we gone flip some new shit now
You heard "All Eyez on Me," niggas know what time it is
(Makaveli
that's the old me
Keep it Simple, keep it solid, the involvement in the profit
All those years and all that trust, so much pain and all for nothing
I was
To the first years of my life, my inspiration
I remember Elm Street
A-S-H-E-B-O-R-O
The first place I would call my home
I remember Elm Street
A-S-H-E-B-O-R-O
and registration
By pointing your weapon like we neglecting your simple demands
Then go to squeezing when we start reaching for what you just ask
Quote stop
And now things changin' a lot, he fuck with my authority
Then he shall see shells
But not by the seashore if he gangbangin' or not
It's simple
got jumped
By insecure punks, pumped up from the drugs
Maybe the case, shall we escape?
Advised to evacuate, need to get my mind straight
Ain't fucking
wit all this gave me they hate to cherish
But still I made it
A made nigga made by the game
Made for war
My aim is simple and plain
Yah wether
by this foolishness
30 years old man still want nothing do with this
Try to find career and a beer on the weekend
And a freak he could take
had a cause
Just to find out the sabotage
Couldn't see through the camouflage
I was in da streets fighting odds
When da cuban links
She changes how she
on these streets
Now you are no longer here
My thoughts seem like an island
Marooned in years gone by
And the place where I live now
Is so far away from
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