Lyrics:
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(this is still 70 south)
Niggas with two strikes that don't wanna see the third (nah), I feel you
It's the Don Makaveli - live my life
that back ahh
Balling and dunking ma life is a ball
Rolling for the streets, shooting for the moon
Back in the studio we call it the ghetto
We cooking
us, it ain't on us
They been tryna duplicate our city, but can't clone us
Lay it on us, Lil Phillip belong to us
Mob figures like Jacka, Rydah,
Money is an issue, and that's on the fa' shizzle my nizzle
Ya block warm, then I come by with the fizzle
And make fa' sho' I get to work mines, for part
its getting' closer
I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on
I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, hold on, hold on
I see
a pimp make money like a mint
Gettin money is the only time life make sense
People like me, but people like spiders
And spiders eat flies and you
Know what
Money is an issue, and that's on the fa' shizzle my nizzle
Ya block warm, then I come by with the fizzle
And make fa' sho' I get to work mines, for part
the life, life, life, life, life, the life
This is the life, life, life, life, life, the life
I can't go on like this, knowing that I'm just gettin' by
Justice by us, revenge is a bitch
Now's the time to deal with it
Where the system fails we now prevail
Your innocence is my retribution
Eye for
the violence
All you hear is gun shots fallowed by sirens
If they get behind me ima take em on one
Got that 40 on me extended with a long one
Nigga fuck with
Miami Vice is small time,L.A's the big league
From the rollin' 60's to the nickerson "G"
Pueblos,grape street,this is what I see
The jungle,the 30's,the
body, yeah she got a bubble butt
Pretty eyes, curly hair, got a nigga stunned
If this choppa hungry yeah let it eat for lunch
Yeah
Yeah
Let it eat for
substitutin crack for music
I mean dope tapes
This is how we would make it. (There it is right there)
For all you playas hustlaz ballas and even
substitutin crack for music
I mean dope tapes
This is how we would make it. (There it is right there)
For all you playas hustlaz ballas and even
youth of the ghettos
And one by one we are being wiped off the face of this earth
At an extremely alarming rate
And even more alarming is the fact
ain't what you want
And if this is the realist shit I wrote
I'll say it with my last breath
They bout to write my name in stone
I'm on that mob shit
I'm
lunch by lakes
MJand meet a hundred different bitches when I drop new tapes
I had to sacrifice, get things right
In this rap life, I paid my dues
dream to come and change their life,
Selfish people think they so important,
Everything they about is distorted,
Their thoughts are sordid with evil
through
For you i'm aware that
This is an autobiography
But I also don't want to
Make this all about me
I want to help anyone struggling in life and
To make
world to be our savior
And that Christ is returning, someday soon
To unfold the wonderful plan of eternity, for my life and your life
As long as we're
the mobs are out, mind you
Now show up, show up
I know I shouldn't say this
But a diamond is all that I would need right now, man
Come down, come down
to poke 'em like a cactus
Told that bitch to roll the Philly for the game, and she talking about practice
The Maybach is A.I
Artificial intelligence
of a CRAZY feud
I just grow my herbs and smoke my pipe
I have a tiny house bro tHIS IS MY LIFE
I just do what I can to get by
Then the mobs and griefers screw
This is your call, there are no wrongs
See you'll never conclude with anyone else
Don't think the same as everyone else
If I had everything,
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