Lyrics:
Can I live 'til my last day
Hittin' honies that be nasty
Gettin' money in the fast way
And I only care halfway
But I still can't let you pass me
looks could kill
I would die in your arms 'cause that's the way to go
And I won't disappoint you 'cause you will never know
For every second that I
You wanna be me, I know what you want (I know)
But you ain't gotta pull no publicity stunt (no)
Live by the gun then you die by the gun
Ain't gotta
Take my hand, I'll show you the wild side
Like it's the last night of our lives
(Uh, huh) we'll keep dancin til we die
I hear your heart beat
The Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer of the Roc
I take my chain, my 15 seconds of fame
And come back next year with the whole fucking game
Ain't nobody expect
got, got a banana
Bird better not say shit 'til
He move his grandma
Sensay I know you still live with your Nana
So why the fuck you act
Like you armed
of drama, I'm the first to break wild til they all die
This is how we ride
Not knowing if we'll live or die
Catch me rolling with my motherfucking guns
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly 'til you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices, either squeeze or peel, now that's real
What
is cyber, I came from the bottom
Right by the soil right where the rose came
I'm too private to try to expose lames
And I'm too violent to be
Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore
But some days I sit and wish I was a kid again
Back in the days when I was young I'm not
and tell the world I'm gone
Live free by his patience and peace
Live free by his patience and peace and tell the flesh I'm gone
Live free by his joy
the lime juice in
I know how to live (I know how to live)
I know how to die too
You could jump off a building
Eat mushroom for healing
Put acid in your
Sho' ain't got a whole lot of time
So shake you shimmy,
Sister
'Cause honey I sure is feelin' time
7: The Ballad Of The Sad Young Men
Sing a song
freedom ain't free, we got to do it together
That means (what?), by whatever means necessary
I'm doing God's work, so that means I'm too blessed to worry
for days, weeks, months, years
Enough to last me til the day
I die and and after that
I call this rap The Centenary
Coz there's a hundred
Bars worth
her cousins
Bottled by the one she wouldn't marry
Who wishes that she loved him
He tried struggling
But seven of them all punching him
He bleeds 'til
cry if I couldn't get it right
By my second try
I'll be lost till the second I die
Look me in my eyes
I ain't come back here for the nothing
I know that
Dreamin’ I’m awake and refuse to die young
Dreamin’ I’m awake and refuse to die young
All set to pack my bags and move on
Tryin’ to live right but give in
A young stunner (stunner)
'Til I D-I-E (Lord, help me)
You can do what you wanna
Live how you wanna
Spend what you wanna
Be who you wanna be
A young
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one
We cry for peace (uh-huh) but we live for war
(You know I got that chopper in the Chevy,
I'm happy to live 'til I die
I can look at the world with the most understanding
From my tenement flat on the second landing
It's been raining
One dollar and eighty-seven cents
That was all
She had put it aside
One cent and then another
And then another
In a careful buying of meat and other
I must be daydreaming I'm thinking about my bitch
Til this motherfucker woke me up and cough quick
And as they checked me butt naked and balls
Credits like crack, blow it up by the gram
Edit my stack, holy fuck I'm the man
Up til seven every morning losing track of the time
My morning commute is
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