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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #1,611
Peak in subgenre #907
Author
Teidricc
Rights
Funky Town Inc.
Uploaded
May 31, 2003
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Lyrics
Live my life //
walk my shoes//
On a path of right or wrong would you choose being dirt broke//
Or would you live a rich life with sin, either way mistake, god damn I can’t win for losing//
Live my life //
walk my shoes//
On a path of right or wrong would you choose being dirt broke//
Or would you live a rich life with sin, either way mistake, god damn I can’t win for losing//
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Enter my mind state//
I beg you to feel me//
I translate my “verb” to “sign” so you “definitely” hear me// the best of the rest so you fear me//
fuck ya smile and laugh// cuz I don’t show no sympathy for fake niggaz hiding in masks// the wrath of the rapid wrecka// Keep it hotta than Mecca//
But when I creep round niggaz block it’s like a drop of the weather// got niggaz staring at me// (what foe?)
I gives a fuckz// Cuz I ain’t did shit but I bet my 9 kids’ll buck//
This life revolves round trust but it’s often that I,// Picture my homeboys greedy, eating the life of my pie//
And you can’t I ain’t try, lie I’ll send you to hell// This nigga begged to get back in school but the teachers ain’t care and neither did the dean// mawphuck ya whole damn facility// I’ll never live happily until I rip you bitches savagely//
I ain’t the average G// I was birthed in flames // Godly demon on earth// so worship my name
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Live my life //
walk my shoes//
On a path of right or wrong would you choose being dirt broke//
Or would you live a rich life with sin, either way mistake, god damn I can’t win for losing//
Live my life //
walk my shoes//
On a path of right or wrong would you choose being dirt broke//
Or would you live a rich life with sin, either way mistake, god damn I can’t win for losing//
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And fuck these damn crackaz,, say it proudly// I’m a racist mawphucka and you can’t get it out me//
Kill whitey,, smack a cracka when you see one white trash slut named arora swallowed my semen//
Imma backstabbing nigga learned not to have friends cuz greed’ll leave you subject to bleed and outta luck Ben// shit, I don’t even trust kin// Blood of ya own line a leave yo ass lying in pine in due time for the right price// shit ya own cousin a fuck ya life// He’ll buck ya twice go to your crib and fuck ya wife// Niggaz cold as ice// Thats why I got the fire flame features// deadly creatures// nuclear warhead heat seekers// ta poooof (blow em up baby) vanish from my site heathen// I’ll leave you bitches layed on ya back barely breathing// see I ain’t the average G// I was birthed in flames // Godly demon on earth// so worship my name
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Live my life //
walk my shoes//
On a path of right or wrong would you choose being dirt broke//
Or would you live a rich life with sin, either way mistake, god damn I can’t win for losing//
Live my life //
walk my shoes//
On a path of right or wrong would you choose being dirt broke//
Or would you live a rich life with sin, either way mistake, god damn I can’t win for losing//
After I’m drunk I’m getting// N I can’t deny// there’s 2 hot as “me”// “Myself “and “I”//
Yo gimme dap Cap’n, yell whatz happ’n, known fa scrap’n errry thing I touch turn platinum//
Miracle rhyme divine heavenly spiritual lines can only be conceived with hope// open ya mind //
foe I split ya scapula// brain surgeo
