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Lyrics
chorus 2x
this life i lead
never went for the greed
i fought 4 what i got
by bleedin 4 what i need
this life i lead
full of bullets n weed
how can one emcee
own it lyrically
verse
this life is a fight, i feel da pain when i write//
my weapon of choice-my pen-instead of a knife//
i got- ink in ma veins//i'm not-thinkin of games//
so much-shyt in ma head, i got-stink on my brain//
it pains me, thinkin about how moms raised me//
nobody praised me, but it never fazed me//
it's crazy, i picture a perfect past//
where moms n dads last and no guns or gangs blastin//
each other away-at da age of 18//
peep down my street, n all u could see//
was real emcees freein' on bootleg CDs//
sweepin the streets clean-fulfillin their dream//
legally-makin da green & color's unseen//
every hood keepin teams-for pushin the trees//
dope dealers n drug fiends would be history//
the n.a.r.c. would mind their Ps &//
Q's...yo our views is skewed//
take me back 2 the fukin days-when shyt was cool//
no worries except school-not this half-ass fool//
intendin 2 use me as a fukin tool//
to blow up muthafukkin nations & steal they fuel//
i'm crazy to mistake these fukkin lies as truth//
the fukk have we come to? we better change soon//
before God roll up through with his holy crew, yo...
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