My life story strictly business never blew my chance Moms kicked me out the house when I was flippin ";I'm the Man"; Put the boys on the street, make them walk this beat Teach them how to eat, and to seek for peace Son I stamped this name Livin' Proof cause I mean what I say Bring the fake to reality and make them pay Yo these ghetto rhyme stories got em scared to death I'm tryin to get the fuck out, see what the world's about Check it nineteen-eighty-six is when I reached my peak Take my brothers outta state and tried to make some ends meet First destinate your sector then it's just like that Makin moves with my brothers and there's no turnin back We got thirty-six grams on the scale right now Gettin ready with my brothers time to break the shit down I'm not about killin my people but you know how it go Work with me not against me and we'll make mad dough Wear my co-defendant out when I break down with rap Hold me back and give me love and now I'm givin it back A unique sound from the streets and it's just so sweet My Livin' Proof life story, let me break it in piece
Yo I rock on the block with the real hip-hop As you start to clock... and jock Yo, I'm comin off with mad rage Eighteen, and hittin the real stage But don't worry bout me, cause I'm makin it And if I can't have it, then I'm takin it That's how it is, cause I'm livin trife Where's my knife, take a chance witcha life Rappers decapitate, and disintegrate You I will mutilate, when I penetrate Go for the one when I say raid A hit man for hire and I wanna get paid Cause bullets are sprayed and anybody is laid More money is made and that's the family trade See I make moves and tell wh
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Yo I rock on the block with the real hip-hop As you start to clock... and jock Yo, I'm comin off with mad rage Eighteen, and hittin the real stage But don't worry bout me, cause I'm makin it And if I can't have it, then I'm takin it That's how it is, cause I'm livin trife Where's my knife, take a chance witcha life Rappers decapitate, and disintegrate You I will mutilate, when I penetrate Go for the one when I say raid A hit man for hire and I wanna get paid Cause bullets are sprayed and anybody is laid More money is made and that's the family trade See I make moves and tell wh
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