(feat. Inspectah Deck) [Intro: Inspectah Deck] I'm a victim of the very song I sing These mean streets of N.Y.C. Got a hold of me, just when I thought I was out They pull me back in... Aiyo.. [Inspectah Deck:] I've been, thrown in the bullpens over again And I've been, sent up a river not built to swim I had, diamonds and furs all at a young age And I had, fame and fortune, name on the front page I got, shot at and sliced twice over some dice And I got, set up by broads one night while gettin' nice I've seen, the livest thug cat die over drugs And I've seen, the little nigga that fire the slugs The hood, gave me free lunch, dumps and Johnny pumps The hood, gave me free base, gates and shotty pumps They found, Sonya son, face down in the trash And they found, the loaded gun and eight rounds in the grass It's real, some images'll make your wide eyes closed It's real, I don't regret it, it's the life I chose I made, money and love, move bundles in loads And I made, plenty of foes, that's the way it goes [Chorus: Inspectah Deck] When you livin' in the G-H-E-T-T-O Daily the gun shuts blow Since we chose this life, I suppose That's just the way it goes Livin' in the G-H-E-T-T-O Daily the gun shuts blow Since we chose this life, I suppose That's just the way it goes [Inspectah Deck:] I feel, that it's a set back, death in a trap And I feel, the foul presence, so a weapon is strapped You live? You be talking the town for short time You live? They be hawkin' you down with long knives And still, these are the good times, I wouldn't contest But still, I don't believe this is good as it gets We tried, to beat the game, playin' possum, we die And we tried, to ease the pain, stayin' constantly high It's like, you gotta fight for your life to break bread It's like, there's more cops on the block then baseheads That's why, I drop a jewel, spit rude on tape And that's why, it's possible to keep food on the plate I strive, to persevere, though my dunns ain't here And I strive, surprised I made it thirty somewhat years For now, I get the Presidents, ya hustle low-key For life, I represent the H-Double O-D [Chorus]
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Copy to Clipboard: (feat. Inspectah Deck) [Intro: Inspectah Deck] I'm a victim of the very song I sing These mean streets of N.Y.C. Got a hold of me, just when I thought I was out They pull me back in... Aiyo.. [Inspectah Deck:] I've been, thrown in the bullpens over again And I've been, sent up a river not built to swim I had, diamonds and furs all at a young age And I had, fame and fortune, name on the front page I got, shot at and sliced twice over some dice And I got, set up by broads one night while gettin' nice I've seen, the livest thug cat die over drugs And I've seen, the little nigga that fire the slugs The hood, gave me free lunch, dumps and Johnny pumps The hood, gave me free base, gates and shotty pumps They found, Sonya son, face down in the trash And they found, the loaded gun and eight rounds in the grass It's real, some images'll make your wide eyes closed It's real, I don't regret it, it's the life I chose I made, money and love, move bundles in loads And I made, plenty of foes, that's the way it goes [Chorus: Inspectah Deck] When you livin' in the G-H-E-T-T-O Daily the gun shuts blow Since we chose this life, I suppose That's just the way it goes Livin' in the G-H-E-T-T-O Daily the gun shuts blow Since we chose this life, I suppose That's just the way it goes [Inspectah Deck:] I feel, that it's a set back, death in a trap And I feel, the foul presence, so a weapon is strapped You live? You be talking the town for short time You live? They be hawkin' you down with long knives And still, these are the good times, I wouldn't contest But still, I don't believe this is good as it gets We tried, to beat the game, playin' possum, we die And we tried, to ease the pain, stayin' constantly high It's like, you gotta fight for your life to break bread It's like, there's more cops on the block then baseheads That's why, I drop a jewel, spit rude on tape And that's why, it's possible to keep food on the plate I strive, to persevere, though my dunns ain't here And I strive, surprised I made it thirty somewhat years For now, I get the Presidents, ya hustle low-key For life, I represent the H-Double O-D [Chorus]
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