Текст пісні The Life - Kurupt

The Life

Pen and pads in the lav Sippin genuine drafts and no cash I ain’t the first and
I’ll be damned if I’m the last Roosevelt drive, clay courts from cliffs to az
El drex: Aiyyo wassup how you feel me I’m chill But I’m still tryin to make a mi
ll inside sharon hill >from where I stand I see it’s time to expand To foreig
n lands for hundreds of grands and white sands Kurupt: You know it’s about that
time Niggaz set and prepare your rhymes Start off and a little after nine, bump
n grind Sexual, young intellectual With a whole lot of life to live, just a chi
ld El drex: It’s 2−5-2−5 little town of shit You can call a sharon hill and a d
ogg be town shit I wouldn’t break bad if you come from out of town 'cause I’m do
wn by law and I’m from tha deuce pound Chorus: Having to survive living in the
life Got to stay alive living in the life Have to survive Living in the life El
drex: Yo, so how you want it, you want silence or violence Plus, me and my crew
shine like the n on new balance The most talent where girls fly They hopin cham
pagne gets pop and it don’t stop These jealous cat cut g’s keroodle with top We
can cruise the city block like yachts Y’all niggaz worse than the cops Kurupt:
Before I smoke, I tote my first tote A fool or here sneakin young bulls red bull
s Me k-i-d, the elite mc >from the hill, got my top chopped by a tree On the
hill, too young to flare one It’s all about rhymes and fair ones Show me the mic
and bust like a flair gun Don’t shove me or push me, I give sucka punches Now w
hat’s the deal El drex: You sucka cats be wildin and wanna fool now And pull th
e tool now why can’t we keep it on the cool now I make a new route to get my cre
w out my peeps no doubt And then when school out, it probably when the album’s d
ue out And when you see me, the cream from my pocket ooze out Forever player and
winner and never lose out Kurupt (el drex): Tell me do you remember (yeah, I r
emember back when) When conway park (yeah, I remember back then) Sneakin in the
firehouse, the fun begins (next week, instead of then) And I’m be sneakin again
See back in the day, it was all about flows Coolin out the t-la rock and mic str
oll I go next door to see my nigga man bang Sneak in the basement, couple sips o
f ing bing I feel all right, I could rock all night No plots and schemes, just m
illion dollar dreams Money like a mothafucka homie gimme mine’s paid I come stom
pin like a parade, the escapade Psychotic anolyisis as I consume a whole carton
of mushrooms We clear sight, the day lights like the night A closet full of fran
klin’s, a g’s paradise A nice 40 ounce of o-e on ice Precise poetical poltergeis
t on mics El drex: Well, it’s the el baby, baby the el baby baby The one that r
ocks you so well baby baby Many brains I feed, another thought conceive Yes inde
ed drex ya heed will make yo body bleed The intellectual seed, knowledge be grow
in like weeds Money stash from crack, you can’t determine the speed I’m a rap fi
end, they gleams like the head of carene I’m extreme but never fade like acid je
ans, I mean I see more green than builders, feel this dilga enthrill ya Stay tou
gh like armadilgas and that’s on the for real-a Pop dukes will call me killer ca
sualties with ease The world will spend a million g’s savin dyin mc’s Now you go
t mad love for shahi raffi I’m in knee deep and peace the bull and meet me Kurup
t: to my nigga kel el, escoball, what all up in this piece Chorus: (to end with
kurupt talking) El drex: 2−5-2−5 little town of shit You can call a sharon hill
and a dogg be town shit I wouldn’t break bad if you come from out of town 'caus
e I’m down by law and I’m from tha deuce pound Deuce pound deuce pound deuce pou
nd deuce pound A town with no recreation And when we grab the mic we formally ro
ck the nation
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