L.G. Wise lyrics

L.G. Wise lyrics

"Live Or Die lyrics"

Bronx Keeps Creating It lyrics
"Bronx keeps creating it.." -> KRS-One {cut and scratched} [Fat Joe] The bigger nigga from the Bronx, Fat Joe! "Bronx keeps creating it.." -> KRS-One {cut and scratched} [Fat Joe] The bigger nigga from the Bronx, Fat Joe! [Fat Joe] Aiyyo I said yes yes y'all-n, to the beat all-n Always been no peace so I never like to ball in But I ma
Verse 1
Yo I roll with Godbody
Prayin fearin nobody
My life belong to Him
So I don't need a shoty

You ain't got no peace at home
Ridin, cryin on the phone
Puffin lah
Ready to die
So you huffin on your chrome

So if the Ruff wanna ride
The Ruff gotta die
Just like if Puff wanna walk
Then Puff gotta lie

People just don't understand
I spit it righteously
But you get your life right
And you might just be

Got you candy-coated sweet-long
With the feet on
Clockin dollars everyday
But you know you livin wrong

So just livin life in this war like it's a game 
All alone and never knowin the peropse why they came
In the streets they learn to kill
In the club they pack steel
And It's all for the sake of a 
One Thing Leads To Another lyrics
(Tennant/Lowe) If you want to know Why I miss you so Just think back to the first time We were in love The night was getting late I recognized my fate When you spoke, I awoke We were in love Waiting, I'd been waiting so long for this (Who-oh-oh) Waiting, all my life had been hit and miss (Who-oh-oh) I knew in my heart th
game that ain't real So they learn to throw slugs Like they learn to sold drugs A good son corrupted by a cold hearted thug Fast life make no sence when you dead and you gone Right now you got a chance to chose your right from wrong But it kills me to see those thugs that don't care When they die leavin' children behind It ain't fair Some wanna ride Some wanna die But heres your chance to live or Chorus Live or die 'Cuz the way that you live's gonna be the way that you die Look what you wanna do Live or die I know you claim to be real I see the thug in your eye So what you wanna do Live or die 'Cuz the way that you come's gonna be the way that you go Now what you wanna do Live or die All the dough that you make you can't take whe
Tabula Rasa lyrics
I feel too many affectious obstacles water must be allowed to seek it's own level I don't seek to strive on others' expense and the expense is mine as they judge my ways I'm waiting for the rain to fall for days I'm longing for the flood to sweep this all away to grind the mountains to the level of the valleys to cut the trees to the l
n you go East Coast Name one get some Yo we got this here Predestened by the Lord You can't stop this here I roll with the real ones 'Bout to drop this here Your visions kinda blury We 'bout to make this clear Lil Wayne I know you hurtin' 'cuz you lost your pops The block was so hot you had to slang that rock Thugs grillin' ya so you sleep with your glock Thuggin' hard up in my life Dogg I had to stop Saw my my man last year He just got locked Escaped from the hood Just like Lot Didn't wanna get shot End up just like Pac Or end up in the flames 'Cuz It's just too hot Yeah, I heard your album And Baby boy it was wac Murder lyrics, deceving spirits sung over the track While you flowin in the studio and sippin' that cogiac What
Ritual lyrics
Do you know what it is like to run? Do you know what it is like to live in fear? Because she knows what it's like to run.Because she knows what it's like to live in fear. Rape ritual.How can I stand in silence while you are raping my sister?Ritual! Throw it in the wind because I ain't with that. Say, what have we done with mother,
you spittin but not livin I'm tired of this phonie act Sold your soul, had to pay to play tghe game 'Cuz as soon as you make that chedder son, you'll never be the same You forgot from which you came and you suckers are still lame Like Tony Montana and his wac rap game Money exagerates you, the truth will agravate you I spit the type of wisdom you choose or can't relate to Even the dumbest on the streets son, can estimate you Fantisizing in your lyrics seems to motivate you But I don't immitate you and I don't player hate you But I'm prayin' for your souls that hell's fire escape you I know the game ain't the same and the fame is what you claim But I'm tellin' you Playboy you gotta pay to play the game Chorus West Coast

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