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bad azz - this life of mine lyrics

featuring the outlawz, prince ital joe]
intro:
[bad azz]
hennesy
freeride in the house
busta -ss
[kastro]
outlawz
[bad azz]
outlawz hooked up with that n-gg- bad azz
makin’ cash, motherf-cker
[prince ital joe]
see them runnin,
f-ck up us by them thug life control
how should the thugster
must be in the area
outlaw does the law
dept on the gangsta
when’s ital joe in the ruff spot ya
verse 1:
[napolean]
well since a young age
i’ll been thugged out till the fullest
n-gg-s strap now
you don’t want me dead
gimme that, i’ll bet i’ll pull it
cause since a young age
i been starvin’
n-gg-s say hungry
f-ck around with the lonely
you couldn’t f-ck around with the phony
in this life i lead
n-gg- hustle
at a crack speed and i dig greed
f-ck makin’ friends respectfully
i will cry for you at your murder scene
this napolean
but he got quick, don’t strike first, it’s on again
in the shoe son
on the stash son
at least pretend he born away
this outlawz, thug don’t see
f-ck around you when i see
your family, all the century
matter of fack b-tch only mention me
i’m comatosed
i’m stretched out on the westcoast till the fullest
at a overdose of bullets
and tell your b-tch -ss, shall pull it
you shouldn’t f-ck around
with the wrong n-gg-s
at the wrong time
at the wrong place
you shouldn’t f-ck with some outlawz
bad boy killers
puffy erasers
verse 2:
[kastro]
i’m a soldier
sober
even when i’m over
smoked out, drunk and plus f-ckin’ on the sofa
in the ghetto
you jellow, heart full of yellow
you thugged out, all bugged out
and can’t settle
word up
that’s worth to me and all i love
my d-ck’s stuck in the dirt
f-ckin’ the world and can’t bust
back to the lab
back to the bed
born oven
you’s a f-g
movin’ fast
happy -ss, gone lucky
picture this
a n-gg- get blissed to remeniss
f-ck a ho
f-ck her slow
put a strong in a stramp
it’s me
drunk as can be, on a humble
i p-ss sh-t and sh-t p-ss
f-ck till my d-ck crumble
my life, full of the worst
to imagine
me in struggle like a magnet
outlaw i’ll savage
my time
step on the grind, wouldn’t mind
my life full of late nights
my time wont provide
chorus: x2
[bad azz]
this life of mine
were only time on my side till i die
gettin’ high,
waste of time
livin’ blind by the light
gettin’ by
the best way i can in these times
and it hurts to know my life ain’t really mine
verse 3:
[e.d.i]
now the custom my kind are
they label me a plot
well am i supposed to let ’em ride on
end on drippin’ blood
like salaam and i would
it’s the wild, wild westside
best to recollect
collect your toys
try not to get too high
off the laundry
cause the crime seen to be you
pride to the fight
you was yappin’
now you see through
i fillst the evil
as soon as i enter the section
but i’m a renegade
made of the days i remember
ment to only live my life strife free
but n-gg-s like me
want mo’ hood
so we kick in the do’
screamin’ outlawz
we outsmart hoes
with bad azz fo’ sho
get yours
get the f-ck off
and flow
verse 4:
[young n-ble]
yo
i’m hardly livin’
a n-gg- pushin’ that i should be in
stuck in hole
the world put me in
shiverin’
they sayin’ thugs ain’t citizens
in the civilized world among us
so world hunger
if they could
they take the world from us
and who i mean by they, teachers
who don’t believe in his students
preachers who take the money
and turns folks us to use ’em
crooked cops who blast n-gg-s
for thinkin’ guns from ruthless
politicians and bad lords,
knowin’ their motherf-cking choosers
who the f-ck they done to roof us
they made a n-gg- snap
with bigger gaps and quicker raps
a n-gg- nasty perhaps
brief p-ss me the strap
either the glock or one of the gauges
tryin’ to stab me or not
on a plot or rockin’ stages
pac raised us
soldier never let f-ckin’ cops cage us
sayin’ we all lost souls
and they can’t save us
son is outrages
a faded -ss like n-ble
sayin’ outlawz is no more
thinkin’ we all got killed
but we been on the day
motherf-cker since you was on me
f-ck you
heads or tails get on the green
[prince ital joe]
in the murder you try,
but you can’t stop her
this is out the youth
n-body here will die
verse 5:
[bad azz]
occupation sayin’ occupie
rockin’ high rhymes while you jockin’ mine
c-ckin’ nine up in these times
ain’t no stoppin’ mine
keep in mind
you can find the streets’ greedy thugs
heat takes souls away
it’s no love
drugs help me cope with no hope
it’s like stressin’
smoke a s-ssin
can’t find no bomb dope
continue to pear
for steppin’ with conceal weapons
catchin’ cases is in
in off the cell that you sleapped in
lowlifes and big bold letters
locked up
a half a key rocked up
i had your -ss shot up
i keep dust kicked up
and that’s another how you f-ck wheels
born to cause luck
these outlawz they too much
rust to the front
and get touched
and it was sl-ts who hit ya
go tell ’em
suck d-ck and tap
it’s the only thing we sell ’em
catch bullets as they h-ll ’em
and guess what
n-gg- i stay bailin’, yellin’
rider die
get richer stay high
in this life of mine
gone were i don’t care, i don’t care
[prince ital joe]
gunshots
they tell ’em you go ruff
gangsta
buck, buck
(?)
cause it’s like respecting
respect in every aspect,
that gone to be a suspect
f-ck, f-ck
gunshots
[outlawz]
outlawz
what you think about ridin’
you see
here
we over here
thug pound rock
fo sho
they never quit
bad azz

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