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j-$killz - livin' 2 die (free$tyle) lyrics

beat produced by: j-$k!llz
sample: bigge & 2pac interviews(runnin’)
the chorus is from edgar winter’s song “dying to live”
which was edited to a higher pitch for the song

verse:
i do, i do, i do, until i can’t do no more
then i do some more
oh what? you want the f-ckin’ shirt off my back?
here ya go!
wait you can have my pants, shoes, and wallet too
f-ck looks like i’m going streaking
up and down the f-ckin’ block
grabbin’ on my nuts
like f-ck! whatcha want next cause
i done put it all on the line for you to have
but i’ll be d-mned if you get a piece of this -ss
f-ckin’ f-ggots! come at me the wrong way
i’ll putcha in a body bag, toe tag–call the coroner
chalk outlined on the corner
these f-ckers been warned
close them legs & shut them p-ssy lips
‘fore this d-ck f-cks your sh-t all up
cause i could give a f-ck–if its that time of the month
b-tchin’ and raggin’ like you can still get hit b-tch!
red bull-it gives me wings
nasty nas-spitin’ ether
eatin’ sherane inside out why she’s on her period
f-ck it- kendrick wouldn’t do it
but i drink your blood from my boots
vamp life, party life all night sleep all day
locked in my studio
sayin’ sh-t you’d never say in your life
could never think of–f-ckin’ smokin’ on this fire bud
feelin’ the love r.i.p. pac! r.i.p. big!
ambitions of the ryder-skys the limit
i’m on my charlie sheen tiger blood, winnin’!
lord forgive me of my sins
before my block out-go jack the ripper with my pen
murderin’ b-tches have em’screamin’
jimmy’s back with his hatchet, hackin’ up these clowns just for fun
motherf-cker your not it-freddy just told me in my nightmares
cause you motherf-cker thought it was 1-2- but i’m coming for you
and let you know i switched up the rules
3-4 i opened up that door, said motherf-cker come on in
now i’m plotin’ on my enemies-and protectin’ my family and friends
ever since–we been k!llin’ the dream
stealin’ the wind and sel-sel-self-esteem outcha your sails
welcome to h-ll, me, shady, and satan will be torturing you ‘fore eternity
even ray charles can see somethin’ ain’t right with the boy
he’s got a couple screws loose–hangin’ himself with a noose
when the motherf-ckin’ crowd goes wild and i let loose!
2013

- j killz lyrics

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