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lobby boyz & dave east – never take me alive lyrics

[intro]
(s.o/o.n productions)

[chorus: fabolous]
i’m a boss and a product of my environment
n+ggas die young, they ain’t thinking ’bout retirement
mama praying for me, hope that god listening
i’m traumatized and broken, know i need fixing
know it’s me against the world and my demons at the same time
and i’ll never let ’em take me alive
it’s me against the world and my demons at the same time
and i’ll never let ’em take me alive
[verse 1: jim jones]
i’m still writing these poems ’cause my lifе is a poem (listen)
product of my environmеnt, you could write it in stone
had a dream they let all the homies in rikers come home
and start duckin’ ’cause when they buckin’, they aimin’ right at your dome
be careful ’cause they might sell you a brick of white that’s a clone
and the feds got the bugs, leeches, and termites in my phone
so if you wanna speak to me, then gotta be a face to face (facts)
had four charges, but my lawyer beat ’em case for case (ask about me)
sh+t, twenty bottles up in liv, we goin’ ace for ace (mike, what’s up?)
sh+t, we know the love ain’t real, so we embrace the hate (f+ck ’em)
i’m kind of feeling like i’m losing to my demons (pray for me)
my young boys only spin when they cruising in a demon (grrt)
wake up, cold sweats, i hear the uzis when they screaming
i’m still paranoid because i’m used to n+ggas scheming, uh (who that?)
i’m jumping out these rolls, they ain’t from a garden
and i’ll tell you, i know n+ggas that even trump pardoned

[chorus: fabolous & dave east]
i’m a boss and a product of my environment
n+ggas die young, they ain’t thinking ’bout retirement
mama praying for me, hope that god listening
i’m traumatized and broken, know i need fixing
know it’s me against the world and my demons at the same time
and i’ll never let ’em take me alive
it’s me against the world and my demons at the same time (east)
and i’ll never let ’em take me alive (never, never, never)
[verse 2: dave east]
whenever they see me, they say, “that’s him” (problem)
when lighthouse close, two+fifth, still getting shrimp
my gang dealt with birds, no lyin’, i felt like jim (that’s him)
an underground king, to be honest, i felt like pimp
put my name on the blimp, but i’m sosa talking to tony
money changed everything, now i only talk to my homie
something about ’em must’ve been phony, i got alarmed
first class with my loc, they treat us like we are the bomb
black leather like the fonz, but i’ve been praying for a happy day
k2 sprayed on them k’s, just let it saturate
homies in the jail getting money like they outside
walked up in the spot, had shorty mouth wide
everywhere i go, at least fifty on me, and i ain’t from the south side
it ain’t a smart bet you ever doubt mine
n+ggas got the swag out the bag, but on my dad, they could not rhyme
you panic ’bout your pain and i just jot mine (never)

[chorus: fabolous]
i’m a boss and a product of my environment (on my dad)
n+ggas die young, they ain’t thinking ’bout retirement (east side)
mama praying for me, hope that god listening
i’m traumatized and broken, know i need fixing
know it’s me against the world and my demons at the same time
and i’ll never let ’em take me alive
it’s me against the world and my demons at the same time
and i’ll never let ’em take me alive
[verse 3: maino]
yeah, yeah
they’ll never take me alive, they gotta take me deceased
gotta take me away to take me off of these streets
and i ain’t feeling no peace, it start to add to my drinking
go to sleep with these hoes and wake up crawling with demons
now they label me a troublemaker, who can you blame?
getting money, that’s gon’ take away the pain
so order more champagne
yeah, we ain’t tripping off of no fame
no f+ck n+ggas ’cause they mad and they jealous these b+tches, they’re coming with us
they said they ready to f+ck surely right after they met us
my intentions is good, but d+mn, my habits is bad
i took dope from the plug and bought benzes with cash
got the pressure of the world on me (yep)
it’s cold, homie
devil tryna get control of me
be bold, homie
rather die as a man than have to live as a lie (yep)
shoot me dead on my feet before i lay down and cry, never take me alive

- lobby boyz dave east lyrics

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