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senim silla - wild life lyrics

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1st verse

my pops had 2000 pcs of vinyl

we ain’t have furniture

but kats was allright though

i had ideas – head shaped like a light bulb

be careful lil’ ross

you know your -ss ain’t got blue cross

cut on the corner of longview & newport off chalmers

a block down from chelsea where fiends go like the
carter

ain’t no hoops in the hood so kats started crate ballin

with them little cedar point joints immulating jordan

i was all about them dope man nikes and hightop fades

designs in the back – killa guns & grenades

somewhere along the line innocence dies and bullets
stray

plenty – up until then you was pretend dead bang bang

count to 60 – feels like the citys out to get me

like my man melle mel the message don’t push me

kats are hard up – they mugged me for cornbread &
cookies

at the penny candy store – took 3 of you hoes to whoop
me

chorus

play another slow song – living in a ghetto fantasy –
yeah

trying to make a happy ending – living the wild life

2nd verse

it’s deep – how deep? deeper than atlantis

deeper than the sea floor – we’re b-mpin x-clan sh-t

riding in my dog dave’s amc wagon

drinking maddog smoking billys to the -ss end

coneyak – a ghost town right off the thumb

see where i’m coming from

you see the hood-rats…..you see the hoodlums

ripped mugs – slanging drugs – you see that house
there?

that’s where they cook ‘em – next to the junior high

backpacks carry more than school supplies

you could get a dime add a 5 – get ya 2 for 15

an escape or a dream – even mama’s little angel

got no halo – she’s influenced by the radio & tv screen

see these n-gg-s don’t read so these n-gg-s don’t learn

they make their environment violent – no wonder n-gg-s
killed herb

no wonder blacks can’t break them chains –

no wonder rap ain’t changed – it’s wild

chorus

same

3rd verse

so many standards – so much disapproval

but that’s majority rule – as always life as usual

a constant dress code – like neat, creased and tucked
dress clothes

d-mn your taste – just follow suit

in this movie of life – good guys wear white – bad guys
are black

i’m stereotype-casted as a thug on the corner with
crack

or maybe eyeing your car contemplating a jack

regardless – my intentions took for worse

women sidestep me on the street clenching they purse

i mean no harm – but i’m guilty by persuasion

why else would they want my ethnic background on
applications

i tried tracing my roots and found nathan

i guess i’m just a n-gg-r right? but that depends on
who’s saying it right?

these days i catch it from blacks more often than
whites – it’s wild

chorus

same

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