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sinister - life of a sinner lyrics

[verse 1]
wakin up was the first task of the day
i don’t know why but i just feel this way
because the life that i lead is tragerous
i think today i’ll go out and jack for a lexus or something
maybe do a little b-mpin
or go out and kick it at a party that’s jumpin
naw, f-ck it
i think i get a fat sack of that chronic
and kick it with the homie fat rat
now i’m on a mission for a sack to pop
hopped in my reager and headed for the bus spot
went to a house that looked like it was d-mn near
and bought a sack from the jamaicans
now i’m ready to get high and get some vapors
stopped at the liquor store bought some papers
zig-zags baby nothing but the best
any other kind of papers who’s made for smokin stress
scooped up bat rat fired up a dub sack
rolled up the window so i can get a contact
i had the reager straight servin
and the chronic and the atmosphere had me buzzin
i’m feelin pretty good it was some propper sh-t
humped in a backer corner and b-mped a propper b-tch
and get happy when i roll up
i got the b-tches in my neighbourhood straight sewed up
i b-mped a b-tch named roch-lle
she wanted to get me some p-ssy
cause she was in love with my pony tails
that’s not the only thing she’s seein me
b-tches ain’t got no choice but to love a m-th-f-ckin g
we hooked up ?? then i said see you later
and it was time to go jack for me some paper
i got a victim in sight
i’ll take his life for a stripe and his money for my appet-te

[chorus]
livin the life of a sinner

[verse 2]
i really don’t try to commit any sins
i just wanna have a good time with my friends
but sometimes it don’t work right
cause some crazy sh-t happens almost every night
it might have to be a throw down or show down
and i’ma be on your -ss just like a bloodhound
but then again it might be another dub raid
or maybe a couple of n-gg-s that got they -ss sprayed
but whatever it is i’m up
be quick to pull a strap on your -ss
for whatever kinda sh-t they kicks
187’s 211’s
bring it on and we can take it to the break of dawn
as a sucker punk jumps sellin crack on the corner
he’s not from the hood so his money is a goner
i pull my strap and then i attack from the back
gimme your money m-th-f-cka you’re gettin jacked
just like that went back to the bozack
b-mped ?? tryna check up for their chronic sack
he’s not only my friend
he’s my brother so i hugged and kicked the door in
we got the bozack and made a getaway
i’m gonna be smokin chronic until my lungs turn grey
and get the muggiez go home and eat dinner
hit the yea endin the day in the life of a sinner

[chorus]
livin the life of a sinner

- sinister lyrics

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