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zawles – sinful life lyrics

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(chorus: (debbie valente)
in this sinful life, we were born to die
in this sinful life, we were born to die
but we, we must fight to survive
but we, we must fight to survive

(verse 1: zawles)
its like a city that’s dark with no street lights
you only seeing the sparkle of the
gun fights kids trying to earn strips
two wrongs don’t make it right
but for the hype they’d be quick to take they brother’s life

and why not ‘cuz i’m a product of these crooked blocks
with dope dealers, crackhead and crooked cops
why should they leave it up to me to make the violence stop?
i ain’t start the sh+t
i’m trying to make a profit and fatten up my pockets

my breath i gotta gasp it
when thinking of my brothers buried in a casket
buried two last year my heart pumps no fear
on my block i got more stripes than goodyear tires i’m the don here
the hood made me not care and made me not to expect to live long years

a young g’ that’s trying to see the next perspective
and take the focus off death so we can all live
yeah, yeah
(chorus: (debbie valente)
in this sinful life, we were born to die
in this sinful life, we were born to die
but we, we must fight to survive
but we, we must fight to survive

(verse 2: zawles)
and ever since jahzales died i don’t trust a sole that’s no lie
that’s why i walk around with a chromed out 45
keep my gears and my kicks clean to stay fortified
bustin’ shots back back at b+tch n+ggas to stay alive

bought a new system with navigation for the ride
coward n+ggas run but they know they can’t hide
i roll with k!llers in every hood where i go
from them brooklyn blocks to the streets of toronto

you can catch me in mobay, fletcher’s land or red hills road
in jamaica where it’s hot but the k!llers is cold
they give me california love on them inglewood blocks
even made a wrong turn once and rolled through watts

on the corner all day hustling ducking the cops
that’s the way i used to hustle now i transport in yachts
no mercy, no fear we ride and don’t care what n0body wanna say
‘cuz we lived this for years
yeah
(chorus: (debbie valente)
in this sinful life, we were born to die
in this sinful life, we were born to die
but we, we must fight to survive
but we, we must fight to survive

(verse 3: zawles)
and though i miss my older brothers with a passion i know
they in a ghetto heaven lampin’ living up in thugs mansion
puffing on a chalice pipe with marley and tosh
spittin’ rhymes, drinking hennessy with biggie and pac

and you know it get no realer than that
so put your two guns up, gun salute and let me hear you go braaat
for any soldier you know that didn’t get they fair shot
at life we living trife ain’t no denying that

it’s like a habitat for guns and we all stay strapped
and we ain’t having that no funds sh+t
we all sell packs. trying hard to keep my life on track
go to school get a profession like a doc big up my sister for that

hoping the game might cut me slack, i’m talking ’bout the rap game
the aim is to come up off of street fame
younger n+ggas wanna murk you just to get a street name
living like we insane but i’m saying
yeah
(chorus: (debbie valente)
in this sinful life, we were born to die
in this sinful life, we were born to die
but we, we must fight to survive
but we, we must fight to survive

in this sinful life, we were born to die
in this sinful life, we were born to die
but we, we must fight to survive
but we, we must fight to survive



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