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The Life

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  • (kurupt & el drex) Ach, ka-nelk, ka-chica, ka-dick Sub drex (uh yeah, one two) Mmm, haha, yeah we headed up there baby Skys the limit(yeah) Way up in the sky Once in a lifetime You only get one chance, one chance (you like that shit) One chance to dance And then its over Kurupt: Check it, from catchin buses and cabs Pen and pads in the lav Sippin genuine drafts and no cash I aint the first and Ill be damned if Im the last Roosevelt drive, clay courts from cliffs to az El drex: Aiyyo wassup how you feel me Im chill But Im still tryin to make a mill inside sharon hill >from where I stand I see its time to expand To foreign lands for hundreds of grands and white sands Kurupt: You know its about that time Niggaz set and prepare your rhymes Start off and a little after nine, bump n grind Sexual, young intellectual With a whole lot of life to live, just a child El drex: Its 2-5-2-5 little town of shit You can call a sharon hill and a dogg be town shit I wouldnt break bad if you come from out of town Cuz Im down by law and Im from tha deuce pound Chorus: Having to survive living in the life Got to stay alive living in the life Have to survive Living in the life El drex: Yo, so how you want it, you want silence or violence Plus, me and my crew shine like the n on new balance The most talent where girls fly They hopin champagne gets pop and it dont stop These jealous cat cut gs keroodle with top We can cruise the city block like yachts Yall niggaz worse than the cops Kurupt: Before I smoke, I tote my first tote A fool or here sneakin young bulls red bulls Me k-i-d, the elite mc >from the hill, got my top chopped by a tree On the hill, too young to flare one Its all about rhymes and fair ones Show me the mic and bust like a flair gun Dont shove me or push me, I give sucka punches Now whats the deal El drex: You sucka cats be wildin and wanna fool now And pull the tool now why cant we keep it on the cool now I make a new route to get my crew out my peeps no doubt And then when school out, it probably when the albums due out And when you see me, the cream from my pocket ooze out Forever player and winner and never lose out Kurupt (el drex): Tell me do you remember (yeah, I remember back when) When conway park (yeah, I remember back then) Sneakin in the firehouse, the fun begins (next week, instead of then) And Im be sneakin again See back in the day, it was all about flows Coolin out the t-la rock and mic stroll I go next door to see my nigga man bang Sneak in the basement, couple sips of ing bing I feel all right, I could rock all night No plots and schemes, just million dollar dreams Money like a mothafucka homie gimme mines paid I come stompin like a parade, the escapade Psychotic anolyisis as I consume a whole carton of mushrooms We clear sight, the day lights like the night A closet full of franklins, a gs paradise A nice 40 ounce of o-e on ice Precise poetical poltergeist on mics El drex: Well, its the el baby, baby the el baby baby The one that rocks you so well baby baby Many brains I feed, another thought conceive Yes indeed drex ya heed will make yo body bleed The intellectual seed, knowledge be growin like weeds Money stash from crack, you cant determine the speed Im a rap fiend, they gleams like the head of carene Im extreme but never fade like acid jeans, I mean I see more green than builders, feel this dilga enthrill ya Stay tough like armadilgas and thats on the for real-a Pop dukes will call me killer casualties with ease The world will spend a million gs savin dyin mcs Now you got mad love for shahi raffi Im in knee deep and peace the bull and meet me Kurupt: to my nigga kel el, escoball, what all up in this piece Chorus: (to end with kurupt talking) El drex: 2-5-2-5 little town of shit You can call a sharon hill and a dogg be town shit I wouldnt break bad if you come from out of town Cuz Im down by law and Im from tha deuce pound Deuce pound deuce pound deuce pound deuce pound A town with no recreation And when we grab the mic we formally rock the nation

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