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Puff Daddy F/ Beanie Siegal, Lil' Kim, Nas, Joe Hooker Miscellaneous Journey Through The Life Nas: Yo Yo Puffy: Gansta Gansta Nas: Gansta Yo Puffy: That's Right Nas: Journey Through the life of some real niggas Puffy: Some real niggas You'll never see what I've seen Puffy: When I sleep I dream of bodies in streams of blood Naked bitches dead niggas ghost Feds with toast knockin my door down Sweat poor down my body roast from the heat So I soak my sheets, wake up shiverin' Pull my hoe close to me, she sexy Every night is different pussy, since my girl left me And I tried to make her stay with me, but I stay busy And her friends are cut-throats, they deep throat to lay with me I reminise how I missin starin' in space Resort to the lips of a stripper, sprayin' that face Layin up in a mansion, home alone I hear footsteps, shit I kicks just not lyrics I hold a fifth, One hundred and ten shots can stop spirits If niggas try to rob me, then I won't hear it Cause it's different from the streets, I'm missin' my hood now Missin' all the blocks, I'm surrounded by woods now It's supposed to be good now It's like I'm walkin' tight rope and can't look down Fire below me Now the fantasies I have for women are unholy Success, thousand dollar bottles impress Models with fat ass and big breats Floor seats, Knicks vs. Nets, private jets Millionaire heir to Antigua With Ananda, the MTV diva Nas how do we survive all this mess? East vs. West, this rap game Where words became flesh A whole pound of herb won't desolve my stress Still I ride to the death, love hip-hop Cause Afrikabababa was def, a lot of respect Feel Me? Thug tip from Sean John jury I got the same hands of crap platinum and the crap pyramids Write about the black experience, sell it to Marimax Tell me if you feelin' that Chorus- Lil' Kim & Joe Hooker Take a journey through the life of these real niggas The things that they seen it would thrill niggas If you've seen what they've seen, you would wonder Through the rain and the pain and the thunder By the time you realized that it's goin' down You would find yourself going underground When we see that this life is upon us We would see that there is no one that we can trust Beanie Sigel: You can never see what I see motherfucker Beanie Sigel the realest nigga from the streets was taught Stay cased up, nigga stay deep in court Reminisin' on that cold cell, deep in thought Gettin' skinny, couldn't eat, cause the meat was pork Ya'll niggas couldn't live my life, I've been through it Streached up in hospital beds, phat fluid Two bullets hit my leg, one passed through it Saw the blood and the hole in my calf, looked through it My life's no joke, I done played dice with Tote Upstate for cakes, niggas slice your throat We had boxers in the shower, when you gaurd your soap I done seen the biggest niggas in the yard get broke I done took blocks to war, took blocks ruval Took blocks to Wall for box of raw What you think the 33 and the glock is for? Black fatigues, skullies and binoculars, C4 block your doors Niggas can't stop this war I show you faggots what the Swatch is for Hidding spots in the door for the glocks is for Read the paper, '94 I took the cops to war Half of ya'll niggas livin' a lie The only reason you switchin up Detroit is cause you keep gettin' robbed I look that nigga in the eyes before I send him to god Beanie Sigel, desert eagle, the realest nigga alive Chorus Nas: Aiyo, Aiyo, Gansta, Gansta The Bible as words that Christ wrote, evil men sacrifice goats I speek all my life under oath Since a kid, troublesome, thrown shit at little girls jumpropes Bustin' B-B Guns at stray cats That was way back, watched it die, covered in flies Then I picked up a stick, try to dig in it's eyes Makin' dirt pies, na, being buggied eye shit And every other nigga that rap, sound like my shit I wear chrome 45's with ice on the grip I don't shoot it, I roll with killers and criminals With heroin habits they picked up from the penil They let you have it, all I do is give them a smile Lifestlyes of the realest, you ain't ruthless you bitch I got a pine box just your size, I know it'll fit Your whole life's a mistake, stop holdin' the pen Kill yourself, come back as a man over again Cause in this lifetime I'm reignin' , slay men Leave your whole body cold Your nails grow long, get gray skin Made this nigga rest in peace, Amen I run with brave men, without the housin', we wilin' Names engraved in the pavement Brick buildin, grown ladies, jump off the roof Nigga get paged, then murdered at the phonebooth New York streets made me nigga, it's crazy nigga Chorus to fade |
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