LYRICS: MMNLN TRK11 "LIVIN MY LIFE"

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LIVE FROM THE JUNGLE 616/

F' A DIPLOMA WE TRYNA GET OUR HANDS ON BRICK/

WE HUSTLE HARD, SO WE CAN GET THE CRIB THE FENCE/

F' A JOB MOMMA TRYNA GET HER HANDS ON NICK/

SHIT... THIS CANT BE IT I CANT KEEP LIVING LIKE THIS/

WE AIN'T SHIT, WE IT SEEMS WE AIN'T GIVING SHIT/

WHO GIVES A FUCK WHAT U THINK WHEN WE LIVING THIS SHIT/

ON THANKSGIVING THE ONLY THING WE WAS EATING WAS CHIPS/

MY CLIP IS ON E NO MONEY FOR SLUGS/

SO IMMA PISTOLS WHIP A NIGGA & TAKE DEM DRUGS/

DEM MUUFFFUKKKAZ SHOT ME... SO I SHOT CUZ/

IM FROM THE ERA, BACK THEN THAT'S THE WAY THAT IT WAS/

DEM MUFFUKKKKAAZ WHO ROBBED ME, THEY KNEW WHAT IT WAS/

NAW U CAN HAVE THAT SHIT I WANT BLOOD/

WHAT UP BLOOD WE HIT'M UP THEN WE LEAVE'M BLOOD/

WHAT UP 5 ALL IS WELL G'S SHOW ME LOVE/

NO LOVE FOR THESE NEW THUGS REPPIN' MY CLUB/

WE GO IN WHEN & WHEN WE LEAVE AIN'T NOTHING MOVING BUT US/

I AIN'T GON FRONT & SAY AIN'T NOBODY MOVING BUT US/

BUT THERE IS... NO ONE THAT CAN DO IT LIKE US/

I TOLD'M STUDY THE TRANSITION/

THEY DEAF THEY DIDN'T LISTEN/

TO DUMB TO PAY ATTENTION/

TO BLIND TO SEE MY VISION/

I TOLD'M GET INFORMED... ALL THEY DID WAS GET IT TWISTED/

I WROTE, PRINTED & FAXED THE MEMO HE MUST OF MISSED IT/