Wolf said that she knew me She huffed and she puffed and she, mmm Three grinding mice Trying to make a life called three strikes The rat got three to five, two got life
Vegas tags 'Cause that's how we flipped it Hit a lick, paid cash, said nothin', pimp shit All of this was around spring eighty one I was in the life
take the noise no more Got no money to move out, I guess I got no choice Rats in the front room, roaches in the back Junkie's in the alley with a baseball
dirt Two German Black bitches, begging y'all to try and flirt Rude and twins, and all they rock is iron skirts [La Femme Nakita] My bitches got mo's of alley
And everyday man, the streets kept testin me (testin me) With peer pressure (pressure) and even poverty (poverty) But see I can't stop now, man there's got to be A better life for me (life
a getting green, but I can't wake up. Sitting in a bank, but I can't take up. Don't want my girl, but I can't break up. Cuz my every day life, I don'
you hyper God been beautiful, god been great God fed you, you died but we survived that day You killed your king, Rakeem Allah Gave him his life, he
duckin strays My niggas laid in the alley ways Funerals were made, by the beauties sprayed But now I'm different, somethin new today I'm seein bright tunnels, bein My Life
) [Dizzy Dustin] When the wind and sands where the land's away (uh-huh) There's no man that stands in it's way (uh-huh) People tell me, Life would be
week Now we got him in a smash, blast How long will it last 'til the po' gettin mo' cash Until then, raise up Tell my young black males, blaze up Life
for the choosin'? Or is it all in confusion? Better yet all an illusion Shots rang through the hall bullets cruisin' for bruisin' Don't let this heartless bastard take my life
For all the nights you held me close Warmed my heart when it was cold When I was giving up You gave me love From some dark alley in my mind You
make a way somehow, yes, He will Yes, He will Oh, I do believe that we will make it Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Uh, uh I was at rock bottom, my whole life
kiss 'em under the mistletoe And that's the last time I'ma remind y'all Next time creepin' up with somethin' behind y'all It's the life, just livin'
struck Pussy plus dick could only equal a fuck Fatty bangin', she analyze, my chain hangin' We waitin, conversatin', Iblis Satan Illegal life, watch police on bikes Life
Intro: (E-40 and Method Man) Uhh! Hey Meth Merchant! Method Man Meth, what's up boy? What's upper? Trying to get my ones up... Crack Alley Studios mang