Translation: Union. Livin-n-hell.
I'M LIVIN IN HELL? [Chorus] There's two ways out the game, death or jail If there's a God, then why He got us livin in hell [x4] [X-1] X-1'll blast
Word Fell a sleep on the plane and so did he Woke up chillin' in N.Y.C. Called up my posse when I got there Hit the Latin qarter Union Square Rooftop
bitch down in the god damn street But just livin' in the city a serious task Bitch didn't know what hit her didn't have time to ask But livin' in the
them who pursues Him renews them who's tuned into the communion of divine union it's no illusion it's the Most High rulin' God 'n human Jesus, no man
ask Word Fell a sleep on the plane and so did he Woke up chillin' in N.Y.C. Called up my posse when I got there Hit the Latin qarter Union Square Rooftop
