[Chorus: *sung*] We can live today, but we're not promised tomorrow We can pass away, say goodbye to yesterday We can live today, but we're not promised
didn't wanna be a doctor, he don't like school It wasn't that he was dumb, he just thought he was too cool Cause all the moneymakers and the big-time crooks
niggas is clones, I hand out styles like ice cream cones get the fuck out'a here [Pusha T] Thats for real, my gats is real SL5 is looking like the batmobile
to listen God love us hood niggaz 'Cause next to Jesus on the cross was the crook niggaz But he forgive us Day by day, by day I sit back and pray My
town Believe us to be born into a path straight and narrow On every crooked road we travel down Well I'll ride this motorway For a thousand miles a day
problems The other lives a dream Well, I'm bi-polar, I'm confused Split personality, I don't know which to chose One side is filthy rich, the other is
thugs an' crooks With the knowledge of a scholar but they don't read books Everyday is a chance that ya life might go So today is a day that ya gotta
days you was a forty and a blunt man Today you're a willie, now the weather's too chilly New york city ain't the place to be frontin Over your shoulders day
nine in Really a thirty-six without the gun I'm thin But when the gat is tucked, I'm fat as fuck Ignorant bastard, I'm takin' it back to day one No kids
thugs and the gangstas too I ain't a blood, but I'm at war wit the boys in blue Crooked Officer, Crooked Officer Why you wanna see me in a coffin sir Is
's do I ain't a blood but I'm war'ing with the boys in blue Crooked officer crooked officer Why you wanna see me in a coffin, sir? Is it against the
you anyway Today and every day (repeat 2x) I'm gonna love you anyway Today and every day (repeat 2x) I wanted it to be easy I know that I'll make you
to pump your brakes and drive slow, homie My homie Mali used to stay, 79th and May One of my best friends from back in the day Down the street from Calumet
There is one thing on which we agree We try to keep calm When we gas, we bump Just for peace, peace, peace... Now I know that our war Is a thing to have
Tell me that's it and I'll ring your gong The gift of breath is stolen each day And someone prays the rains will come And that's today Heartache, nothing
he was go cheat one, 4 real Now he killed, 6 feet he feel, surrounded by mob skillz Crooked is as crooked does, like crooked thugs And crooked hugs and crooked slugs and crooked
Wombwell, Catcliffe, Brincliffe, Attercliffe Ecclesall, Woodhouse, Wybourn Pitsmoor, Badger, Wincobank Crookes, Walkley, Broomhill The city is a woman
money to bait and I'm in the mood to go fishing) Whatever nigga, give me time to wash my ass My habit at your norm' day, fiendin for the cash (Do what