The Life

(Prodigy talking) Yeah Hey, hey, hey, hey It's like this nigga, yeah [Prodigy] Aiight before I get started spark up the Laureltons Light up the night up, now let's get it going To the mothafucking top, I don't mothafucking stop Till we find life out there and setup shop Party rocking, bottles popping at Henny and Mo' It's like 500 bitches now we're having a bowl Got a gun, screwdriver, a knife, and a shank Plus I break face bones with my platinum rings It's a ghetto love story I'm in love with the life Of the rich and Infamous, Ferrari's and Ice Lamborghini bikes, they ain't make those yet I'm still waiting for that 700 Benz I do it for my niggas in the dead and in the pens Just when you think this shit's over That's when this shit begins This the Bronx, this Harlem, Brooklyn and Queens That 'New York State of Mind' where you're popping 'em thangs (Chorus) Prodigy X2 The violence don't stop The beef don't cease The money keep coming The paper increases The gun fire don't end The people stay dying So I'mma keep living the life You damn right [Prodigy] Murda, murda, the murder Killa, killa, the killer From Queens goddammit I'mma menace to the planet Put your body on that asphalt, fucking asshole Come to the hood and you ain't got no passport? He couldn't get his gun out the stash fast enough So that nigga got his ass blasted up Keep the Hennessy coming, and we keep lighting up Nigga I stay sedated, that's right we're not cut From the same cloth, you're chin-chilla soft I'm brilla-pack cost, I'll take your skin off You *edit* --- rub me the wrong way You're a suit and tie nigga, P hoody all day Tattoos and jewels - Mister Cartoon And Gabriel in the district, get all my loot I'm addicted to looking fresh I'm super fly, got a bad habits for hammers I'm in love with .9s (Chorus) Prodigy X2