Chosen Few

[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]

I’ve got to live life to the fullest

Put it all in the hands of the knife and these bullets

They ain’t got the pullers, got the prey, got the push

I drink til I hurl, got the haze, got the kush

It’s just me against the world

When I get to where I’m going

I’ma show ‘em where I’m from

I ain't cool with what they gave me

I’ma get this money son (yeah)

Chosen few I feel like I’m one that’s all or none

More than every nigga born in the slum

[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]

You know death’s around

The corner but you still go

Life is a kick in the ass

With a steel toe, when you chasing that real dough

And I’m down to get mine wherever wheels go

Wings on the ones I love but the finner things so

With all that being said I let it ring whole

Chill through the winter , spend summer for a screen slow

Check out my lingo ,jamaican terminology

Follow me,then swallow me ,it’s no apology

That’s a part of me,probably why they honour me

I gotta be, top lottery ,high commodity

Although it’s like a job to me

It’s highway robbery

Ride with me,where to?

To the top, obviously

I lost my pops in October, it made me colder

No longer able to stand shoulder to shoulder

You know where you’re sober

No rewind, no control ,no degree,no diploma

Just the heart of a soldier

[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]

I’ve got to live life to the fullest

Put it all in the hands of the knife and these bullets

They ain’t got the pullers, got the prey, got the push

I drink til I hurl, got the haze, got the kush

It’s just me against the world

When I get to where I’m going

I’ma show ‘em where I’m from

I ain't cool with what they gave me

I’ma get this money son (yeah)

Chosen few I feel like I’m one that’s all or none

More than every nigga born in the slum

[Verse 2: Jadakiss]

They ain’t given to me so I took it chopped bagged and cooked it

Then take it for granted never overlooked it

Now the bullshit came in,and went out of the other ear

Coming from the hood, lucky to see another year

Zip another bodybag up, shed another tear

When I’m all willin’ then we gone up the upper tear

It ain’t nothing like opening the frigde, and it ain’t nothing there

Everybody talking at the same time, nothing clear

Yeah, what’s a father supposed to tell his kids

When the revolver become their relatives

And they goin’ harder than they ever did

We all die but do we ever live

[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]

I’ve got to live life to the fullest

Put it all in the hands of the knife and these bullets

They ain’t got the pullers, got the prey, got the push

I drink til I hurl, got the haze, got the kush

It’s just me against the world

When I get to where I’m going

I’ma show ‘em where I’m from

I ain't cool with what they gave me

I’ma get this money son (yeah)

Chosen few I feel like I’m one that’s all or none

More than every nigga born in the slum

[Verse 3: Lloyd Banks]

Sound same as all automatic, I was at it again

Tackle my chin at me or my kin,t hought I was limb

Brought up my kid to Devil’s stadium

Red rights if you play with him

But this gift, I’m flaming them lost and they half demon

I sun up with my shady style

Young and dumb and wavy ride

Chaos every day we see, cripple own the way we lie

You know I’m one hundred you ever gave me five

Son got about this, still hurt from the way he died

I rather take an army with me

‘Til then I’m living, fucking bitches, poppin’ Dom, I'm pissy

You piss me off and they picking

I’m way to hard to listen

I’m way to red, I put my future on my dark history

[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]

I’ve got to live life to the fullest

Put it all in the hands of the knife and these bullets

They ain’t got the pullers, got the prey, got the push

I drink til I hurl, got the haze, got the kush

It’s just me against the world

When I get to where I’m going

I’ma show ‘em where I’m from

I ain't cool with what they gave me

I’ma get this money son (yeah)

Chosen few I feel like I’m one that’s all or none

More than every nigga born in the slum

[Outro: Jadakiss]

Yeah, real nigga shit

Smoke out to it

Zone out to it

Count a half a million dollars cash

Live life to the fullest, niggas

For those not here

For those still here

G-Unit, D-Block

My nigga Banks, y'all ready

Let's get it