Group Home - Livin' Proof Lyrics
My life story strictly business never blew my chanceMoms kicked me out the house when I was flippin Im the manPut the boys on the street, make them walk this beatTeach them how to eat, and to seek for peaceSon I stamped this name livin proof cause I mean what I sayBring the fake to reality and make them payYo these ghetto rhyme stories got em scared to deathIm tryin to get the ***** out, see what the worlds aboutCheck it nineteen-eighty-six is when I reached my peakTake my brothers outta state and tried to make some ends meetFirst destinate your sector then its just like thatMakin moves with my brothers and theres no turnin backWe got thirty-six grams on the scale right nowGettin ready with my brothers time to break the shit downIm not about killin my people but you know how it goWork with me not against me and well make mad doughWear my co-defendant out when I break down with rapHold me back and give me love and now Im givin it backA unique sound from the streets and its just so sweetMy livin proof life story, let me break it in pieceYo I rock on the block with the real hip-hopAs you start to clock... and jockYo, Im comin off with mad rageEighteen, and hittin the real stageBut dont worry bout me, cause Im makin itAnd if I cant have it, then Im takin itThats how it is, cause Im livin trifeWheres my knife, take a chance witcha lifeRappers decapitate, and disintegrateYou I will mutilate, when I penetrateGo for the one when I say raidA hit man for hire and I wanna get paidCause bullets are sprayed and anybody is laidMore money is made and thats the family tradeSee I make moves and tell whats the truthThats why Im here, to be livin proofChorus:Leave it up to me while I be livin proofLife as a shorty shouldnt be so rough --> inspectah deck(both lines from c.r.e.a.m.)(cut and scratched by dj premier 4x)Im lost, must pay the cost to be the bossWith force, rather get my point acrossIm goin off on the mic insane, out of sightWhen I take flight (like who kid? ) like mikeAnd you see, I be rollin like a battlecatAnd Im ready to rip on my combatBeef Im not havin that yo, I pull my trigger backAnd all you ***** niggaz know where my heart is atI like to stay down low but yo I flip at timesLike when Im kickin lines, or bustin out ninesIts like that, shit I jumped off the roofPysch, cause I wouldnt be livin proofKick the truth, to the young black youth --> inspectah deckThe moral of the story - what the *****s goin on?Nyceez wont see two thousand if these niggaz keep frontinI used to hustle on the block, now I rock for papesWatch out, the world turn, and I will come backRelieven stress off my brain I got the la-la for thatBreakin down all subjects, and then all factsLettin lose everyday, but still, keepin it fatBust it niggaz keep on frontin in this game aight?Scared to death ass rappers dont get no propsScared to come to the ghetto talk about bustin shotsSee I can walk around the ghetto stand in peace and at easeGet my ghetto crowd open yo you know what I meanIndeed, see what I see and then you know what I meanGettin ready for the future so dont ***** with meMy livin proof life story niggaz I kill it with ease...Chorus + to kick the truth, to the young black youth
