Real Live - Day You Die Lyrics
[ Chorus ]From the day you're born... till the day you dieIf you're one of the poor ones, you just gotta work hard, you know what I meanA lot of pain, lot of sorrow, blood, sweat and tears[ Verse 1 ]I'm like a one man crew, a one man cliqueIceberg Slick, sick like horror flicksI put a burner on a heat when I ( ? ) the streetNickel-plated poetry mad deepThe intellect interacts with rapsCartel rocks well, baby, I'm strapped with gatsYo son, had to bounce cos the block was scorchinI'm camouflaged down like a Soldier Of FortuneI paralyze your mindstateThen crush your egg frame and watch your whole body breakLook at yo' broke-ass clique on the cornerTalkin shit about a nigga cos he does what he wannaCousin, pull the record back counter-clock wiseK-Def got the spliff lit spinnin with the red eyeThat's from all the lye he smokeYo loc, time to go, Larry-O slit your throatJust for runnin your mouth you gots to fallChill dog, no need to speedballI got everything under controlGot the coke and a smoke, and we about to roll[ Chorus ][ Verse 2 ]When the Real Live arrive y'all mother*****ers slept and slippedThey slept on the architect of wreckThe nigga with the lucci, coochie, clothesThe sniper with a rifle *****in up foesSeriously, not deliriouslySon, you could be missin mysteriouslyGuns run through my crew like animals in a zooFlippin coats, sippin Mot with nothing to doKarate niggaz, crushin niggaz for big figuresThey pay the price to wear iceYou rollin with scared diceThe streets got no room, saturated with toolsI been a major player since niggaz were smokin KoolsA mad felon breakin bread where murderers dwel
