Z-Ro - I’m Alive Lyrics
I am, the type of nigga that brang his pistol in the clubI am, the type of nigga your baby daddy wish he wouldI am, the type of nigga that don’t know how to give a *****The type of nigga that will tear the whole club, ***** the whole club***** a state trooper, ***** a sheriff, ***** a seargant and ***** a deputyAnd ***** the police, I be dealing that chillinTill it ain’t no more breath left in meOne deep for life until the casket closesIf I ain’t ready kick my casket openY’all heard what I said, I’m back from the deadThey killed me last night but I’m here this morningThese niggas ain’t gonn hold me backOh yea these niggas they hold me stacksHear that nigga the same weatherChop em down fast slippin, leave em like thatI’m that nigga, ad nigga, like what the ***** is backing downI come down this block and I know this uzzi be loaded***** I’m gonna be back around[Hook]I’m alive, I’m aliveThe way they try to murder me is like a 9 to 5But I’m alive, I’m aliveThe reverend is a gangster, we got weapons in them choirI’m alive, I’m aliveIf we ever go to war you better hope you on my sideRun up if you want to, I’m gonna hit you with that ironNow everybody can see what you have on your mindListen, these rappers said they got love for meBut I’m knowing they really hate me thoughThey be like I’ma get Ro to do the hookBut if I let him do a verse, he gonna take the showAnd that’s a no no, he ain’t stealing my shineBut how the ***** he 35 and he still in his primeI ain’t never been a yg, I started off as a og in this mother*****erAnd I never heard what’s your nameCause everybody know me in this mother*****erIt ain’t just no rap, I really be where the coke beIn this mother*****erTry to rob me, ***** I’ma shoot your lights outI’m kobe in this mother*****erI murder this microphone and put your pro tools in a chokeholdStyrofoam at the styrophone, and I’m smokin like a broke stoneGo hard on the mic so hard might accidentally give me a broke noseOn the mic I'm a cocaine ex pill and your favorite rapper is a no dose[Hook]I’m alive, I’m aliveThe way they try to murder me is like a 9 to 5But I’m alive, I’m aliveThe reverend is a gangster, we got weapons in them choirI’m alive, I’m aliveIf we ever go to war you better hope you on my sideRun up if you want to, I’m gonna hit you with that ironNow everybody can see what you have on your mind.
