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Necro f Ill Bill

Our Life

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Yo...Don`t make me flip on youActually you can`t make me do nothingI might decide toI used to mush thugsAnd now I push drugsI knew a kid that put slugs in his own mugUsed to show me his gunsAin`t a cat that knows where ya sonRemember violence at only oneI used to watch my pops untreat a girlAnd beef with the worldHe had a bone to pickThat`s why my dome was sickIt rubbed off on meBecause the apple don`t fall far from the tree gYou cats keep your distanceCause your scared I might flip in an instantWhen I was filled with innocenceI was still committing sinsHalf of you cats are sweet like cinnamonI shove a knife in your grinI run with convicts who stick up kidsThat`ll rob you for six bucks bitchWe flip right before you expect itBecause we were neglected, as children now we`re hecticWe shot men and we rob gemsI seen cats that used to clock me, now I clock themGot easier, back since 2 o`clock 10In case, one in ya face is the only optionNecro with Ill BillWalk around life - murder, murder, kill, killGun up in your grillAnd you screaming chill, chillDidn`t have ?your steer? now you get your cap peeledThis is our life, our lifeNecro with Ill BillWalk around life - murder, murder, kill, killGun up in your grillAnd you screaming chill, chillDidn`t have ?your steer? now you get your cap peeledThis is our life, our lifeAiyyo, I grew up in the motherfucking projectsMy moms says if my pop leftWe would have to get a sectionade apartmentThe rest cheap, I see decepticons at leastTen deep, run up on me flipping, wanna set beefThat was some faggot shit, me and my boroughFor rent for do-loThe only 2 white kids up in my projects that wasn`t homoI fought every day, beefed with a hundred catsRight before I started sold drugs and busting capsRight before I bust my first nut, I love to rapAt 10 years old is when I first started to fuck with thatEveryone else in my PJ`s knew I was blackI kept it to myself, continued to defy my ?class?I used to buy my mother a milk jug and spike thatYou fight with me, I was the type of cat to fight backI lace you with a broken nose, holding the ice packWife black, Puerto Rican`s, we was poor, it was wackMy mom`s tried her bestI never graduated high school I learned to pump drugs and pack 9`s insteadBecame one of those violent headsHave you on a respirator, even though the doctor know your mind is deadNecro with Ill BillWalk around life - murder, murder, kill, killGun up in your grillAnd you screaming chill, chillDidn`t have ?your steer? now you get your cap peeledThis is our life, our lifeNecro with Ill BillWalk around life - murder, murder, kill, killGun up in your grillAnd you screaming chill, chillDidn`t have ?your steer? now you get your cap peeledThis is our life, our life

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