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I Love My Life
(专辑: N.O.R.E. - 1998)
[Noreaga] Can't stop thinkin of the
game, y'know what'm mean? Can't get the
game out my mind. Gotta get out the
game tonight though, y'know what'm sayin? (Aw, word) It's damn time. This is real, y'know what'm sayin? Growin up, (yeah) I
did my little work. (what, what what, what) Sold my little work. (What, what) Y'know what'm sayin? [Verse One] Yo, I
grew up like the
regular thug sold drugs Wasn't proud about it, but this is what I
gotta do I
copped the
Jordan's, and the
Fi-la's, too Yo, I
loved the
Bo Jackson's, the
orange and blue Used to snatch Lee patches, now I
wear Cartier glasses Thinkin that the
earth's axis, revolves around my waist.. and how the
fuck I
feel Yo I
played ball for Vince, yo I
handled the
pill Then it dawned on me, came strong on me I
belonged with these, niggaz thuggin with me So I
switched crews, started rollin with the
older dudes Drinkin brews, did what they say, and paid dues My hands dirty, trying to keep little Lea And got jerked, the
first time I
tried to re-up People my age, tried to say slow my speed up Cause I
smoked bogies, staked on weed up [Chorus: Carl Thomas (Noreaga)] I
love my life (Love my life, yo) Sold drugs my life (Did it all in my time) Its my whole life (Live it up) I
sacrificed (Sacrificed twice) This game we play (Play for keeps) I
live and pray (Control the
streets) Hear her say (Yo, just live your life, baby, live your life,baby) Ooo, yeah [Verse Two] These is the
days of sparkin, I
used to roll with Rob Profit Troy Outlaw, Freddie Bedrock, and Joe Wood Runnin in Timbo's ???, shine shoes Section Two, part of Iraq I
grew up at Had to learn how to slapbox, instead of a
gat I
never knew rap, all I
knew was crack Yo there's rules to this game, and people to blame When you see another little brother doing the
same As you used to Growing up like you Palyin skully, with his heat out, cellular phone Getting little drug money, but got the
world sewn I
recall, cause he gonna die Yo, I
cry It's hard to, get tarred up with God jewel, part two Smily got shot up to (Rest in peace) Aiyyo, you realize that you miss a
nigga (miss him) When you realize (realize) that you never gonna see him again [Chorus] [Verse Three] Aiyyo, its totally, up to the
team, to me So don't, make a
move if you don't ask me I'm, casually known, halfly blown In Miami, cause now Uncle Wise came home Jello, copped me a
Role', copped them one, too You keep it real with a
person, keep it real with you Use confidence, Thugged Out aimed for dominance Nostradam' in this, he slits wrists just like ?Glomerus? ??, Grenad', iced out for Tito Puerto Rico, we live life now cause we know The
other side of the
fence stay friendly Its just war in there, done, there ain't no Henny I
can't live that, dè|?vu, I
did that I
gained stats, rumblin cats over Kit Kats Now I
spit raps, park my Benz where the
chicks at And just live with a
big stack [Chorus without Noreaga x3: third time acappella]
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