Текст (слова) песни: Kurupt f El Drex - The Life

(Kurupt & El Drex)
Ach, ka-nelk, ka-chica, ka-dick
Sub Drex (uh yeah, one two)
Mmm, haha, yeah we headed up there baby
Sky`s the limit(yeah)
Way up in the sky
Once in a lifetime
You only get one chance, one chance
(You like that shit)
One chance to dance
And then it`s over

Kurupt:
Check it, from catchin buses and cabs
Pen and pads in the lav
Sippin genuine drafts and no cash
I ain`t the first and I`ll be damned if I`m the last
Roosevelt drive, clay courts from Cliffs to AZ

El Drex:
Aiyyo wassup how you feel Me I`m chill
But I`m still tryin to make a mill Inside Sharon Hill
>From where I stand I see it`s time to expand
To foreign lands for hundreds of grands and white sands

Kurupt:
You know it`s about that time
Niggaz set and prepare your rhymes
Start off and a little after nine, bump n grind
Sexual, young intellectual
With a whole lot of life to live, just a child

El Drex:
It`s 2-5-2-5 little town of shit
You can call a Sharon Hill and a dogg be town shit
I wouldn`t break bad if you come from out of town
Cuz I`m down by law and I`m from Tha Deuce Pound

Chorus:
Having to survive living in the life
Got to stay alive living in the life
Have to survive
Living in the life

El Drex:
Yo, so how you want it, you want silence or violence
Plus, me and my crew shine like the N on New Balance
The most talent where girls fly
They hopin champagne gets pop and it don`t stop
These jealous cat cut G`s keroodle with top
We can cruise the city block like yachts
Y`all niggaz worse than the cops

Kurupt:
Before I smoke, I tote my first tote
A fool or here sneakin young bulls red bulls
Me K-I-D, the elite MC
>From the hill, got my top chopped by a tree
On the hill, too young to flare one
It`s all about rhymes and fair ones
Show me the mic and bust like a flair gun
Don`t shove me or push me, I give sucka punches
Now what`s the deal

El Drex:
You sucka cats be wildin and wanna fool now
And pull the tool now Why can`t we keep it on the cool now
I make a new route to get my crew out My peeps no doubt
And then when school out, it probably when the album`s due out
And when you see me, the cream from my pocket ooze out
Forever player and winner and never lose out

Kurupt (El Drex):
Tell me do you remember (Yeah, I remember back when)
When Conway Park (Yeah, I remember back then)
Sneakin in the firehouse, the fun begins (Next week, instead of then)
And I`m be sneakin again
See back in the day, it was all about flows
Coolin out the T-la rock and mic stroll
I go next door to see my nigga Man Bang
Sneak in the basement, couple sips of Ing Bing
I feel all right, I could rock all night
No plots and schemes, just million dollar dreams
Money like a mothafucka Homie gimme mine`s paid
I come stompin like a parade, the escapade
Psychotic anolyisis as I consume a whole carton of mushrooms
We clear sight, the day lights like the night
A closet full of Franklin`s, a G`s paradise
A nice 40 ounce of O-E on ice
Precise poetical poltergeist on mics

El Drex:
Well, it`s the El baby, baby The El baby baby
The one that rocks you so well baby baby
Many brains I feed, another thought conceive
Yes indeed Drex ya heed will make yo body bleed
The intellectual seed, knowledge be growin like weeds
Money stash from crack, you can`t determine the speed
I`m a rap fiend, they gleams like the head of Carene
I`m extreme but never fade like acid jeans, I mean
I see more green than builders, feel this dilga enthrill ya
Stay tough like armadilgas and that`s on the for real-a
Pop dukes will call me killer casualties with ease
The world will spend a million G`s savin dyin MC`s
Now you got mad love for Shahi Raffi
I`m in knee deep and peace the bull and meet me
Kurupt: To my nigga Kel El, Escoball, what all up in this piece

Chorus: (to end with Kurupt talking)
El Drex: 2-5-2-5 little town of shit
You can call a Sharon Hill and a dogg be town shit
I wouldn`t break bad if you come from out of town
Cuz I`m down by law and I`m from Tha Deuce Pound
Deuce Pound Deuce Pound Deuce Pound Deuce Pound
A town with no recreation
And when we grab the mic We formally rock the nation

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