me so crazy My life, it almost feel like I'm a phone call or ring away from death Ain't this fucked up Big ed, tell a story of the streets [big ed] My
deeper than you was When you should've stop to think About your consequence your actions don't make lots of sense Brothers use the wicked life 'cause
reality tv I'm a celebrity worship me reality tv eternal life your guaranteed strive to succeed be like one of these like ancient greek gods or that bloke Achilles pop idol & big
phys ed May be true, till I told this bitch in gym class That she was too fat to swim laps, she needed Slim Fast (Who Me?) Yeah bitch you so big you walked
Yeah, assorted flavor Clarks No doubt The beer champ Yeah, curly head kid Yo, yo, yo From Gators to blazers, low fades and razors Big dick saloon, I
the trunk, he got dope and guns" Check for warrants, that son of a bitch on the run, I know Three of his niggas got life, he use to roll with And told
streets will make you feel brand new Big lights will inspire you Let's hear it for New York, New York, New York One hand in the air for the big city Streetlights, big
s our fault, cause motherfuckers is starving in Africa It's gangsta rap fault, that people are poor can't get enough to fucking eat or live their life
yes I'm a pimp and a player and a hustler and kinda A mack and a poet, impressive I know it Don't only rhyme for niggas cos I live my life co-ed On the
brand new Big lights will inspire you Let's hear it for New York, New York, Neeeew Yooorrrkkkk [Bridge: Alicia Keys] One hand in the air for the big city Street lights, big
Take it to the grave [x8] [Verse 2:] She said she did what? with who she wrong If she know so much ask her what I had on True religion air jordan ed
: [Chorus: Amerie singing] The rest of my life The rest of my life [Verse 1: Nas] LIFE, dead presidents, devilish meant Overthrow king thrones just '
York Gambo, Brownsville Wizard, Fort Rockaway Big Jersey Connecticut, D.C., Sudan V.A. ?? N.C., L.A. So on and so on... Big Ha, Houston Fifth Ward Black Ed
ya'll are proof, meet me back at the place (What in the hell) It's Jones, break him off! [Chorus: Ghostface Killah (Kryme Life)] Theodore, Theodore,
still zoned 7 o'clock in the morning pill is still on This life I live I might not die if let lone Love my experience this is my fucked up life Don't
, for X amount of scrill Nine-nines is mine, it's time to recognize the real Then I swing it through the Bay where all the homies wanna blaze Rap Life