Songtexte:
Design Live To Survive

living off a magazine I can design an engine Sixty four miles to a gallon of gasoline I can make new antibiotics I can make computers survive aquatic

bed visulizin me in the grave now why the fuck it gots to be dis way these projects got a nigga fucked up in the head gotta stay high to survive I ain

't you see the giant that walks among you Seeing through your petty lives? Do you think I do these things for real? I do these things just so I survive And you know I will survive

twelve at the time, held nines, held mines A frail mind, criminal thoughts well-designed Then the older gods put me on, on how to rock this Maintain, 360, lord and live

be sweatin' my procedure Crimes I design remove stress Like Buddah bless in the projects I choose to rep My complex like geometry, blessed like ganja be If I die, live

Jazz Star He really needs some guts Playing from seven to midnight Surviving on peanuts Selling records by the dozen Probably sold his tenor to make 'em With artwork designed

next to me is the extra p ____ on the sp A combination that could leave niggas wishing That rhymes hadn't got handled the whole of sedition I write raps like I had an hour to live

I have learned, adapted and tried The hungry ones survive The rest just fall behind The rest just wait to die I could have learned to deal with Kneeling down and living

plastic bullet. They say that plastic bullets were designed not to kill, They do. I say that human beings were not designed to kill, not us, not me;