Inner City Posse - Life At Risk - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

01.01.1991

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[VIOLENT J] Waking up to the little baby crying Mom's yelling cause pop's got his fists flying It's 9 in the morning and he's drunk One day I feel that I'm gonna shoot that punk My bitch laying next to me in the bed I honestly don't give a fuck if the ho is dead The only honor in my life is my rag Without it zip me up in a body bag Grab my brother's gun, load the .44 Take the money-back bottles and head to the store In my neighborhood your life is a dare Cause there's factories pumping out black air And I'm breathing this shit everyday Living crazy cause I'm dying anyway I see this tramp hanging under the bridge I tell her go home and watch her kids You listen to them cry and sob Take your sorry ass and find a motherfucking job See my homies hanging at the liquor store 40s and the cash, dice rolling on the floor They say my friends'll never be any good But the President wouldn't have been shit If he was raised in my neighborhood My friends say the same old shit The Southwest side [CENSORED] have a hit on me I guess everyone seen it When I slammed Johnny's head into the cement It started all this crazy shit And now we never set out without a loaded clip And we headed up to the dunk rim Little boys on the court, so we punked them out And I'm thinking of my brother When he was pushed off the court he wanted to kill them fuckers Now I'm standing in the bad guys shoes Paying my dues And I don't have no where to be Just another street hood in the inner city And a man is gonna ask for some change Give him a dollar so he can go and fry his brains Fuck no, I push him out the way Cause that sad motherfucker got shit to say My homie was known for the macking Now they got him doing 10 on car jacking And I'm thinking that I'm next to go What the fuck I'm already living Death Row So many out there want me dead Everybody wants to put a bullet in my head But I don't give a fuck if I die today Everyone alive is gonna die anyway What the fuck is life about Come home late and daddy blow your mouth out That's in the past now, I ain't soft Daddy hits me today and I'm going to blow his fucking head off For now the bullets close but miss Living my life at a risk [JOHN KICKJAZZ???] You know J, man you're right Too many motherfuckers out there are fake People need to understand That if you get hit enough times Then you start hitting back All we are is pawns on the game board And if this is the way everybody's playing it So be it, motherfuckers Count us in But the ICP is playing for keeps [SAMPLES] Macking is a game and everybody's playing Are you the one getting played like a sucker (x2) [VIOLENT J] I think I liked it better when I was a kid
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