The Life

[Intro: Static] Ahaha Yeah! Static, Korupt Who fucking with? Uh Yeah Uh Yeah Uh Yeah You ready? Drop the bomb Dr-dr-dr-drop the bomb! Drop the bomb on 'em! (drop the bomb on 'em!) Drop the bomb on 'em! (drop the bomb on 'em!) Drop the booooooooooooooomb! (okayyyy, okayyyyy!) [Hook: Static] While you shopliftin' We bottle sippin' Shot drinkin', rich as hell! Hot women, our cocks in 'em Records sell as we're droppin' em Shockin' 'em Spitting raw venom, no one's stoppin' us, that's the life! You shopliftin' We bottle sippin' Shot drinkin', rich as hell! Hot women, our cocks in 'em Records sell as we droppin' em Shockin' 'em Spitting raw venom, no one's stoppin' us, that's the life! [Verse 1: Korupt] Korupt 'bout to blow up Selling their souls Follow my path Smoking their bowls Under my wrath No mind of their own Illuminati puppets My mind's in the zone These bitches can suck it I tried to fix em They didn't listen so fuck it Call me irrational My words are factual Cause I'm a natural My rise is gradual Go watch MTV I'd rather be free Your payin their fee Gave up your key Their the masterminds It's fuckin' advertised Your thoughts are standardized These kids are paralyzed Have fun being horrified While I'm fucking glorified The masses are mortified My thoughts are fortified It seems like a haven I never gave in Still got no craving' I'm raw, unshaven It's untested fame Outside the game Cause inside is shame Fans all the same Got em to blame For ignitin' my flame These heads are all hollow Only know how to follow The fuck is Apollo Gettin' broke off the lotto Chillin' in Cabo Wisdom's my motto Yeah Korupt You're all under the influence mothafuckas (mothafuckas) [Hook] [Verse 2: Static] Now all you dumb, stupid sluts and you little cunts Should know I don't give a fuck, not a single one I have my middle finger up, if you think you're tough We'll pull the guns out, bitch, don't trigger us Yeahhhhhh You faggots better recognize greatness The moment it comes and hits you in the faces Force so abrasive it scatters your braces Leaves you on the ground, so confounded, brainless Leaves you thinkin' ow, what's the metal I'm tasting? Could that be the blood or the metal retainers? I don't got time, for your and your fakeness Around different people you make numerous changes To your attitude, ask why you can't have a dude Who's genuine and can sit down and have real chats with you? You're such a fucking hypocrite, you make me sick You're way fucking crazier than crazy is [Hook] Aye!