The Life

[Prodigy: talking]

Yeah

Hey, hey, hey, hey

It's like this *****, yeah

[Prodigy:]

Aiight before I get started spark up the Laurelton

Light up the night up, now let's get it going

To the motha****ing top, I don't motha****ing stop

Till we find life out there and setup shop

Party rocking, bottles popping at Henny and Mo'

It's like 500 *****es now we're having a bowl

Got a gun, screwdriver, a knife, and a shank

Plus I break face bones with my platinum rings

It's a ghetto love story I'm in love with life

Of the rich and Infamous, Ferrari's and Ice

Lamborghini bikes, they ain't make those yet

I'm still waiting for that 700 Benz

I do it for my ****** in the dead and in the pens

Just when you think this ****'s over

That's when this **** begins

This the Bronx, this Harlem, Brooklyn and Queens

That 'New York State of Mind' where you're popping 'em thangs

[Chorus x2: Prodigy]

The violence don't stop

The beef don't seize

The money keep coming

The paper increases

The gun fire don't end

The people stay dying

So I'm a keep living the life

You damn right

[Prodigy:]

Murda, murda, the murder

Killa, killa, the killer

From Queens goddammit

I'm a menace to the planet

Put your body on that asphalt, ****ing asshole

Come to the hood and you ain't got no passport?

He couldn't get his gun out the stash fast enough

So that ***** got his ass blasted up

Keep the Hennessy coming, and we keep lighting up

***** I stay sedated, that's right we're not cut

From the same cloth, you're chin-chilla soft

I'm brilla-pack cost, I'll take your skin off

You *edit* - rub me the wrong way

You're a suit and tie *****, P hoody all day

Tattoos and jewels - Mister Cartoon

And Gabriel in the district, get all my loot

I'm addicted to looking fresh

I'm super fly, got a bad habits for hammers

I'm in love with .9s

[Chorus x2: Prodigy]