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letra de live life - kamackeris

kwite def – “live life”
[emcee(s): kwite def (aka kamackeris)]
[producer(s): x-ray da mindbenda]
[sample (melody): frank mcdonald & chris rae – “night moves” (0:20 and 0:02)]

[verse 1: kwite def (aka kamackeris)]
it’s time
to wake up, get out of bed. what we got?
a new thing for the head, rhymes swinging it
i’ll break it off, wild n-ggas is singing it
you bought it, now we’re bringing it. check it:
i got the bags full of greeny green, more better
than some cigarettes with nicotine, more cheddar
n-ggas like, “yo, k, you’re too pushy”
i’ll be like, “nah, n-gga, you’re just p-ssy”
it’s all about beats, all about rhymes
f-ck the petty cash, the petty crime. b-tches
filling up my mind how they’re gonna do me well
picture me tricking up in some hotel
it’s your place or nothing—now is we f-cking?
straight to the b-tter, chickenheads keep clucking
my style contagious, broken down through the
ages. to be specific, use the math and
scientific. terrific. let’s smoke a spliff
with it and get lifted with the gifted
n-ggas want to act like it just can’t happen
you’ll be the first, i’ll be behind your head clapping
you want to talk? then fly. you want to speak? then
creep, and we could do this all week in the jeep
n-ggas gotta know this is how it go down

[verse 2: kwite def (aka kamackeris)]
it’s corruption’s
inception, the romans went out, ameri-
-ca is no exception. they want to rule a whole
d-mn earth planet. made your own laws and just
take life for granted. the most high they don’t
acknowledge, but things like this you don’t learn in college
why ask why? let’s go ask the dean
you’ll never see the yard if it ain’t got the cream
know what i mean? look what they done did to the
nazarene. now it’s war for gasoline
incarcerated brothers, sisters, they dissed us
first, and it only gets worse
shorties acting fully grown, tummy fully blown
for some thirteen minutes, now he gone
what you gonna do when your time done tick out?
let me get you warned ‘cause this sh-t is mad brick out
you want to talk? then
we could speak. all night, we could creep in
the jeep, and we could do this all week

[verse 3: kwite def (aka kamackeris)]
and you ain’t gotta be
a criminal. you want to pack a luger? you ain’t gotta
be a criminal just to puff a little buddha
and you ain’t gotta be a criminal to want some
half-and-half—add it up, do the math
we’re here to take focus, notice
half of these laws on the books is bogus. this is
set up from jump and this is veteran funk for your
jugular. n-ggas like me never come with the
bling-bling ‘cause it’s all about the mental
ill off the top and ever wilder with the pencil
hip hop? i lock it up like a virgin
with no tricking, no splurging. y’all n-ggas
is b-tch, rocking shorts with tights split and lets
the -ss all hang, and sh-t is all g-y. you want to
talk? then speak. you want to f-ck? then creep, and we
could do this all week. you want to
talk? we could talk, we could fly
ain’t nowhere safe ‘cause, anywhere, you could die
live life to the best of your ability

- kamackeris

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