letra de i live in - magnetic
verse 1
i live in the school of hard knocks where thugs get popped
dealing with them toys seeing bodies get dropped/
drugs being soled seeing jewels get stole
from dumb people that be running around acting they bold/
21 gun salute everyday in my town
i toss and turn at night while i’m resting cause of that sound/
i live in madness seeing tears get spilled
from little kids getting popped tryna live in this field/
hunga that’s how it is we all gotta eat
when i was young my stomach touch my back i ran the streets/
sold drugs, bus bugs, ran up in mugs
the same sh-t that you but i court them bugs/
hot bugs running through the body is not a good feeling
started seeing vision of faces ya my little children/
so i stop running the streets picked up the pin
drop the heat, the drug started writing out sins/
hook: i live in: madness bodies dropping on the ground
everyday hearing the pound, that’s madness when
we up in the hood, doing everything to eat good/
i live in : madness when we blowing on that dro
everyday sipping on mo, that’s madness when we
always on our grind soon or later somebody dying/
verse 2
i live in the streets of new york where sh-t pop off
a lot of action going on seeing bums on the floor/
a lot of noise in the air babies shedding they tears
this buck dude in the corner showing all his fears/
this dope fiend laid out another smoking a pipe
this chick getting smacked up down the block it’s a fight/
2 blocks down a store getting got by 2 thugs
in the middle of all this i hear a lot of slugs/
f–k it, it’s like a movie to me
for those that never been in the city it’s crazy/
like a war battle field time bombs going on
m-ss confusion in peoples brain that’s word is born/
i live in a battle world where it’s always war
every living been always eating the core/
stomping the streets looking for a way to eat
looking for a way out that’s why i smoke them trees/
hook: i live in: madness bodies dropping in the ground
everyday hearing the pound, that’s madness when
we up in the hood doing everything to eat good/
i live in:madness when we blowing on the dro
everyday sipping on mo, that’s madness when we
always on our grind soon or later somebody dying/
verse 3
i live in a movie world where it’s nothing but devil
vision of death, everybody carrying metal/
to hold this image like they the king of the jungle
got candy on every block starting up problems/
i live in a world where sh-t just not right,d-mn sh-t
just not not tight, every night i’m fighting for my f–king life/
but day by day i start strong
making every move like a soldier getting it on/
i live in where them d boys don’t play no games
they tryna step up move us over to get fame/
so they stalk the streets while the thug life creep
making it real hard for a thug to eat/
i live in a world where money talk for you
walk for you, also cause funeral/
also cause enemies you not a friend to me
i live in a world where babies having babies/
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