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letra de life i leave rmx - sevin

[verse 1: sevin]
yuh
aye aye
all i know is opera music
drop cadillacs
c-cked deuce deuces
rock grams rap prostitution huh
sac to stockton boostin’
masks and glocks for lootin
and ruthless no survival set for hostage usage
executions
hang em in the spot from nooses
real blood bangin’ do not confuse us
last supper trying to spot the judas
keep the gun low not the music
show em how them block monsters do it
huh
keep my deposits movin’
ak up in my closet snoozin’
p87 same double vest that the cops is usin’
i live it real here n-gga not illusions
my life’s like the constitution
artillery for military action
not for cruisin
and you don’t wanna watch em use ’em
one shot you will not diffuse em
i got metal arms like doc oc
i’m not cartoonin’
profits all that i’m pursuin’
from sac-ya-indo the oak park glocks a deuced ’em
but now look at what god’s been usin’

[hook: sevin]
this is the life i leave
high speed off the throttle and sw-ng
151 till the bottle is drained
mack a dame make em gobble the thang
mane it’s all in the game
the task raid time to swallow the caine

[verse 2: sevin]
all i know is big blocks and bomb weed
drive bys that leave the blood of the innocent
in the shadows of palm trees
gang lines enforced by more lead than an anvil
pit fights behind crack houses where we stack thousands
twelve guages with duct tape on the sawed off stock
be easy or get hauled off shot
funerals with bandanas and in love and memory shirts
same block your girls stay your enemies lurk
we got heat like the government
bg’s thuggin it
get shot in ya face through the same eye you muggin’ wit
blood puddles thick
police taping them covers wit’ forensic experts
yeah it hurts but we lovin’ it
turf hogs work off truckloads
of major cream
bolt action imported
sniper rifle with the laser beam
380’s gleam
nickel plated physique
nemesis forever be sedated
but i never sleep
so that means my dreams really ain’t in the gameplan
kilos from mexico shipped to the main land
same plan that got us in the pen trying to fill up sp-ce
federal surveillance on my -n-s trying to build a case
crack babies and wh0res that’s only 12 years old
born dying but the h-ll here’s cold
they say violence and disillusion is all we flow
but since the tomb we’ve been abused
dude it’s all i know

[verse 3: sevin]
i’m a felon in fact
black tints on the elegant ‘llac
i’m bellin’ through sac like the elephant pack
so fried so high like a pelican’s back
just trying to forget the fact that i done fell in th trap
so many n-ggas hit they cell and then rap
huh
next thing you know you hear a echo
and cellular’s tapped
feel entrapped n-gga why you think i’m sellin’ this cr-p
i never meant to be a k!lla it just fell in my lap
i’m in h-ll yet i prevail and adapt
i’ve got teflon dressed on every sh-ll in the strap
up all night with raw white
i’m prayin to god
another homicide dogg
another day on the job
yuh
the 44 will leave a boulder sized hole
when it’s rolled boy you kids can’t play in the yard
the world’s sick ain’t no question or debate
and when you live like this, n-gga death is an escape
the game’s wretched and it’s fake
how much pressure can i take?
stress him with a case
with this wesson in my waist
but even with this heat i gotta question if i’m safe
quick to claim i’m real but i keep effin’ wit these snakes
needing the blood of jesus
but can’t seem to eat his message off my plate
even when they press it in my face
and many tried
many died from just steppin’ in my state
and fuel my depression my aggression my hate
yuh
i cried one night and he stepped into my sp-ce
he shined his light and i accepted it by faith
and i ain’t good so it wasn’t for my effort or my taste
i’m elected
only way i kept confessin’ is by grace

[hook: sevin]
this is the life i leave
high speed off the throttle and sw-ng
151 till the bottle is drained
mack a dame make her gobble the thang
mane it’s all in the game
the task raid time to swallow the caine
yuh
you die young for the squad or ya gang
don’t speak when it’s beef let the rollo explain
put the pot on the flame with a knot on ya brain
ball out today and tomorrow get slain

- sevin

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