Our Life (feat. Necro) (исполнитель: Ill Bill)

Yo, don't make me flip on you.
actually you can't make me do nothing...
i might decide to.

Necro:
I used to mush thugs
and now i push [bad word] I knew a kid that put slugs in his own mug.
he used to show me his guns
ain't a cat that knows me as son
remember violence the only one
i used to watch how my pops would treat a girl
and beef with the world he had a bone to pick
that's why my dome was sick [bad word] off on me
cos the apple dont fall far from the tree, g
you cats keep your distance 
cos your scared i might flip in a instance
when i was filled with innocence
i was [bad word] sins 
half of you cats are sweet like cinnamon
i'll shove a knife in your grin [bad word] with convicts and stick up kids
that will rob you for 6 bucks [bad word] we flip right before you expect it
cuz we were neglected as children now we're hectic
we shot men and we rob gems
i seen cats that used to clock me 
now i clock them
got easier access to a glock ten
in case one in your face is the only option.

x2
Necro and Ill Bill 
walk around like
murder murder, kill kill
gun up in ur grill
now u screamin chill chill
didn't have ur steele 
now u get ur cap peeled
this is our life (our life)

Ill Bill:
ayo i grew up in the [bad word] projects
my mom says since my pop left
we had to get a section 8 apparment
the rents cheap 
i see decepticons at least 10 [bad word] up on me flippin wanna set beef
that was some [bad word] [bad word] 
me and my brother ran for dolo
the only two white kids up in my projects
that wasn't homo 
i fought everyday beefed with a hundred cats
way before i sold [bad word] and started bustin caps
way before i bust my first nut i loved to rap
at ten years old is when i first started to [bad word] with that
everyone else in my pjs who'd rhyme was black
i kept it to myself continued to define my [bad word] i used to buy my mother milk draggin a spiked bat
you [bad word] wit me i was the type of cat to fight bak
i lace you up for broken nose holdin the ice pack
whites black portarikins we was poor it was wack
my mom tried her best i never graduated high school
i learned to pump [bad word] and pack knives instead
became one of those violent heads have you on the respirator
even though the doctor know your mind is dead

x2
Necro and Ill Bill 
walk around like
murder murder, kill kill
gun up in ur grill
now u screamin chill chill
didn't have ur steele 
now u get ur cap peeled
this is our life, our life
This is Our Life!
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