had to borrow three words from Stevie for the issue For what it's worth I'm calling this official To live and die for you is to live and die with you
You over did it homes [laughing] [Chorus] Don't play games with J cause you'll see On the sidelines your fans be on mine [Repeat] It's been a long
punches is a definite must I'm number 7 on the mic, Babydoll don't forget, Some of y'all scratch your head like your scalp got lice I live and die for
[scratched: "Hip Hop"] [J-Live] MC's out there, head down and listen here It's J-Live and I brought Premier And the crowd don't +Hush+ no more they
Bring it in Once upon a time there was a brotha named Kastro Had a little problem with his cash flow More than once his friend'd tell me he had a dream
loose if you scared to sick 'em? Would be suspects make the best victims [Chorus] [Verse Three] So yo how amped am I? Got muthafuckers askin how damp am I for sweatin' J
otherwords built to last [Hook] I keep it timeless because I take my time with it Respect goes out to civilized and committed Cuz once you hear the capital J
[Chorus] The rule of Allah is God's equality Desire for my brothers the same as I desire for me But when my brothers stay physically and mentally trapped
Who are you, the bomber or the marksman? (Yes) It's the pinpoint accurate assassin in the bushes On be two styles, wiping your spot off the map It's the kamikaze with the parachute, live
infatuation From birth his first spoken word was "Tech" So by the age of 12 you could guess what would dominate his conversation He had a twin brother borns in the part
Scared And Shittin In They Pants, You Best To Set It Off Like They Is No Second Chance. Once Im Open, All Your Doin Is Hopin That Tha Live Will Put Tha
come wit ya best Or don't come, name a track I don't run J'debarque sec a la Starsky C'est la guerre (Massive!) T'sais que c'est parti, esprit de panthere
: (I'm King News and I come to you with the truth The mean streets took six more lives overnight all the result of gang-bang stupidity By the way, you
bullets wit dead aim I weathered the change. Stormed through the streets in the range Can't complain, a nigga live to die in da flames Cause I torture, J
in my life, I feel the love from my Bitches and thugs, spit game and throw slugs It's the Ruler, live by, take it in blood Cuz it's the J to the A to
, to Matt dog. James Brown, the BSM, to Miles Davis. The Canda all night rocker. To south side part and Cathrene was up dude? And, alright, now best
You leave your drink around me Believe your drink gonna get drunk up You leave your girl around me And she bet she gonna get stuffed These niggas is spies we living it live
believe your drink gonna get drunk up You leave your girl around me if she bad she gonna get stuck These niggaz is spies, we live them lives And keep
