Livin' Proof

My life story strictly business, never blew my chance

Moms kicked me out the house when I was flippin', I'm the man

Put the boys on the street, make them walk this beat

Teach them how to eat, and to seek for peace

Son, I stamped this name livin' proof 'cause I mean what I say

Bring the fake to reality and make them pay

Yo, these ghetto rhyme stories got 'em scared to death

I'm tryna get the fuck out, see what the world's about

Check it, 1986 is when I reached my peak

Take my brothers outta state and tried to make some ends meet

First destination Texas and it's just like that

Makin' moves with my brothers and there's no turnin' back

We got thirty-six grams on the scale right now

Gettin' ready with my brothers, time to break the shit down

I'm not about killin' my people, but you know how it go

Work with me, not against me, and we'll make mad dough

Wear my co-defendant out when I break down with rap

Hold me back and give me love and now I'm givin' it back

A unique sound from the streets and it's just so sweet

My livin' proof life story, let me break it in piece

Yo, I rock on the block with the real hip-hop

As you start to clock, and jock

Yo, I'm comin' off with mad rage

Eighteen, and hittin' the real stage

But don't worry 'bout me, 'cause I'm makin' it

And if I can't have it, then I'm takin' it

That's how it is, 'cause I'm livin' trife

Where's my knife, take a chance witcha life

Rappers decapitate, and disintegrate

You, I will mutilate, when I penetrate

Go for the one when I say raid

A hit man for hire and I wanna get paid

'Cause bullets are sprayed and anybody is laid

More money is made and that's the family trade

See, I make moves and tell what's the truth

That's why I'm here, to be livin' proof

Leave it up to me while I be livin' proof

Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough

Leave it up to me while I be livin' proof

Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough

Leave it up to me while I be livin' proof

Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough

Leave it up to me while I be livin' proof

Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough

I'm lost, must pay the cost to be the boss

With force, rather get my point across

I'm goin' off on the mic, insane, out of sight

When I take flight like Mike (Like who, kid?)

And you see, I be rollin' like a battlecat

And I'm ready to rip on my combat

Beef I'm not havin' that, yo, I pull my trigger back

And all you pussy **** know where my heart is at

I like to stay down low, but yo, I flip at times

Like when I'm kickin' lines, or bustin' out nines

It's like that, shit, I jumped off the roof

Pysch, 'cause I wouldn't be livin' proof

Kick the truth to the young black youth

The moral of the story, what the fuck's goin' on?

And our seeds won't see 2000 if these **** keep frontin'

I used to hustle on the block, now I rock for papes

Watch out, the world turn, and I will come back

Relievin' stress off my brain, I got the la-la for that

Breakin' down all subjects, and then all facts

Lettin' lose every day, but still, keepin' it fat

Bust it, **** keep on frontin' in this game, aight?

Scared to death ass rappers don't get no props

Scared to come to the ghetto, talk about bustin' shots

See, I can walk around the ghetto stand in peace and at ease

Get my ghetto crowd open, yo, you know what I mean?

Indeed, see what I see and then you know what I mean

Gettin' ready for the future so don't fuck with me

My livin' proof, life story, ****, I kill it with ease

Leave it up to me while I be livin' proof

Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough

Leave it up to me while I be livin' proof

Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough

Leave it up to me while I be livin' proof

Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough

Leave it up to me while I be livin' proof

To kick the truth, to the young black youth