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That's How I'm Livin' (On Rox Remix|Explicit) - ICE-T |
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I was born in new jersey I said it before |
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But I guess nobody heard me |
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My mother died young |
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No sistas or brothas I was the only son |
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When I was twelve my pops died too |
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What a brotha was supposed to do |
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They sent me out West |
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To live with my aunt |
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I guess they though it was the best |
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But there was no love there |
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Growin' with no moms |
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I guess I was prepared to live in a vacuum |
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The bedroom the kitchen the hall and the bathroom |
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I didn't leave home much didn't like L A |
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Didn't have no friends to trust |
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Got busted to a school |
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Blacks and whites I guess the sh*t was cool |
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But in highschool I changed |
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Didn't wanna bust didn't wanna play the game |
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I walked to Crenshaw high sh*t was fly |
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I hooked up with new cru |
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Some brothas that knew what the f**k to do |
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You might call it gang but we called it a set |
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And it was our own thang |
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The whole school was down |
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And one way or another everybody f**ked around |
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When the hardcore or not |
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You wore the right color or your a** got shot |
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That's how I'm livin' |
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I did three years in and made close friends |
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Havin' no love my homies came my only |
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I was glad: a family I never had |
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But I grew up fast got a girl on 10th grade pregnant |
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Needin' cash I had to change my style |
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Switched from bangin' to hustlin' |
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No more goin' buckwild |
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Had to get a cashflow |
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But my hustle was weak it was a no go |
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I join the army four years in that sh*t |
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Be all f**ked you can be |
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Came back to the hood |
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My homies had done good |
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Had elevated their game |
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About 100 gees a lick no mothaf**kin' shame |
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Passed for the jewels |
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Baby sledgehammers with the tools |
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I speak on this with a hesitation |
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Even though it passed the statue of limitation |
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That's how I'm livin' |
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I checked the bank |
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Bought a porsche and gear earn high streetrank |
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But as I grew my whole crew fell thru |
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Cops had us on the books as innerstate crooks |
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Murder robbery R**e escape the whole damn nine |
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You robbed a ni**a blind |
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I had too much juice I cut my boosters loose |
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I was intread with the pimpgame |
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Took on the ice-name |
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But the pimpgame moved too slow |
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Especially for a ni**a who was hooked on quick dough |
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In one nite late I was in a carwreck |
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And I was lucky to escape |
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Hospital for teen weeks in bed almost dead |
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And when I got well I got caught in a cross |
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And got locked in a jailcell |
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That's how I'm livin' |
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They cut me loose |
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And I had to change troops |
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This time they didn't catch me |
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Next time they'll strecth me |
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Cause my time was gettin' short |
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All my homies was in court |
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Or locked in a hole this sh*t was gettin' old |
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So I changed my life |
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Putted down the gun and picked up the mic |
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It took ten years to get from there to here |
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But I still keep a gun cops got me on the run |
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And they hate me more now |
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Than they ever did before |
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My homies came back from pen |
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And we all worked together |
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True friends but every once and while |
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Some punk mistakes me as a junk |
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And he gets in my face |
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Wrong mothaf**kin' place |
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And I ain't lyin' that's how you dyin' |
