L.G. Wise lyrics

L.G. Wise lyrics

"Live Or Die lyrics"

Unfaithful lyrics
And what's your game? Arm in arm by the garage wall Oh, so that's his name? Oh yes, I knew I'd seen his face before You know I haven't worn a shirt like that since, oh, 1974 I might have known The light was still on when I passed your flat So you weren't alone? Oh what do you mean "what am I getting at?" ! I just don't believ
Verse 1
Yo I roll with Godbody
Prayin fearin nobody
My life belong to Him
So I don't need a shoty

You ain't got no peace at home
Ridin, cryin on the phone
Puffin lah
Ready to die
So you huffin on your chrome

So if the Ruff wanna ride
The Ruff gotta die
Just like if Puff wanna walk
Then Puff gotta lie

People just don't understand
I spit it righteously
But you get your life right
And you might just be

Got you candy-coated sweet-long
With the feet on
Clockin dollars everyday
But you know you livin wrong

So just livin life in this war like it's a game 
All alone and never knowin the peropse why they came
In the streets they learn to kill
In the club they pack steel
And It's all for the sake of a 
Song To The Moon lyrics
Mesiku na nebi hlubokem Svetlo tv? daleko vidi, Po svete bloudis sirok?m, Divas se v pribytky lidi. Mesicku, postuj chvili Reckni mi, kde je muj mily Rekni mu, stribmy mesicku, Me ze jej objima rame, Aby si alespon chvilicku Vzpomenul ve sneni na mne Zasvet mu do daleka Rekni mu, rekni m kdo tu nan ceka!
game that ain't real So they learn to throw slugs Like they learn to sold drugs A good son corrupted by a cold hearted thug Fast life make no sence when you dead and you gone Right now you got a chance to chose your right from wrong But it kills me to see those thugs that don't care When they die leavin' children behind It ain't fair Some wanna ride Some wanna die But heres your chance to live or Chorus Live or die 'Cuz the way that you live's gonna be the way that you die Look what you wanna do Live or die I know you claim to be real I see the thug in your eye So what you wanna do Live or die 'Cuz the way that you come's gonna be the way that you go Now what you wanna do Live or die All the dough that you make you can't take whe
Spoken Word lyrics
As you draw near I hear the mutter of the worried earth The joyous girl, the crystal clear Deliver us of our poor hearts from naked fear As you draw near As you draw near I feel the goddess, her celestial birth The fullness of a love so real The twilight of the god in me glows in my tear As we draw near
n you go East Coast Name one get some Yo we got this here Predestened by the Lord You can't stop this here I roll with the real ones 'Bout to drop this here Your visions kinda blury We 'bout to make this clear Lil Wayne I know you hurtin' 'cuz you lost your pops The block was so hot you had to slang that rock Thugs grillin' ya so you sleep with your glock Thuggin' hard up in my life Dogg I had to stop Saw my my man last year He just got locked Escaped from the hood Just like Lot Didn't wanna get shot End up just like Pac Or end up in the flames 'Cuz It's just too hot Yeah, I heard your album And Baby boy it was wac Murder lyrics, deceving spirits sung over the track While you flowin in the studio and sippin' that cogiac What
Stripsearch lyrics
It's over today The heat is gone Time is gone F for fake I feel no wrong Hide no wrong I love this place The lights.... Under this face So dry.... Only way to change Give yourself away Don't be ashamed Next in line; close one eye Just walk by In these days I'm breathing stone, crying alone I'll win this race I'll leave alone, arrive al
you spittin but not livin I'm tired of this phonie act Sold your soul, had to pay to play tghe game 'Cuz as soon as you make that chedder son, you'll never be the same You forgot from which you came and you suckers are still lame Like Tony Montana and his wac rap game Money exagerates you, the truth will agravate you I spit the type of wisdom you choose or can't relate to Even the dumbest on the streets son, can estimate you Fantisizing in your lyrics seems to motivate you But I don't immitate you and I don't player hate you But I'm prayin' for your souls that hell's fire escape you I know the game ain't the same and the fame is what you claim But I'm tellin' you Playboy you gotta pay to play the game Chorus West Coast