a mistake got nothing good to do hide away I die away my way please cut me in pieces hide away I?ll find a way to die away please cut me in pieces on
a battle axe [ ROUND 1: Bronx Style Bob ] Life ain't nothin but a piece of existence Cause when you die, you'se a past tense So I like to live my life
a piece of my heart I never thought that this could fall apart You said you fell in love And this was more than I had ever been afraid of Another life
nigga know what the hood like In the streets gotta get that good life Sellin' that, yeah, up under the street light It's the hood life, don't fight A
All my life, all my life, all my life I ain't, never had nothing Thangs can get rough, when you live in the ghetto You gotta survive, no matter the pain
of nature, Godly nature Human nature splits the soul Fully human, fully divine and divided The great immortal soul Split into pieces, whirling pieces
at birth but I make no excuses For the trivial things and the pain life induces Bitches are wild and so was I, young and stupid It's incredible, what a
pit And everyone wants to take a stab Decorate me, blood, graffiti and spit I've been held up on money I've been beaten out of spite You want a piece
You still apoligizin', analyzin', my size and your size and Realizin', a fist fight would be asinine You just pop wines, I must pop nines Genuine steel piece, nozzle in your grill piece
, the real McCoy Electrical all over like a Super Nova astroid Crash it back down to Earth With a six shooter computer eyes and a beautiful view of this
though See no, hear no, speak no, evil, if you add it, divide it, subtract it, or try to multiply it There is no equal, people open your eyes quit looking at the world through a
your eyes You can't see me Open your eyes, open your eyes You can't see me Open your eyes, open your eyes You can't see me Peek a boo (peek a boo) I
Real shit, my Desert Eagle got a ill grip I chill with, niggaz that hit Dominican spots and steal bricks My red beam, made a dread scream and sprayed a
'm lastin' my time here Nigga I'm a be a legend in my own time 'fore a die here You wanna smoke, I'm a note to keep my mind clear And every nigga that
Lord, in my life make it right I got something to decide Just wanna make, wanna make everything right 'Cause there's a huge void A huge void in my life
a smart brother's Gonna be a victim of his own circumstance Sabotaged, shellshocked, rocked and ruled, day in the life of a fool Like I said before to live it low, life
