It's dedicated to Bed-Stuy It's representing of Brownsville It's representing of Bushwick It's dedicated to Fort Greene A matter fact I hold Brooklyn
[Verse 1: J-Live] Ayyo I see y'all through these speakers and headphones Bobbin to the beat, anticipating a poem In the streets and boulevards or parts
[Verse 1: J-Live] Yo, I grew up on the chill side The no big deal side Where staying alive was no problem The other east side Projects and condos Somewhere
dreamin, Dont let your dreams die, You know? Life is not a rehearsal. You gotta live it out. You gotta do it baby. You gotta do what youre gonna do. Come on, somebodys gotta hear
You can't roll a blunt to this one You gotta, you gotta well, ya gotta light a J You gotta puff a J on this one You can't even drink Crist-OWL on this
Wea??re saving our own lives Ita??s true wea??ll make a better day Just you and me (Miley Cyrus) When send them your heart So theya??ll know that someone
a choice were making Were saving our own lives Its true well make a better day Just you and me [Miley Cyrus] Send them your heart So theyll know that
Wea??re saving our own lives Ita??s true wea??ll make a better day Just you and me [Miley Cyrus] Send them your heart So theya??ll know that someone
scheming You can see the tiger stripe J from a mile away Yellow white and glasses geaming Chain's so sick I don't need a piece for it I can hear the streets
you, let's deal with bigger issues You know New York is dying after all the shit we been through And we done lost B.I.G., we done lost Pun Homey, you can't live
Children growing, women producing Men go work, and some go stealing Everyone's got to make a living L O X yeah, JLo Yea, yea, yo, yo We off the blocks
on Things ain't all good right now Cause some more niggas die an turn all you in the hood right now Y'all can stop acting like that nigga j gone squeeze
at all, ball like a small foward Keep a buncha bitches like Ray J Norwood Flow so sick, I hear the beat and get nauseous Then I just kill it, turn this
oh-oh-wo After the love After the love After the love is gone Eternal Eter-nal After the love is gone After the love After the love is gone
over! My mellow, uncle sam! (ladies and gentlemen, live from the planet rock we have the J.beeeeees...) You see some listen but still don't hear Some
empty, getting money as a gangsta i didn't make plenty i chose the ... you feel me, i rocked everywhere .. so you gotta real feel me j, gangsta life
even believe in breathin', I'm leavin' air in your lungs Just to hear you keep screamin' for me to seep it Okay, I'm ready to go play, I got machete from O.J
wasn't feeling me on "Nobody's As Ill As Me" I'm tired of radio stations telling fibs Tired of J-L-B saying "Where Hip-Hop Lives" But if I had a million
