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f Capone, Chinky They'll be a man One to lead his people into victory One who goes through time One who seen pain The one who see's the glory That man is I, Capone The leader, follow me They wanna beat me like Rodney See me like Pac Have me like O.J. doing 100 in the drop Railroad me like the Hurricane but I won't stop, let's go Chorus: Look at my life (look at my life) Look at my life, I'ma gangsta (gangsta, gangsta, gangsta) Look at my life (look at my life) Look at my life, I'ma gangsta (gangsta) I'ma gangsta (Verse 1) Yo, yo Take a journey through my life Walk through the nights with me It's a long road ahead of us, I hope that your ??? Queensbridge, a trife city ??? slums I've seen political homicides and crack related ones Pac and Bigggie, god bless em I don't know where to begin Forgive me lord for I've committed a sin I sold crack to my mans mom I feed my uncle dope in his arm I testify to every word wrote in this song Except the 5th commandment, thou shall not kill I obviously ignored it cause my blood shall not spill So I chose to squeeze first Put you 6 feet deep in the dirt And watch your cold soul emerge from the earth I was a star first, then I grew into the sun Destined to shine over the planet Till I came across a gun, infactutated by the sound When the shots get sprayed, like (gunshots) I'm about to take the streets to another phase Chorus: (Verse 2) I'm amazed I'm still living I came close to the end of my days I couldn't let the streets raise my two siblings Or my kid, I'm too thoro, I survived through prison Collide with rival clicks spitting, listen I live life like I'm racing to an early death Exceeding the speed limit, with no brakes Quiet when I step, reality bites I'm gangsta for life, so I squeeze like I hold the mac precise With 32 shot clips And turn your hard top into a convertible drop whip They talking to rappers, chose my name to reflect I'm hot, grimy entertainers come Drama east to west I don't wanna kill no more At times I hear death knocking at my front door Feeling like I'm being watched everytime that I score What if the pigs got me on survaillance A rebel to the law, I got 2 strikes against me 1 shot in me, a vest and a semi ??? Chorus: (Verse 3) ??? bust from jail, a mink A pound of the real, a 37 inch link Money in the bank, a Coup to match it I was released like a boss ??? You know the kind of thing a gangsta could relax in Lifes a bitch, but fuck it Trying to keep my whole faculty covered And spits more like an iraqian thugging If you wanna take me, mommy I'm coming But if not, they can never break I'ma keep gunning and bust shots (Chorus 2x) |
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