The Life歌词
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歌手:The Prodigy
歌词出处:http://www.5nd.com
Yeah
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Its like this nigga, yeah
Aiight before I get started spark up the Laurelton
Light up the night up, now lets get it going
To the mothafucking top, I dont mothafucking stop
Till we find life out there and setup shop
Party rocking, bottles popping at Henny and Mo
Its like 500 bitches now were having a bowl
Got a gun, screwdriver, a knife, and a shank
Plus I break face bones with my platinum rings
Its a ghetto love story Im in love with life
Of the rich and Infamous, Ferraris and Ice
Lamborghini bikes, they aint make those yet
Im still waiting for that 700 Benz
I do it for my niggas in the dead and in the pens
Just when you think this shits over
Thats when this shit begins
This the Bronx, this Harlem, Brooklyn and Queens
That New York State of Mind where youre popping em thangs
The violence dont stop
The beef dont seize
The money keep coming
The paper increases
The gun fire dont end
The people stay dying
So Im a keep living the life
You damn right
Murda, murda, the murder
Killa, killa, the killer
From Queens goddammit
Im a menace to the planet
Put your body on that asphalt, fucking asshole
Come to the hood and you aint got no passport?
He couldnt get his gun out the stash fast enough
So that nigga got his ass blasted up
Keep the Hennessy coming, and we keep lighting up
Nigga I stay sedated, thats right were not cut
From the same cloth, youre chin-chilla soft
Im brilla-pack cost, Ill take your skin off
You *edit* - rub me the wrong way
Youre a suit and tie nigga, P hoody all day
Tattoos and jewels - Mister Cartoon
And Gabriel in the district, get all my loot
Im addicted to looking fresh
Im super fly, got a bad habits for hammers
Im in love with .9s
- Yeah
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Its like this nigga, yeah
Aiight before I get started spark up the Laurelton
Light up the night up, now lets get it going
To the mothafucking top, I dont mothafucking stop
Till we find life out there and setup shop
Party rocking, bottles popping at Henny and Mo
Its like 500 bitches now were having a bowl
Got a gun, screwdriver, a knife, and a shank
Plus I break face bones with my platinum rings
Its a ghetto love story Im in love with life
Of the rich and Infamous, Ferraris and Ice
Lamborghini bikes, they aint make those yet
Im still waiting for that 700 Benz
I do it for my niggas in the dead and in the pens
Just when you think this shits over
Thats when this shit begins
This the Bronx, this Harlem, Brooklyn and Queens
That New York State of Mind where youre popping em thangs
The violence dont stop
The beef dont seize
The money keep coming
The paper increases
The gun fire dont end
The people stay dying
So Im a keep living the life
You damn right
Murda, murda, the murder
Killa, killa, the killer
From Queens goddammit
Im a menace to the planet
Put your body on that asphalt, fucking asshole
Come to the hood and you aint got no passport?
He couldnt get his gun out the stash fast enough
So that nigga got his ass blasted up
Keep the Hennessy coming, and we keep lighting up
Nigga I stay sedated, thats right were not cut
From the same cloth, youre chin-chilla soft
Im brilla-pack cost, Ill take your skin off
You *edit* - rub me the wrong way
Youre a suit and tie nigga, P hoody all day
Tattoos and jewels - Mister Cartoon
And Gabriel in the district, get all my loot
Im addicted to looking fresh
Im super fly, got a bad habits for hammers
Im in love with .9s