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AZ The Visualiza Miscellaneous Doe Or Die [AZ the Visualiza] Yeah, New York Undercover baby Whole lotta things done changed... Yeah, there's a lot of people puttin black eyes in the game Knahmean? Time to do this though... Check it I had a block locked, but took a fall now I'm off my feet I gotta eat, so it's back to these fuckin streets And I will grow cause I'm an old timer I bring the drama to any nigga, his babies or his fuckin mama I got a look like Tevin Campbell But still I gamble, hustle and scramble Cause money is muscles in this damn zoo And in order to make it, you gotta take it Be the boom blast booze bend or break it but don't fake it That's why there's no guilt for these trife niggas bloods I spilt Took what they built, flippin they drug game on tilt Cause in New York, dealin drugs is a sport You either sell it, smoke it, shoot up or snort Either way you're caught And since I'm in it, now I'm in it to win it; sky's is the limit No more being some motherfucker's lieutenant Shit, from this point that's how I feel, I wanna fly Yeah, it's either doe or die Chorus: (Repeat 2X) It's like a jungle sometimes It's like a jungle sometimes It's like a jungle sometimes, the weed smoke makes me wonder How I keep from going under [AZ the Visualiza] And all hoods I hang with mix slang in they language Love, kickin that gang shit, sellin on the same strip Hustlin hard, no matter how much we hated So dedicated, even our dreams are drug related Shit, puff bananas, not even the cops can stand us Cause of the way we vanish, everytime they come to can us 25 we get the money live - fuck all that funny jive The streets is our only source to survive And before any teeny-boppers think about tryin to stop us I rather put your head, through the propellers of a helicopter Cause all my peeps be playin for keeps Straight out the litter, so bitter these bandits don't even need sweets Bringin the ruckus, like some mad motherfuckers Move at night like truckers When suckers see us, they duck us Shit, only the real can relate to things a hungry man'll, try It's either doe or die Chorus [AZ the Visualiza] And ever since I was a tarface baby, watchin Scarface I dreamed of guns and tons of coke on a car chase A fat connect with a kingpin Colombian Plus props from crooked cops, payin him tops not to run me in Keepin my toaster in a shoulder holster Havin hoes playin me closer, sexin on a silk sofa Livin the life of the rich and trife Rugged but sharp like a kitchen knife Without stress from some bitchin wife What a life, that's why I be on what I be on Always ready to war for a score that's sure to put me on And until then, I won't seal in what I'm feelin It was inside that I cried, but now its spillin I'm goin all out, until I fallout; so much of a menace when I finish milkin New York I'll have to fall out On the run, cause I know feds'll try to knock me and railroad my soul to a hellhole if they got me But not me, I'm goin out fightin until I fry From hot lead no lie, like I said it's either doe or die Chorus [AZ the Visualiza] Visualizin the realism of life and actuality Fuck who's the baddest A person's status depends on salary Chorus [AZ the Visualiza] If not why not Either you're in it, or your in the way Baby Pah New yields, no quills I want it all.. Chorus (repeat until fade) |
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