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(Chorus - David Wade) Nevermind what I do, stick to you Let me live, it's my life (It's my life, it's my life) It's what I go through everyday (I'm just an average man tryna do the best I can) Nevermind what I do, stick to you Let me live, it's my life (It's my life, it's my life) It's what I go through everyday Let me tell you the type of things we go through, you know? I rap about what's real and what I go through on the daily It's crazy, like my neighborhood back in the 80's I've seen shit, I lived it, I know it, so I give it I can't stop and I won't stop until I'm finished In the 90's you could find me on Hernandez with the homeboys Lookin' out for the chota, livin' la vida loca Look in my pockets, someone always had some fusca You know how it is, you rollin' through you keep trucha Bullets flyin' I ain't lyin', I got hit by one Jefita cried, I almost died and it was just for fun We're never doin' what we oughta be Rest in peace to my homeboy Peewee Got shot by a cop in a robbery Letras de cancionesAnd honestly, that part of our lifestyle is unsuitable Don't act like you don't know how it feels to go to a funeral (Silencio) That's how we're livin' though And then we wonder why they look at us like we're some fuckin' criminals You know Chorus I never left the pad without shavin' my head Getting cleaned up, creased up take a joint to the head Never been to Juvie hall, never been to the pen But to my homeboys, I'm someone you could depend on Used to use Crylon to write on fences and walls Big block, Old English letters standin' 10 feet tall United we stand, divided we fall Tighter than some 1218's two sizes small Smile now cry later, fuck it, why cry at all? And if we ever got busted homeboy, deny it all We didn't do shit, they can't prove shit and even if they could You never pulled rat or you're not welcomed back to the hood You're known as no good, that's how it was, that's how it is Fuck your predicament get your ass killed for that shit You don't believe me? I don't care if you do, or if you don't I'm just sayin' what the fuck I've been through And it's no joke Chorus I get the smallest wires, wrap 'em with the smallest tires Blaze more trees than the San Diego wild fires I get higher to inspire rhymes Say some shit to inquire minds and make sure they admire mine Make 'em wonder what the fuck goes on in this mind of mine I'm a cool dude, we can blow up for the final time It's all the same, ain't nothing changed, it's still this style of mine Neighborhood music, talkin' about how we do shit, we cruise it We sometimes lose it and act foolish but who doesn't? Cause a ruckus, fuck it, that's what you're stuck with Products of the barrio, got no where to go but we gotta go They ask me where I'm goin', shit I dunno Around the town, see who's around, see who's down To get a twelve pack and a pound I'm lookin' for the answer at the bottom of a bottle It's just my luck I gots no luck No California Lotto Chorus From Letras Mania