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One two, one two For the Mental Street crew yall Somethin like this, yall Yeah, yeah, well check it out LIFE to the MC Life twists and turns makes a brother crazy People flip, switch, some turn fake About some nonsense job that I just cant relate There was one that was phony, two that didnt know The third fell a flake cause the fourth said so My main man ? on some far out measures He left a brother assed out with the rent check Hey yo I cram to understand why people act shady My ? face and he start to get flaky The season of the snake, or should i say fake Fools who never knew cause they never stood* true to anything (anything) Or anyone (anyone) Look at brothers now, hey yo the reason for they guns They call me mc and a rap degenerate Im not a role model one some hip hop senate But damn I gets down for my fam underground Rather uplift the next man, instead of slow him down cause somehow the rental of brothers now is: ÒHey yo, pull that brother back before he gets hisÓ Letras de cancionesI used to hang with kids who did ill things to live They wouldnt change they morals is like Òfuck thisÓ The worlds about to blow up, Ive had enough kid I let it go on, uninterrupted cause when youre livin your life that distructive It comes back ten times more, youre busted But all of one of these wanna be big shotty Show up at the club try to front on everybody But we be Mass Influ And we dont have to move for anything (anything) Or anyone (anyone) LIFE to the MC Life twists and shifts makes a brother crazy People flip, switch and some turn fake About some nonsense job and I just cant relate yo, LIFE to the MC Life twists and turns makes a brother crazy People flip, switch, some turn fake About some nonsense job and I just cant relate One two, one two One two, one two two two Check it out yall We cant express to address of foul cops to be harassin And the mass individuals and kids whos actin a bit The masquerade sport in them star shades The facade full ? you actin like you paid for ? your pants you get the one cent ? And the jury hard rock ÒThinkin you got a lot?Ó You just fake perpetrate on some superstar status While we stay grounded, scope well rounded Ear to the street while you be dumb founded To facts, you cant believe stuff changes overnight With the red dog ? and the black ? lights Now, niggers in the session with the fake gun fights Say they wanna get down with mics mcin But everywhere they go, its just niggers thats ODin and Bitches singin outta tune with the loops Fuckin up hip hop tracks, too many wack groups Imagine you in 2000 Chemical type flows, leakin out the walls of your house, and Sounds funny but if you can watch money Change you and your friends to crash test dummies Youd fail, for losin all in ya Couldnt point a finger when you cocked your own hammer Youre from Atlanta or you froms New York It doesnt matter what type range of shit you talk cause the LIFE of an MC Im true to myself so I really cant be Week with the move, yo We aint gotta prove this to anything (anything) Or anyone (anyone) LIFE to the MC Life twists and turns makes a brother crazy People flip, switch, some turn fake About some nonsense job that I just cant relate Yo LIFE to the MC Life twists and turns makes a brother crazy People flip, switch, some turn fake About some nonsense job and I just cant relate LI-FE to the MC To the MC LI-FE to the MC To the funky MC "How many real hip hoppers in the place right about now?" [x5] From Letras Mania