Proof - Define My Life Lyrics

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Me and my momma aint close daddy ghost like most

Only for the hood riches when we broke that we all toast

Got an awesome gang yesterday

My rhyme is just press and play

Born in thiscold world shit that ain't no special day

Just a reminder you get to thirty you lucky

Mother fucker that's the words of t stuckey

Grew up on put stones(?) and ybi

Mazaradi rig why would i lie?

Good all die

Got a question your honour listen

Whatever happened to that shit death before decider?

I'm on the tip why your flipping flopper g

Don't even know what he charged when did he cop a plea?

Sloppily shit this game did change

N*ggas caught with a little work and they start naming names

I'm blaming fame benz's bitches and bling

In today's world y'all treat a f*ckin snitch as a king

Switches my means of incomewin some go far in come

All the broke n*ggas and didsome(?)

Youcan lose one battle but lose the war

My shoes is torn

From walking these dawgs

Damn i'm talking to y'all!

While you're not involved just nodding along

I've got to ask the church shit is god in the wrong?

And to you mr. preacher is god in the wrong?

Y'all don't even hear me n*ggas your just nodding along

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Chorus

I took this time to gripe

Hear this rhyme i write

Let me clearly define my life

Verse 2

Bubba fats is the truth

The raps out of proof

It's all steel like the gats that i shoots

Backwards i move from 86-88

Where there's chambers remain here with heavy weight

So much game around me

They drown me

In this sin city

I've been busy

Since sucking on my mommas thin titty

When is he stopping the world? god don't know

It's all a joke to him watching how hard we grow

Death don't kissy you when god say it

Sort of like that little whistle in broadway

Our way plant workers on lines beeper stores

Healthcare f*ck potholes we got deeper sores

Reaped with wars

My man young to kill patrick

Dexter is lovely ain't it? i'm still at it

I fill my hand with mr. man and tone-loc

When the lights burnt out in them grown folk

My bone broke

To lift this pen

Let me jot this down and get this in

When i'm gone i hope y'all respect me then

Let me jot this down and get this in

When i'm dead and gone i hope y'all respect me then

I'm gone

Chorus

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