Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Livin' Proof, artist - Group Home. Album song Livin' Proof, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.1994
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Ffrr
Song language: English
Livin' Proof |
My life story strictly business never blew my chance |
Moms kicked me out the house when I was flippin I’m the Man |
Put the boys on the street, make them walk this beat |
Teach them how to eat, and to seek for peace |
Son I stamped this name Livin’Proof cause I mean what I say |
Bring the fake to reality and make them pay |
Yo these ghetto rhyme stories got em scared to death |
I’m tryin to get the fuck out, see what the world’s about |
Check it nineteen-eighty-six is when I reached my peak |
Take my brothers outta state and tried to make some ends meet |
First destinate your sector then it’s just like that |
Makin moves with my brothers and there’s no turnin back |
We got thirty-six grams on the scale right now |
Gettin ready with my brothers time to break the shit down |
I’m not about killin my people but you know how it go Work with me not against me and we’ll make mad dough |
Wear my co-defendant out when I break down with rap |
Hold me back and give me love and now I’m givin it back |
A unique sound from the streets and it’s just so sweet |
My Livin’Proof life story, let me break it in piece |
Yo I rock on the block with the real hip-hop |
As you start to clock… and jock |
Yo, I’m comin off with mad rage |
Eighteen, and hittin the real stage |
But don’t worry bout me, cause I’m makin it And if I can’t have it, then I’m takin it That’s how it is, cause I’m livin trife |
Where’s my knife, take a chance witcha life |
Rappers decapitate, and disintegrate |
You I will mutilate, when I penetrate |
Go for the one when I say raid |
A hit man for hire and I wanna get paid |
Cause bullets are sprayed and anybody is laid |
More money is made and that’s the family trade |
See I make moves and tell what’s the truth |
That’s why I’m here, to be livin proof |
Leave it up to me while I be livin proof |
Life as a shorty shouldn’t be so rough -→Inspectah Deck |
(both lines from C.R.E.A.M.) |
(cut and scratched by DJ Premier 4X) |
I’m lost, must pay the cost to be the boss |
With force, rather get my point across |
I’m goin off on the mic insane, out of sight |
When I take flight (like who kid?) Like Mike |
And you see, I be rollin like a battlecat |
And I’m ready to rip on my combat |
Beef I’m not havin that yo, I pull my trigger back |
And all you pussy niggaz know where my heart is at |
I like to stay down low but yo I flip at times |
Like when I’m kickin lines, or bustin out nines |
It’s like that, shit I jumped off the roof |
Pysch, cause I wouldn’t be livin’proof |
Kick the truth, to the young black youth -→Inspectah Deck |
The moral of the story — what the fuck’s goin on? |
NYCeez won’t see two thousand if these niggaz keep frontin |
I used to hustle on the block, now I rock for papes |
Watch out, the world turn, and I will come back |
Relieven stress off my brain I got the la-la for that |
Breakin down all subjects, and then all facts |
Lettin lose everyday, but still, keepin it fat |
Bust it niggaz keep on frontin in this game aight? |
Scared to death ass rappers don’t get no props |
Scared to come to the ghetto talk about bustin shots |
See I can walk around the ghetto stand in peace and at ease |
Get my ghetto crowd open yo you know what I mean |
Indeed, see what I see and then you know what I mean |
Gettin ready for the future so don’t fuck with me My livin’proof life story niggaz I kill it with ease… |
Chorus + to kick the truth, to the young black youth |