Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song How I Live, artist - Twiztid. Album song Independence Day, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 13.04.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Psychopathic
Song language: English
How I Live |
| How i live |
| My michrophone is my outlet |
| To project my style and see how loud the crowd can get |
| No non-sence this is how you need to be livin |
| Dude this is the life we show improve on each and every move |
| We need some money smokeing bitches to clear our vision like visine |
| And a 40 of O-E for the I.V. |
| So gimmie gimmie cuz im livin for the fame |
| And i aint leavin till i get all that i can and then some |
| I see it tatted on ur back and ur arms |
| And im a static you a deal to throw whats killin ur moms |
| I know ur pops dont understand he thinks ur buildin a bomb because you sit up |
| in ur room and every word you sing along |
| And it seems every word comein outta ur mouth is raw |
| And the truth is they dont have a clue whats goin on |
| If they would just shut the fuck up give me a listen then they could hear it |
| all in my voice exactly how im livin |
| Thats how i live |
| Wildein on the streets that we live |
| Thats how i live |
| Tryin to take as much as i give |
| Thats how i live |
| Planttin fantasies in ur kids |
| Thats how i live |
| Dont be actin like you know who this is |
| (hats how i live) |
| How i live |
| Tinted windows on suv’s im smokein |
| Purchesed from grammer and words spoken |
| Uh hustla i was born and raised |
| With the knowlege that you gotta do what you gotta to get paid |
| Cant respect game |
| Ill see you on the grind |
| Same heart same passion its my three of a kind |
| Its TWIZTID and yuh boy proof from the dirty dozen this shit was destined to |
| happen dont ever say it wasnt |
| Please belive it we sit and re-think it |
| Spit flames just blow ur mind and re-heat it re-seaded |
| Slim nov for cons fifty knee beezy |
| And necro jigga its d tweezy |
| Tiwztid we bees the misfits |
| Keep squeezin bisquits |
| Street clean the district |
| This means restricted |
| Family nah ambity time |
| You cross one of them you cross me im layin you down |
| Affiliated with sum folks that most of yall aint really heard of its keepin me |
| secret just like a murder |
| With blurred vision im undercover like burn victims witta temper like a pitbull |
| waitin my turn sick em' |
| Lickin my chaps why you sit in the same spot like street sighns while i |
| resurect the whole east side |
| Thats how i live and you can love it or leave it |
| But for you to do what i do it’d take ur whole life to achieve it |
| My cousins from other mothers they dozens they brothers of us mother that icp |
| be feared recoverd that gang among us |
| Pac and big is the world |
| Wipein balde exhaust |
| Tryin to repair the damages and managin they j and ob |
| So wish to esham |
| Detroit in these palms |
| We tryin to get back to these local cats to point where there from |
| So i spit it how im in it a minute how i spit it forever walked in it lets get |
| it how we live it its good |