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Sendin' one out, to my man Killa be
No doubt indeed, weed, know what I'm sayin'?
That old real

There's a war goin' on outside no man is safe
You could run but you can't forever
From streets that we done took
You walkin' witcha head down scared to
You shook cause ain't no such things as halfway
They around when the beef cooks in my part of town
It's similar to
Now we all up and old, and beyond the cop's control
They better have the riot ready
Tryin' to bag me and get rocked
By the mac one-double, I you
And leave you not much to go home wit'
My skin is thick, I be up in the mix of action
If I'm not at home, puffin lye
New York got a depressed
So I wear a slug-proof my Guess
God bless my soul, before I put my down and begin to stroll
And to the drama I built, and all beef
You soon be killed, put us together
It's like mixin' and milk
I'm out blastin', takin' my enemies with me
And if not, they scarred, so they never forget me
Lord forgive me the Hennesey got me not how to act
I'm fallin' and I can't back
Or maybe the words from my man Killa Black
That I can't say so left a untold fact, until my death
My goal's to alive
Survival of the fit the strong survive

Yo, yo
We livin' til the day that we die
of the fit only the strong survive
(We still it)
We livin' this til the day we die
Survival of the fit only the strong
(Thug life, we livin' it)
We this til the day that we die
Survival of the fit only the survive
(We still it)
We livin' til the day that we die
(we this til the day that we die)
Survival of the fit the strong survive
(survival of the fit the strong)

I'm trapped, in between two worlds, tryin' to get dough ya
When the dough get low the jewels go, but never
As long as fiends crack
be on the block hustlin countin' my stacks
No doubt, watchin' my back and with caution
Five-oh lurkin', no to get lost in the system
Niggas usin' fake to get out quick
My brother did it and got bagged two ounces
I-llegal world squads hit the block hard
Ask my man Twin he got bagged, that fucked me up God
But shit happens for a
You find out who's your true when you're upstate bleedin'
You find a shorty to troop your bid wit'chu
Hit wit a 2 to 4 difficult
Wild on the streets I try to
Tight with my loot, cause like to run game
Some niggas like to trick but I ain't wit that shit
I'm like a Jew, savin' dough so I can big
a Lex, now I'm set, ready to jet
No matter how much loot I get I'm stayin' in the projects,
on the blocks we out-clever
If beef, we never separate and together
worse comes to worse and my peoples come first
Try to react and get them motherfuckin' hurt
My crew's all loot
Fuck lookin' cute, I'm Timb boots and army certified suits
Puffin L's, laid back, enjoyin' the
In the Bridge gettin' down it ain't hard to
You better

We livin' til the day that we die
Survival of the fit only the survive
(We livin' it)
We livin' til the day that we die
Survival of the fit only the survive
(Thug life, we still it)
We this til the day that we die
Survival of the fit only the strong
(We livin' it)
We this til the day that we die
Survival of the fit the strong survive
(Thug life, we still it)
(the survive)