Tonalité : B minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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It all began on the street,
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to the back of a blue police vehicle
Next come the bookings,
F
the way things is lookin
Dm
Am
It's Friday, you in for a long stay
Dm
Gettin shackled on the bus
F
first thing come Monday
Dm
Hopin in your mind
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Dm
you'll be released one day
F
But knowin, home is a place
Dm
you're not goin for a long while
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Now you're up on the isle
Dm
In a position that you ain't got to
F
refusin to smile
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Am
But keep in mind there's a brighter day,
Dm
after your time spent
F
Used to be wild, but locked up,
you can't get bent
Dm
Thought you could hack it,
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now you're requestin P C
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You're fragile, it ain't hard to see
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Am
Niggas like that don't associate with me
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F
I'd rather get busy to the third degree
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Am
'Cause the wrong population's on infinitely
Dm
If this was the street,
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my razor would be a mac demon
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Am
Hit you up, leave your whole face screamin'
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F
What you in for kid— bustin nuts?
Dm
Cats heard of me in street stories
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told inside this trap
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Who are you to look at me
F
with your eyes like that
Dm
Wisen up young blood,
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before you make things escalate
And I would hate to set
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your crooked ass straight
Chorus 1
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Am
Make your moves at night
Dm
Pack your heat in this war zone,
niggas is trife
Dm
Runnin from one time,
Am
ain't no time to slip
Dm
Make one false move and it's a up north trip
Dm
Livin the high life
Am
Make your moves at night
Dm
Pack your heat in this war zone,
niggas is trife
Dm
Runnin from one time,
Am
ain't no time to slip
Dm
Make one false move and it's a up north trip
Verse 2
Dm
Am
You tried to dip, duck, but still got bucked
Dm
You talk too much shit,
F
you shoulda kept your mouth shut
Dm
All that gossip, motherfucker
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Dm
don't you know my Glock kicks
F
Hollow tips, to your body, mad toxic
Dm
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Dm
I fade you, blow you with a rusty-ass razor
Did you a favor,
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tried to wet you but I graze you
Dm
Pop goes the Glock
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when there's beef on the block
Chill for a while
make them think the beef stop
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Then I creep like a thief in the night,
Dm
it's only right
F
Ain't no turnin back, it's on tonight
Dm
And if I get caught
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then my ass is up north
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Straight on the course for upstate New York
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Stress, smokin back to back cigarettes
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It popped off, one point in the mess hall
Dm
But to avoid that,
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from head to toe, dipped in all black
Hit them niggas
F
where they pump they cracks at
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Am
Havoc, with the murder master plan
Dm
Keep my nine up to par,
F
so my shit won't jam
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Am
God forbid if my shit do, run behind a tree
Dm
Fix my shit then hit you, slugs in your body
Mainly in your brain tissue
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Witness from the scene,
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get ghost, stash the pistol
F
So simple then,
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watch my back, lay up and relax
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Roll a sack, K-A black, find a shorty to tag
Chorus 2
Dm
Livin' the high life
Am
Make your moves at night
Dm
Pack your heat in this war zone,
niggas is trife
Dm
Runnin from one time,
Am
ain't no time to slip
Dm
Make one false move and it's a up north trip
Dm
Livin the high life
Am
Make your moves at night
Dm
Pack your heat in this war zone,
niggas is trife
Dm
Runnin from one time,
Am
ain't no time to slip
Dm
Make one false move and it's a up north trip
Verse 3
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I got the powder,
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combine wit the powder, and water
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F
It oughta, drop in a half an hour
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In the form of oil, watch the cocaine boil
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Keep my eye on it so the shit won't spoil
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Then I pause... and ask God why
Did he put me on this Earth,
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just so I could die
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I sit back and build on
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all the things I did wrong
Why I'm still breathin,
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and all my friends gone
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I try not to dwell on the subject
for a while
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Cause I might get stuck
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in this corrupt lifestyle
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But my heart pumps foul blood
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through my arteries
F
And I can't turn it back, it's a part of me
Dm
Too late for cryin,
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I'm a grown man strugglin
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F
To reach the next level of life
without fumblin
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Down to foldin, I got no shoulder
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to lean on but my own
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All alone in this danger zone
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Time waits for no man,
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the streets grow worse
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Fuck the whole world kid,
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my money comes first
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'Cause I'm out for the gusto,
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and trust no body
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If you're not family then you die by me
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Cause niggas will have you locked up
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the snitch'll be your man
F
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Givin police the run down on your plans
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We're never goin down like that
So I... shut my mouth
F
and hold my words back
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Illegal business, forever mine,
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fuck payin taxes
The last kid that shitted
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and gave police access
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To my blueprints, used names as evidence
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Skipped town and I haven't seen
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the snitch nigga ever since
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The moral of the story
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is easy to figure out
F
A lesson that you can't live without
Chorus 3
Dm
Livin the high life
Am
Make your moves at night
Dm
Pack your heat in this war zone,
niggas is trife
Dm
Runnin from one time,
Am
ain't no time to slip
Dm
Make one false move and it's a up north trip
Dm
Am
Dm
Livin the high life
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