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[young n-ble:]
n-ble justice…
for the future
yeah – this outlaw lifestyle

aye yo…
i live life like a young n-gg- born in corruption
god made me famous for my pain and suffering
or maybe that ain’t even the case
you gotta watch – what you wish for dawg
it might blow up in ya face
feeling like young n-be’ in a race
life is like rolling the ace
and i don’t even like showing my face
cause m-th-f-ckas get the wrong impression
i ain’t a rapper dawg
this just how i make my living
it ain’t no telling where i’m supposed to be
if makaveli hadn’t chosen me
to til outlaw royalty
the game won’t spoil me
i keep dirt in my nails
and won’t knock you if you work at the sh-ll
at least a m-th-f-cka got a job
that’s ya problem there
knockin’ the next man for tryna get theirs
you betta try to get yours
cause time is hard
and don’t ask about the lawz
cause we grinding hard
come on…

[chorus:]
we don’t – know which way to go
when ya ask ’em
don’t n-body seem to know
either the right or you down the wrong road
but i don’t eat, don’t sleep, don’t
we don’t – know which way to go
when ya ask ’em
don’t n-body seem to know
either the right or you down the wrong road
but i don’t eat, don’t sleep, don’t
we don’t know

[young n-ble:]
i thought you n-gg-z said you want chips
(ya life is ya own)
i ain’t tryna b-mp fa’ sh-t
i’m tryna stack it for my grand kids
handle ya biz
and get it how it come
and seeing is believing
ya’ll blind as f-ck
til some n-gg-z in ya living room tyin’ ya up
for a couple of bucks
you been oweing for months
let it pile up
it all coming down at once
on ya shoulders while you standing up
add it up
that probably mean you gon’ fall dawg
all my n-gg-z tatted up
they call us the outlawz
and that means we the family by any means
i ratha’ sell cd’s then work at micky d’s
i can’t knock that
i love a big mac
and everybody don’t know how to rap
so if you got a little hustle
or got a little talent
you better get it cracking
don’t be scared of the challenge
come on…

[chorus]

[nutt-so:]
picture my life
(ya life is ya own)
droppin’ to my toes
ran to the curb
sniffin’ c-ke thru my nose
h-ll naw
can’t go out like that
before i do
run up in the bank and hit the big sack
but on the other hand
i’m still stuck in the streets
murder – hustle – fa’ bread so my girls could eat
ain’t no soul finna stand in my way
from this money – or for this
‘fore-fore slug nose tucked in my waist
this fast lane got me driven to the,
point of nervousness
got me drawin’ down pistols on innocent nurses
it’s pure ghetto
and my reaction is blast fully
on the nearest m-th-f-cka standing close in the hoody
i’m paranoid
but the money is flowing steady
coppin’ anything i dream
pushin’ this sh-t heavy
i was stackin’ til i was crackin’ a ceiling
with loot – and proof
and now a n-gg- crackin’ the roof
it’s my thang

[chorus]

ya life is ya own…

- young noble

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