[Chorus] Well, don't you know what they say about the show? Well, even if you don't play, it must go on You have decided to stay, you wanna be home But don't take it no way, me and my bros We just got to do it (Do it) Do it (Do it) do it (Do it) do it (Ayy-ya) One more time, we just got to do it (Do it) Do it (Do it) do it (Do it) do it (Ayy-ya) [Bridge] Life must be a snowglobe Distracted and confused Gotta make yo' mind up This is yours to lose Things will always pop up Like snowflakes, they will move And yes, that sounds real cold, but What you gonna do? What you gonna do? As long as the blood in my vein and brain flows smoothly I remain the same with game unruly Yours truly, Kevin. You wimps can't fool me Sending your wife disguised as a groupie Evasive action for cats clapping out a hooptie Trying to jack my life like I'm jewelry Stay alert to you cats that's trying to do me Greasy-mouth niggas and dudes that eye-screw me 'Cause there's nothing you could do with your hands. Hope You and your mans drew up funeral plans. For a few Of them grams, remain fertilizing the land Follow me, fam? Ain't no getting out of this jam Years long, years fast Years gone, years past Years cold, years liver Years old, years wiser This side of the tracks, providing facts is core essential Would bring quick swing now tactics more mental In the hood we could and would deliver hate Was gutter soldiers not mothered over, deliberate Thinking man of stinking clan, I'm still a ape Food for thought... should've brought a bigger plate This ain't swine-rhyming, it's fine dining Was raw by the liquor store, but I ain't whining No sense to buffer, was meant to suffer The dark made tor better art to dispense and usher Built from pain tilt your frame, now a level head Won't see me being greedy--I fed usted Versatile, birthed a style, damn postpartum Wavy, need a navy, can't coast guard him Not a diluted, concentrate Lotta fly movement, concentrate Super thug catch ruger slug, fear's motive Faith endured, face obscured, tears coated Was a arm to target Some bolted, knowing I'll do harm to starboard Had a rough road, my goal calmed the carsick Now I'm juicing, getting loose in the farmers market [hook] Through all the bars were my scars and mementos Was heavy young man, for every one friend had ten foes It been woes, that's how the trend goes, never would have been chose Through the sifter couldn't picture me getting in if I ain't impose Bred in the height of Maya, ready to light a fire, when them froze When my heart is best tries for all his highs as their been lows My hurtful eyes seen all when virtue dies and sin grows Tried to learn hate sooner, but a late bloomer, wasn't primrose Tired of black kids bending over backwards living in limbos Got a lot of layers, that's how I made it through winter in them thin clothes. [Bridge]

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