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Artist :Big L
Album :Lifestylez Ov Da Poor & Dangerous
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Lifestylez Ov Da Poor & Dangerous

(Everybody everywhere is scratching for what they can get
Did you think anybody in this town is any different?
They don't give a damn who gets killed
Just as long as "the dice keep rollin
The hoes keep hoein
And the money keeps flowin")

My name is Land I'm from a part of town where clowns
Get beat down and all you hear is gunshot sounds
On 139 and Lennox Ave. there's a big park
And if you're softdon't go through it when it gets dark
Cause at nighttime niggas try to tax
They're sneakier than alley cats
That's why I carry gats
YoI'm a muthafuckin fugitive
Buckwild and foul is the lifestyle that I choose to live
Because to me it's all about a buck
I used to have a partner in crime by the name of Chuck
We stormed the cityshootin shit up like Frank Nitty
We robbed kids and split the dough 50/50
One day we stuck a dice game on the ave. and split the cash
Then I murdered his ass and took his half
Because I'm all about ends and skins
When you got doughyou don't need no muthafuckin friends
If I catch you on a late nightblackyou're gettin stuckjack
My moms told me to get a jobfuck that
Aiyopicture me gettin a job
Takin orders from Bobsellin corn on the cob
Yohow the hell I'ma make ends meet
Makin about 120 dollars a week?
ManI rather do another hit
I want clean clothesmean hoesand all that other shit
YoI admitI'm a sucker
A low downdirtysneakydouble-crossin canivin muthafucka
Breakin in cribs with a chrome bar
I wasn't 'poor'I was po'I couldn't afford the 'o-r'
I used to wait until it gets dark
And tell a nigga to stripI wanna see some birthmarks
Like a ninjadressed in black with a ski mask
I take all the fundsthen I run down the street fast
I vicked this nigga named Eugene
Took his brand new ring
Cause stickin up's a everyday routine
Once I was crusin in a beat-up ride
Saw this nigga named Clyde
And snuck up on him from the blind side
I told him"Give up the doughbefore you get smoked
Oh you're broke? ( *shots* ) now you're dead broke"
The Big L was cold crazy
A top-notch crook snatchin pocket books from old ladies
I don't careI'll do anything to get a buck
Even rob a Miller truckcause I don't give a fuck
Some say I'm ruthlesssome say I'm grim
Once a brother done broke into my house and I robbed him
Plenty and many brains I bust
Cause I was livin the lifestyle of the poor and dangerous

All of us from Harlem
That's livin the lifestyle of the poor & dangerous
This goes out
To my brothers
Big Lee and Don Ice
Reggie RegT.C.ToddLouBlack Tone
WhiteyTy SpeederRu DogHerb McGruff
E-JetG LoveDoc RingSlice and Rich Dice
I can't forget the 1-4-0
Lennox Ave.troop
And I gotta say rest in peace to Mate the SkateDog
And my man Kerry

(Now what kinda life is that for a child?
Now what kinda life is that for a child?
Now what kinda life is that for a fuckin child?
Word to mother
Fuck all that stupid shit
Controversialnot commercialnigga)


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