DJ Deadeye, Ea$y Money, Krumb Snatcha, Esoteric, Slaine - Livin' Lost lyrics

[DJ Deadeye, Ea$y Money, Krumb Snatcha, Esoteric, Slaine - Livin' Lost lyrics]

Yo I roll the dice kissing my palm
A real gambler
But my mission is strong my vision is long
The hardest artist with the pen
Leaking my pistol is drawn
I walked sidewalks that wished I was gone
Fistful of Psalm, my punch is full of poetry
A pitbull wit rhymes
I roll with dollar bills and I
Puff my nickels with dimes
They put me in the hospital told
Me I'm sick in the mind
Police pull me over searching for
A pistol to find, da nine!
So maybe I'm defiant and young
But, I can see my future in
The silent eyes of my son
He sayin' "Daddy is an animal my farther is a
Sicker soul held his gun close to him
Always drank his liquor cold!"
Such a cold bastard I was
I was only passionate about my past as it was
Perhaps I'm to consumed about the
Cash and the drugs
I shed tears when they ask what I was
I was livin' lost

Money money money got my mind on it
So everyday I'm on my grind homie
Got no clue 'bout when my time gon' end
Like I'm living my whole life blindfolded
I'm lost (I don't I know where I'm going to)
I'm lost (But, I can't do it without you)

Ya, makin' rap records got me
Livin' lost like Jack Shepard
No place to hide, no spots to rock
Like the black leopard
But, I tackle the gazelle
Battle rappers till they fell insane asylum
Whining that they padded to the cell
All you gotta do in 2010
Is rap on twitter well
NFL chain movin' to the city citadel
I ain't BC, I'm a mac so forget it Del
I rock a jersey in Jersey
Without a bit of gel
I spit it, tell the truth
The kid is hell on wheels
With that bitter smell like ghost rider
No ghost writer most critics fell
Yo, I'm tryna bake it and fake
It until I make it
But that recipe is sacred
Don't you ever mistake it i can't
Give up yet, yeah the wisdoms upset
I'm livin' lies, livin' lost
Got us livin' in debt we livin'
Check to check like tenaments
In Prague right?
Shit is fucked up every day and every night

Money money money got my mind on it
So everyday I'm on my grind homie
Got no clue 'bout when my time gon' end
Like I'm living my whole life blindfolded
I'm lost (I don't I know where I'm going to)
I'm lost (But, I can't do it without you)

Back then, murda murda all a y'all homie
Never think one blink, wrap em up like?
Live wire, the mind is electric
Melodic, hypnotic
Robotic who wanna set shit in motion?
Rub 'em all out like lotion
Deeper than the ocean, pen and the pad
My potion
I'll hex ya like voodoo, who do more?!
The young Islamic, Raja Mohamed wit metaphors
Been lost, what it take to be the best?
Cover all ground, I'm a human GPS
Never have to stress
Get lost and I'm coastin'
To the game relief like IB profen
Step on stage, make it scream like banshees
What you know about government
Cheese in their pantries?
I came from the bottom, man I deserve this
The flow Esoteric, don't get Slaine by verses

Money money money got my mind on it
So everyday I'm on my grind homie
Got no clue 'bout when my time gon' end
Like I'm living my whole life blindfolded
I'm lost (I don't I know where I'm going to)
I'm lost (But, I can't do it without you)

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