Common, AZ, Case, Kid Capri, Allure - Life Goes On lyrics
Common [Lonnie Rashid Lynn] Chicago, Illinois, U.S. 🇺🇸
AZ [Anthony Cruz]
[Common, AZ, Case, Kid Capri, Allure - Life Goes On lyrics]
Ladies and gentlemen, my name is Rich Nice
And on behalf of Trackmasters Entertainment
I would like to welcome you to the Kid Capri
Soundtrack to the Streets album
We have so many entertainers
I would like to welcome to
The stage right now allure, Case
Common Sense and The Firm's very own AZ
A nigga seen it, triple beam shit
Brown and green mix
Fiend this, made for machines that kick
Blow ya speakers out
Only the real I speak about
Made to freak you out
Fuck with ya mom but teach you routes
Nigga spots rollin, shoot-out
Gun shots blowin
Older niggas got shorties on the block holdin
Lost, my youngest cousin sittin up north
Takin a short from another
Nigga hittin 'em off two to four
Guess it's no tellin what
Some'll do to score
Four pounds give off sounds through the door
We waited, but now it's time to designate it
You hate it, had the drop but hesitated
Life goes on, life like two's and five
Who decides what's wrong or right
Just got paid feelin good tonight
Life goes on
In my world, life like two's and five
Who decides what's wrong or right
Just got paid feelin good tonight
Life goes on and on
Yo A-Zilla
You know I ain't the type to play killa
But this day still arrives in
My mind like a light
A damn Thursday night, and plans to be out
'Til the night served daylight
But it ain't happen
Rappin to myself cause it wasn't
No one to rap to
This villian came to me like
'somebody lookin at you'
Cause I'm Common Sense and
I rap consciousness he was prompt to diss
Mad cause my guy used to knock his bitch
I could sense he was tryna' bring it
But I wasn't ready to recieve it
Fact I make him leave it
Before he popped some shit I did
The opposite and stole 'em
Back his lady tried to hold him
Like Big Pun I scold 'em and told 'em
I ain't a shooter I just punch a lot
Between blows this big tried to up his Glock
His brother watched swoop like big
Daddy on teenage love
He got to my tape by C nigga Dub
Got his dome in a hug
Muffed his broad back with one hand
Tried to pop
It must've been a Nas cause the gun jammed
Unplanned I disarmed this trick, nigga
Pistol-whipped his ass, his ladies
I was palmin it hollered '87 reign dominate'
Needed a fight that night
Me and my woman had an argument
People come and people go
There's one thing that you must know
Life goes on yeah
No matter what you're going through
I'm just trying to tell you
Life goes on and on
Everybody's got their own thing
Some just don't know how to handle it
I need to tell ya, you need to know
Cause I know, life goes on, life goes on
Feelin good, feelin good
In my world, in my world feelin good
Where you gonna go feelin good
And on behalf of Trackmasters Entertainment
I would like to welcome you to the Kid Capri
Soundtrack to the Streets album
We have so many entertainers
I would like to welcome to
The stage right now allure, Case
Common Sense and The Firm's very own AZ
A nigga seen it, triple beam shit
Brown and green mix
Fiend this, made for machines that kick
Blow ya speakers out
Only the real I speak about
Made to freak you out
Fuck with ya mom but teach you routes
Nigga spots rollin, shoot-out
Gun shots blowin
Older niggas got shorties on the block holdin
Lost, my youngest cousin sittin up north
Takin a short from another
Nigga hittin 'em off two to four
Guess it's no tellin what
Some'll do to score
Four pounds give off sounds through the door
We waited, but now it's time to designate it
You hate it, had the drop but hesitated
Life goes on, life like two's and five
Who decides what's wrong or right
Just got paid feelin good tonight
Life goes on
In my world, life like two's and five
Who decides what's wrong or right
Just got paid feelin good tonight
Life goes on and on
Yo A-Zilla
You know I ain't the type to play killa
But this day still arrives in
My mind like a light
A damn Thursday night, and plans to be out
'Til the night served daylight
But it ain't happen
Rappin to myself cause it wasn't
No one to rap to
This villian came to me like
'somebody lookin at you'
Cause I'm Common Sense and
I rap consciousness he was prompt to diss
Mad cause my guy used to knock his bitch
I could sense he was tryna' bring it
But I wasn't ready to recieve it
Fact I make him leave it
Before he popped some shit I did
The opposite and stole 'em
Back his lady tried to hold him
Like Big Pun I scold 'em and told 'em
I ain't a shooter I just punch a lot
Between blows this big tried to up his Glock
His brother watched swoop like big
Daddy on teenage love
He got to my tape by C nigga Dub
Got his dome in a hug
Muffed his broad back with one hand
Tried to pop
It must've been a Nas cause the gun jammed
Unplanned I disarmed this trick, nigga
Pistol-whipped his ass, his ladies
I was palmin it hollered '87 reign dominate'
Needed a fight that night
Me and my woman had an argument
People come and people go
There's one thing that you must know
Life goes on yeah
No matter what you're going through
I'm just trying to tell you
Life goes on and on
Everybody's got their own thing
Some just don't know how to handle it
I need to tell ya, you need to know
Cause I know, life goes on, life goes on
Feelin good, feelin good
In my world, in my world feelin good
Where you gonna go feelin good