O.C., JAY-Z - Bonafied lyrics

Yo, fuck having my neck dripped with jewels
That don’t mean shit
This man behind this rhyme is
The nigga that’s slick, licking
My thumbs
Counting papers from my street-smart
Wigs in the
Club, we hug, foes taking some flick, pushing
The same whips niggas got with
Platinum stacks two LPs far from gold, yo
People think I’m selling cracks nah!
They see me living with a smile on my face
And if you see me in the spot, I’m
Down low in the place, sipping
My liquor
Remi Martin running through my liver
Sucking on lemon peels, them
Shit's tastes bitter, having fun
For that particular time and date i feel
I’m almost to the point
So I calmly skate fuck all the broads


Fuck all the cats who applaud
My name who wouldn’t
Give me no love if I wasn’t in the game i’m
Full of surprises, analyze the all-wise
Good Cartiers protect my eyes
When I’m dipping
On the BQ, my Benz see-through fuck tints
I’m live, nigga, and so is my people
Half of me is godly, the other half is evil
So if it comes down to it
I’m strapped if we do it you feel me?
Love is life and life is love
Real live niggas and bona fide thugs
Career criminals with ice-grilled mugs
Not afraid to shed blood
To bleed i believe because
Love is life and life is love
Real live niggas and bona fide thugs
Career criminals with ice-grilled mugs
Not afraid to shed blood, to bleed i believe

Yo, I try to live
My life right earth is like the
Tree of life tempted by
The forbidden fruit in my face
I wanna take a bite of it
It looks sweet, making my mouth water
Then I thought of a foul thought of filming
Somebody daughter on camcorder
She of age, but her mind’s in the cage
Fucked
My man and my man and my man for no wage
Savage
Cause, Devil’s got me locked by the balls
Inside my soul, good and evil fighting a war
Mixed feelings like Remi and cranberry, a man
How will he fall if I shoot him
Dead where he stand? I’m thinking
Like Charles Manson
Dreaming of Marilyn Manson
Praying over my grave
Deep with the plants and
Roots of evil coming in shapes and forms
I cannot identify what’s right
Or what’s wrong
All I know is, sometimes, I fiend for dough
Fiend for clothes
And fiend for hoes backstage at my shows uh!

Love is life and life is love
Real live niggas and bona fide thugs
Career criminals with ice-grilled mugs
Not afraid to shed blood
To bleed i believe because
Love is life and life is love
Real live niggas and bona fide thugs
Career criminals with ice-grilled mugs
Not afraid to shed blood, to bleed i believe

Yo, yo life is full of lessons that
We all must learn
Take heed and pay attention ‘cause
A drastic turn can be
Just around the corner, waiting
Coming dead-on it depends
On how you’re living and the path you’re on
It’s in the cards being dealt
I want the best for me it’s Love
Hell or Right, OC has a destiny to be
The best that I can be that
Means giving my all i’m too
Intelligent and bright to be taking
A fall i’m 20
Some-odd years old, young, black
And a force, i’m living
To see some grandkids and
Die of natural cause, retire
Somewhere, living in the Keys of Flor’
Sipping on Coors
Old and happy, spit tobacco from my jaws
The price of hard living
Hard work granted you’re given
A chance, y’all, succeed and advance far
Take advantage, opportunities is right
In your face avoid it unless driven to it
Murder was the case uh!
Love is life and life is love
Real live niggas and bona fide thugs
Career criminals with ice-grilled mugs
Not afraid to shed blood
To bleed i believe because
Love is life and life is love
Real live niggas and bona fide thugs
Career criminals with ice-grilled mugs
Not afraid to shed blood, to bleed i believe