Live And Let Live song by Souls of Mischief from Primary Album Album not found. The music is composed and produced by Joel. Genre is Rap, West Coast, Jazz Rap music. The Record company is unknown. Released on None.
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Live And Let Live Meaning
| [[Verse 1: Opio] Now, playful pulpit-pussies poppin’ junk with the pistol Sweated because I’m dreaded, let’s get ready to pull a fistful Of extinction, reachin’, quick on the trigger, sneakin’ And then send a flurry of bullets diggin’ deep in my flesh and wreakin’ The props ’cause they pops lots of mops heads drop Dead plots, a cop, eager and ready to lick the shots hot Ready to kick the plot so wipin’ the flop and then I vanish Managed to escape by the skin of my teeth and then say, “Damn, it’s a shame,” the brain is washed, to the point when it’s savage Beasts, I rest in peace, simply before I annex Insanity; why can’t there be a resolution? I ask you No answer, so fuck it the next time my life is threatened, I’ll blast you Packin’ the black steel, makin’ the mack’s feel pain and fear As I smear blood from buckshots to the brain Pump! Pump! Pump! Listen to the bullets hum as they buzz past Your ears and dig in, drillin’ into your cranium Not a gang-banger, crack-slanger, never done had the rep kid Yet sweated, frequently, see me and step with Intent to kill spilling your blood for your sins Defends my livelihood ’cause rivals could bring ends to My youthful bliss bustin’ a trigger gun and missed this Bullets, to the vital organs, in order to assist In your death, your last breath havin’ spasms as I has em’ The idea is demonic and the thought is surely sad And not a murderer, ensurin’ the longevity of my life, I’ll Live and let live, kill if I must, I shall , [Chorus: Phesto] I give it all I got—that’s all I got to give Yo, you got to live and let live I give it all I got—that’s all I got to give Yo, you gotta live and let live [Verse 2: Tajai] Damn, I wish that I can have bliss, daily Lately, I try to speak my piece but words fail me I’m dwelling in the halls of appalling sights of evil I got to sweat the devil plus I got to sweat my people Do I gotta blow them brains out to get them chains out your head? The mackin’ mentally offends to be dead Deceased I gotta a peace deeds ’cause the beast be Lurkin’ up in them, so now I’m buckin’ them And stuck in them, the herring fits means tricks You learn it when you plunder and tell me to run the kicks You might trip, and find it hard to swallow this But follow this down a dark alley and you’re catchin’ hollow tips You got yo’ shit, I got mine, leave it at that Respect T or thank me, when I shank thee Necks, ’cause clever dreads can sever heads weasel I may be thin but my lead friends be diesel A law-abiding citizen but shit it’s been long enough Strong and tough, sniff this and you’re snuffed Stifled, step lively, don’t try to bust me Trust the fact that I’m friendly and yo, plus See that I love humans—they hate me I’d love to live and let live but no one’s T So until then I chill when it’s possible But I gotsta pull pieces because we’re peaceless , [Chorus: Phesto] I give it all I got—that’s all I got to give You got to live and let live I give it all I got—that’s all I got to give You gotta live and let live [Verse 3: A-Plus] Yo Thy shall not kill—I will if I have to You say I’m the one promoting violence—well, I ask you; Have you ever heard the sound of bullets passin’ you? Ever thought of goin’ out with someone blastin’ you? Willin’ to be killin’ maybe is a great sin But it’s not appealin’ when bullets penetrate skin What pain when a brain leaves a stain with the quickness So I get a fool if I think that I’m on his shit list With the swiftness of a Glock nine So now who got your back? ‘Cause my gat got mine Find a brother with some dreads and now you figure you’re gonna kill him Well I grab my gun when I see one I’m gonna fill him Why should you live in fear thinkin someone is gonna get ya I bet ya, before he gets me he’ll be on a stretcher So no nigga pulls a trigger on the S-O-M And if there’s more than one, I’ll have to kill the rest of them Buckshots, leave a body ripped, ’cause I got equipped With a shotty quick, that nobody wanna riff with Get split open with the fury of the lead, G Rat-a-tat, tat-a-tat, flat is what your head be Dead see, why don’t brothers wanna let me function When I pull it, kids be eatin’ bullets like a luncheon Adam got a magnum and I tag ’em with this weapon Be threatened, ’cause Adam be pullin’ a pistol if you’re steppin’ I don’t like it but I guess that that’s the way it has to be Live and let live but then you’re dead before you’re blastin’ me , [Chorus: Phesto] I give it all I got—that’s all I got to give You got to live and let live I give it all I got—that’s all I got to give Yo, you gotta live and let live I give it all I got—that’s all I got to give You got to live and let live I give it all I got—that’s all I got to give You gotta live and let live Oakland, you gotta live and let live On the East Coast, you gotta live and let live In the South, you gotta live and let live Everybody, yo—live and let live] |
