Our Life Lyrics

Our Life Lyrics

Yo, don't make me flip on you.
Actually you can't make me do nothing...
I might decide to.

[Necro]
I used to mush thugs
And now i push drugs
I knew a kid that put slugs in his own mug.
He used to show me his guns
Ain't a cat that knows me as son
Remember violence the only one
I used to watch how my pops would treat a girl
And beef with the world he had a bone to pick
That's why my dome was sick
It rubbed off on me
Cos the apple don't fall far from the tree, g
You cats keep your distance
Cos your scared i might flip in a instance
When i was filled with innocence
I was still commiting sins
Half of you cats are sweet like cinnamon
I'll shove a knife in your grin
I run with convicts and stick up kids
That will rob you for 6 bucks b**ch
We flip right before you expect it
'cause we were neglected as children now we're hectic
We shot men and we rob gems
I seen cats that used to clock me
Now i clock them
Got easier access to a glock ten
In case one in your face is the only option.
[Chorus]x2
Necro and I'll Bill
Walk around like
Murder murder, kill kill
Gun up in ur grill
Now u screamin chill chill
Didn't have ur steele
Now u get ur cap peeled
This is our life (our life)

[Ill Bill]
Ayo i grew up in the motherf**kin projects
My mom says since my pop left
We had to get a section aid apparment
The rents cheap
I see decepticons at least 10 deep
Run up on me flippin wanna set beef
That was some faggot sh*t
Me and my brother ran for dolo
The only two white kids up in my projects
That wasn't homo
I fought everyday beefed with a hundred cats
Way before i sold drugs and started bustin caps
Way before i bust my first nut i loved to rap
At ten years old is when i first started to f**k with that
Everyone else in my pjs who'd rhyme was black
I kept it to myself continued to define my cr*p
I used to buy my mother milk draggin a spiked bat
You f**k wit me i was the type of cat to fight bak
I lace you up for broken nose holdin the ice pack
White, black, puerto-rican's we was poor it was wack
My mom tried her best i never graduated high school
I learned to pump drugs and pack nines instead
Became one of those violent heads have you on the respirator
Even though the doctor know your mind is dead

[Chorus]x2
This is Our Life!