Dj Screw

(feat. Z-Ro)
[DJ Screw]
A mufucka wonder what Ill do
Kill you bitch, pop-pop a lot
Youth or ancient, whats the deal?
Southside its a new era, knoimsayin?
Put you on your boys mind, real shit
Know what Im talkin about?
[Verse 1: DJ Screw]
Nobody seems to understand that my brain aint stable
They got me out on a ledge, feel like Im fallin off the edge
It aint no fable, its re-ali-ty
Feel like Ill move an your fizzin
theyre tryin to tackle me, thats why I keep up the business
So relative or stranger, better keep yo distance
I cant determine friend from foe so you in danger
Chemical inbalances of the weed and cocaine
But it really dont matter to society
A nigga that got no face an no name
Deservin more, but Ima move until I aint got nothin left
An the only thing thats promised to me is more povert and death
Cuz theres some niggaz lookin for me an they might be near
And if they kill me dont shed a tear, Remember Im a heavy here
Even still, gotta keep my eyes on the prize
Although my vision is blurry Im losing life in a hurry
Even my girlfriend dont understand
Dont want her to witness the wicked
so please find yourself another man... haters feel me
[Chorus: x2]
This..is..my..liiiife
Forgotten in the struggllle
Livin to shine
[Verse 1: screwed and chopped]
[DJ Screw - Verse 2]
Opposition and proposition is schemin for cash
And if you bitches is scandilous, I get mad at ya
So I alleviate the pressure, dont try to run
I guarantee the slugsll catch ya (hahahaha)
Oh yea, I keep some problem solvers
Ill pistol-whip my automatic and revolver, check it
An Im a, "hello bab-ay", its in my nature
This a must it aint a maybe p.k.
The feds takin pictures and tappin my phones
But if I catch you bitches snitchin best believe me its on
I analyze an visualize to open fire on bitches
And if I catch you bastards asleep Im leavin bodies in ditches (huh?)
Ill bet they ask a bastard: "feel like spendin a long one in a casket?"
check it
Niggaz bustin your ass, all Ill give yous a ski mask
Bustin shots from my Rolles, tryin to make your car crash (feel me)
... This is MY LIFE
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: screwed and chopped]
[Verse 3: DJ Screw]
Everybody think I love keepin impulsive pride tappin
But I know they wouldnt give a fuck about me if there wasnt no money in rappin
See I know they wanna get rich off of me, understand
Even if I was to die I would still rep talk, theyd still put a mic in my hand
Quit tryin to cover my style of life, pretendin like they from my block
But I survive from willin to live while they depend on war and talk
Before you make your move, check yourself and give er in front of me
Even if lyrical strugglin, adjust your ticket cuz you know how dead your gonna be
Theres gon be a dentist to see
When a nigga be screamin and hollarin "Im yo Godfather"
But I guess its just the menace in me
Plus, the only nigga thats keepin me from clickin is Herman Fisher
We dont care cuz to kid us hell get us a drink and infinite burnin swishers
Why they wanna play with my life? they got families, nigga I dont
The only thing between me an them hoes is Ima keep thuggin they timid ass home
But they mind they own goddamn business, and keep theyself outta mine
Because of a thin line between livin they business and boo-yah!
Caught with the nine baby
[Chorus x2]
[ My Life Lyrics ]