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Living Proof

Don't stop
Don't stop

[Royce Da 5' 9"]
Bad and Evil is (BACK! )

Uh, we bout to get into a tail of a gunner that details the dungeon,
Just as the pale moon illuminates the hail and thundering.
Oh, once again where I fail from blundering,
Shady lifted his wing then I fell from under it --
Now I'm free fallin' --
My career is gone and the beat callin',
Regardless of who's fault I was b-ballin'.
God bubble wrapped me and dropped me on top of the Earth,
Then Marshall doubled backed and got me from on top of a Hearse.
I'm a live nigga -- Justin T ain't got nothing on me,
'Cause I done cried Mary J. Blige rivers.
I realised that God's with us -- soon as I decided to put that bottle down and pick up my tie bridges.
The writing's on the wall -- since niggas seen me at the baseball game with Shady and Jay-Z,
Suddenly everybody calls...
Like "I'm just checking on you dog!"
While I throw up this message on the stall.

When them bottles stop poppin',
And them dollars start stopping,
Do what you did to get it and don't stop (don't stop).
I made a promise to my momma --
I'mma out live her --
How can I be a quitter when haters don't stop? (don't stop)

I'm living proof nigga!
It's pretty safe to say: God giveth and God taketh away.
It's the Worldwide American way --
I'm living proof nigga!

Your body language is sayin' your confidence is gone --
Well pick ya ass up lil homie, come on!
You just gone sit there and take it or make em suck it?
Tell em where to shove it?
Straight up, you gonna make love to the world or you gonna fuck it?
The last time that life kicked me in the ass,
I pulled down it's pants and put a foot up it's ass.
Man what a "cat-ass-trophy" it'd be for me to be a bitch ass pussy
And not open a can of whoop ass,
Let you piss ants whoop me? It'll be the day I say I ain't "poop"...
Shit, the day that I don't straight shoot
I'll drop out of my anti-women hate group,
Say I'm a sissy faggot, record it play it back and put it on straight loop!
You haters look like you ate a grape fruit!
You see me climbing back on that wagon,
Got my swagga back -- I was dragging -- hop back on it,
Grab the reigns on that bastard and came back on 'em without remorse.
Man, of course I'm a one trick pony --
'Cause I'll be screaming on these whores till I'm hoarse!


[Royce Da 5' 9"]
Nah, I ain't fading yet --
I'd rather stay and rep.
I mighta made a dent --
I find excitement in wondering what I'mma write next,
So I don't stay in debt.
Me broke?
You might as well cut the embryo out my momma and play catch with the baby
With AK's with baby bayonet's.
I'mma get rich or I'mma die trying --
That's why it's either kill or be killed
So call me Suicide Homocide Ryan

There's a bomb inside my head --
I'mma live wire, I am on the edge,
Teetering on it like I tore the Iron Mike,
Get on a nut like a tire iron.
I have no desire stopping so why would I drop and roll?
That's how much I'm flying higher!
Rappers are fun and I'm the time 'cause I'm just flying by 'em,
Man I'm laughing at 'em the entire time -- why am I up?
Cause tribulations I have triumphed, bitch I'm fired up,
So it's time for me to slit your fucking lighters –
Light the sky up!


Date Added: 1970-01-01
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