The Way That I Live - Madlib, Stacy Epps

I made so many moves

From the day to day, it’s so true

On the grind, so I can’t keep blue

Or revenge or get a snack or two

Telling you I got to make it through

Having come so far just to lose

So, feet and heavy hands on my tools

Three days ample nights without moons

Can’t lose me, so I can meet you

There’s only one way and I got to prove

To me, not to you

The way that I live my life

I can’t apologize

The way I live my life

Can’t compromise, got to do what is right

The way that I live my life, I can’t apologize

The way I live my life

Can’t compromise, got to do what is right

The way of life, way I live my life, whaat

The way of life, way I live my life, whaat

The way of life, way I live my life, whaat

You don’t know

The way of life, way I live my life, whaat

The way of life, way I live my life, whaat

The way of life, way I live my life, whaat

You don’t know

You don’t know the way I live my life

So many places I’ve seen

Almost like every day is a dream

Full of glee days with some peeps

Some are there for my hands to free

Soft winds comferting swift breeze

Flowing through my hair as I sing

Lullaby’s to float with me

On this long and winding journey

Now past a brown stone with things

I look back, I’m so thought broken

With you, and with me

The way that I live my life

I can’t apologize

The way I live my life

Can’t compromise, got to do what is right

The way that I live my life

I can’t apologize

The way I live my life

Can’t compromise, got to do what is right

The way of life, way I live my life, whaat

The way of life, way I live my life, whaat

The way of life, way I live my life, whaat

You don’t know

The way of life, way I live my life, whaat

The way of life, way I live my life, whaat

The way of life, way I live my life, whaat

You don’t know

Y’all should be dead, unless we all shed

Those demonic lowlife spirits

It’s time for us to kill it, last days, can’t you feel it

Not even faith healers can heal it

A Madlib Invazion, and I’m a madman, Crate Digger Station

You demons forced this man’s hand, don’t make me grab you

Take this how you have to or don’t take it at all

Our time is growing small, the writings on the wall

Take this how you have to or don’t take it at all

Our time is growing small, the writings on the wall

Take this how you have to, or don’t take it at all

Take this how you have to, or don’t take it at all

Our time is growing small, the writings on the wall

Take this how you have to, or don’t take it at all

Our time is growing small, the writings on the wall

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