Live Life (Featuring KAMACKERIS) - X-Ray, KAMACKERIS

It’s time

To wake up, get out of bed.

What we got?

A new thing for the head, rhymes swinging it

I’ll break it off, wild niggas is singing it

You bought it, now we’re bringing it.

Check it:

I got the bags full of greeny green, more better

Than some cigarettes with nicotine, more cheddar

Niggas like, «Yo, K, you’re too pushy»

I’ll be like, «Nah, nigga, you’re just pussy»

It’s all about beats, all about rhymes

Fuck the petty cash, the petty crime.

Bitches

Filling up my mind how they’re gonna do me well

Picture me tricking up in some hotel

It’s your place or nothing—now is we fucking?

Straight to the butter, chickenheads keep clucking

My style contagious, broken down through the

Ages.

To be specific, use the math and

Scientific.

Terrific.

Let’s smoke a spliff

With it and get lifted with the gifted

Niggas want to act like it just can’t happen

You’ll be the first, I’ll be behind your head clapping

You want to talk?

Then fly.

You want to speak?

Then

Creep, and we could do this all week in the jeep

Niggas gotta know this is how it go down

It’s corruption’s

Inception, the Romans went out, Ameri-

-ca is no exception.

They want to rule a whole

Damn Earth planet.

Made your own laws and just

Take life for granted.

The Most High they don’t

Acknowledge, but things like this you don’t learn in college

Why ask why?

Let’s go ask the dean

You’ll never see the yard if it ain’t got the cream

Know what I mean?

Look what they done did to the

Nazarene.

Now it’s war for gasoline

Incarcerated brothers, sisters, they dissed us

First, and it only gets worse

Shorties acting fully grown, tummy fully blown

For some thirteen minutes, now he gone

What you gonna do when your time done tick out?

Let me get you warned ‘cause this shit is mad brick out

You want to talk?

Then

We could speak.

All night, we could creep in

The jeep, and we could do this all week

And you ain’t gotta be

A criminal.

You want to pack a luger?

You ain’t gotta

Be a criminal just to puff a little Buddha

And you ain’t gotta be a criminal to want some

Half-and-half—add it up, do the math

We’re here to take focus, notice

Half of these laws on the books is bogus.

This is

Set up from jump and this is veteran funk for your

Jugular.

Niggas like me never come with the

Bling-bling ‘cause it’s all about the mental

Ill off the top and ever wilder with the pencil

Hip Hop?

I lock it up like a virgin

With no tricking, no splurging.

Y’all niggas

Is bitch, rocking shorts with tights split and lets

The ass all hang, and shit is all gay.

You want to

Talk?

Then speak.

You want to fuck?

Then creep, and we

Could do this all week.

You want to

Talk?

We could talk, we could fly

Ain’t nowhere safe ‘cause, anywhere, you could die

Live life to the best of your ability