Low Life lyrics

[Intro]
Klick-Klack!

[Verse 1: Young Wicked]
Shoot a motherf*cker in the face (yuh)
Everybody tough until they break (yuh)
Mentally I'm living in a cage (yuh)
I ain't really looking to escape (nah)
Happy when I'm crazy, can't nobody save me
Bet I'm getting pus*y that's why all your homies hate me
Bet I'm getting money selling records out the basement
f*ck you lil pus*y bet you never gonna say sh*t (bet)
I ain't have to take an L yet (bet)
Getting jiggy with it, Will Smith (bet)
Cause your woman want a real di*k (bet)
f*cking you and she don't feel sh*t (nyet)
Ain't nothing I just had to say something stay fronting
One day you gon end up in a grave from a
Roll another one and a cookie and bake something
Somebody turn the bass up and I ain't gotta change nothing
b*tch I have been dope, sharp like Ginsu
Mean motherf*cker and all my kin folk
Hoes I pimp those, flow I kick those
Sick I spit so suck my di*k hoe
Shining underneath the stage lights (aight)
And my b*tches pus*y stay tight (aight)
MNE the Family and I (right)
Bet I be a magic samurai (hi-yah!)
[Hook]
You can call me a lowlife
Ima still go get paid (Ima get paid)
Blunt smoke in the cold night
You ain't tryna run no fade (you ain't want no smoke)
Lunatic in my soul right
Don't you ever come my way (westside, eastside)
Or I'ma have to dig another hole like
This is where your body gon stay (f*ck it)

[Verse 2: Jamie Madrox]
Now you call me a lowlife
But your perception of me really isn't important to what I am
I been a lunatic understand gotta a lot of responsibilities
Kill em all I think again
I been really thinking if I did away with everybody
All up and away I can run game like a marathon
Lemme carry on like a free bird from the C word
On the D head call me out by my name again
And I paint em in a bad light like overcast
But you won't last in the bad side die fast
I'm a Killa with an attitude and an axe that'll splatter you
Tell me who to bring the battle to

[Verse 3: Monoxide]
Pull up, pull up, all they ever say is pull up
And if you pull up, the motherf*ckers wanna spill a
[Blunt?] full of why's and why nots, and I gots
And I'm blind cause they said that you said and I [wants?]
And you can ask and my moms and my pops
I didn't even think you'd care what I thought
When you said to bring it and I brought it (yeah)
50 people sitting on your lawn (yeah)
Should've just left us alone (yeah)
Now you b*tches can't leave at all (yeah)
I don't think you really understand
The kinda people that you're bringing out the evil in
Maybe you'll believe it when a demon standing on your ceiling swinging like a ceiling fan
You ain't feeling what I'm feeling fam
Believe me you couldn't handle what I'm dealing with
So quit thugging on the internet
'Fore I put an end to you quicker than a cigarette
[Hook]
You can call me a lowlife
Ima still go get paid (Ima get paid)
Blunt smoke in the cold night
You ain't tryna run no fade (you ain't want no smoke)
Lunatic in my soul right
Don't you ever come my way (westside, eastside)
Or I'ma have to dig another hole like
This is where your body gon stay (f*ck it)

[Verse 4: Bonez Dubb]
Don't you know you f*cking with your life (uh)
Heard you talking sh*t about the crew (uh)
Stab a motherf*cker with the knife, uh
Let a hater know we coming through (uh)
What you calling me a lowlife for
Don't you know all I do is level up (up, up)
I'm gonna see my light shine bright tho
Might go take a f*cking blade and make a cut (cut, cut)
And I'm gonna get paid (Batman)
Coming to your aid, living in a motherf*cking cave
If you woke up today and you still got your face
Mean you didn't catch a motherf*cking fade no way
Cut some sh*t you just did just lie
Don't got no motherf*cking alibi
So when the f*cking fire
Be coming up behind me
He gon be the one to f*cking die
What you think you know about that
Backhand motherf*ckers getting slapped
Got a b*tch chilling up in my lap
Don't get f*cked up man its a trap
T-W-I-Z-T-I-D and the Garcia brothers don't play
If you got something to say about that
Just dont you ever come my way cause
[Hook]
You can call me a lowlife
Ima still go get paid (Ima get paid)
Blunt smoke in the cold night
You ain't tryna run no fade (you ain't want no smoke)
Lunatic in my soul right
Don't you ever come my way (westside, eastside)
Or I'ma have to dig another hole like
This is where your body gon stay (f*ck it)

[Hook]
You can call me a lowlife
Ima still go get paid (Ima get paid)
Blunt smoke in the cold night
You ain't tryna run no fade (you ain't want no smoke)
Lunatic in my soul right
Don't you ever come my way (westside, eastside)
Or I'ma have to dig another hole like
This is where your body gon stay (f*ck it)

[Hook]
You can call me a lowlife
Ima still go get paid (Ima get paid)
Blunt smoke in the cold night
You ain't tryna run no fade (you ain't want no smoke)
Lunatic in my soul right
Don't you ever come my way (westside, eastside)
Or I'ma have to dig another hole like
This is where your body gon stay (f*ck it)

[Outro]
Muerte