The Life Of A...(Gangsta)

They'll be a man

One to lead his people into victory

One who goes through time

One who seen pain

The one who see's the glory

That man is I, Capone

The leader, follow me

They wanna beat me like Rodney

See me like Pac

Have me like O.J. doing 100 in the drop

Railroad me like the Hurricane but I won't stop, let's go

[Chorus]

Look at my life (look at my life)

Look at my life, I'ma gangsta (gangsta, gangsta, gangsta)

Look at my life (look at my life)

Look at my life, I'ma gangsta (gangsta)

I'ma gangsta

[Verse 1]

Yo, yo

Take a journey through my life

Walk through the nights with me

It's a long road ahead of us, I hope that your ???

Queensbridge, a trife city ??? slums

I've seen political homicides and crack related ones

Pac and Bigggie, god bless em I don't know where to begin

Forgive me lord for I've committed a sin

I sold crack to my mans mom

I feed my uncle dope in his arm

I testify to every word wrote in this song

Except the 5th commandment, thou shall not kill

I obviously ignored it cause my blood shall not spill

So I chose to squeeze first

Put you 6 feet deep in the dirt

And watch your cold soul emerge from the earth

I was a star first, then I grew into the sun

Destined to shine over the planet

Till I came across a gun, infactutated by the sound

When the shots get sprayed, like (gunshots)

I'm about to take the streets to another phase

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]

I'm amazed I'm still living

I came close to the end of my days

I couldn't let the streets raise my two siblings

Or my kid, I'm too thoro, I survived through prison

Collide with rival clicks spitting, listen

I live life like I'm racing to an early death

Exceeding the speed limit, with no brakes

Quiet when I step, reality bites

I'm gangsta for life, so I squeeze like

I hold the mac precise

With 32 shot clips

And turn your hard top into a convertible drop whip

They talking to rappers, chose my name to reflect

I'm hot, grimy entertainers come

Drama east to west

I don't wanna kill no more

At times I hear death knocking at my front door

Feeling like I'm being watched everytime that I score

What if the pigs got me on survaillance

A rebel to the law, I got 2 strikes against me

1 shot in me, a vest and a semi

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[Chorus]

[Verse 3]

??? bust from jail, a mink

A pound of the real, a 37 inch link

Money in the bank, a Coup to match it

I was released like a boss ???

You know the kind of thing a gangsta could relax in

Lifes a bitch, but fuck it

Trying to keep my whole faculty covered

And spits more like an iraqian thugging

If you wanna take me, mommy I'm coming

But if not, they can never break

I'ma keep gunning and bust shots

[Chorus x2]