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lirik lagu falcon & sleepy - life

[produced by falcon & sleepy]

[intro: lil’ pro & chess]
yeah yeah yo, chess, know what i’m sayin’?
little pro
representin’
we up in this
yeah, yeah, our vesections[? 0:08]
boogie, sunset fab[? 0:09], yeah
f. caitin[? 0:11]
thrill[? 0:14], no doubt
uh, cp[? 0:16]
check it out, yo, yo

[verse 1: lil’ pro]
the speed of intro
get the info
n-ggas think slow
the little pro
vibes be crashin’ windows
euphoric clips
the grease like sunken ships
from the ’96
’97, be the sh-t
strike you back with hits
take you out n’ finish ya
in the tournaments, i’m stayin’ prime
like a minister
wonder like stevie
it be that little sinister
the b-boy, destroy
got yo girl as my decoy
smooth like a bible
i’m faster than my shadow
big up to my troop
always debate about the loot
strike you with the truth
my people stay proof
it’s camouflage committee coming through
what up duke?

[verse 2: chess]
it be the next
f-ck a pretext
suckers be cigarettes
runnin’ down like they projects
it’s like a reflex
too many motherf-ckers sketch
i keep my tec safe
in the safe, next to treach
respect to them n-ggas stayin’ real
the fake ones get crushed n’ flushed
by these people from the hill
what i feel is, n-ggas be talkin’ too much
claimin’ that they got beef
but they be scared to touch
it ain’t much to see
you livin’ in the world beyond reality
the style in me spreads in threads like a allergy
life is grabbin’ me
in sharp ways it’s stabbin’ me
i deal with it (“do youuu?”)
increase my mind levels gradually

[hook]
“fake n-ggas hang around but they get no fame”
“i guarantee the sh-t will never ever be the same”

“fake n-ggas hang around but they get no fame”
“i guarantee the sh-t will never ever be the same”

[verse 3: lil’ pro]
yo
i’m back again
on chapter two my friend
like a nine millimeter
i blast n’ spray
strike your mental frame
with the rhymes that i explain
combinate my whole text
leave your dome in a flame
we be the first to outburst, while we verse man to man
you won’t comprehend
i got five holograms
expand, now my plan is, to conquer wars
penetrate rough, a presence opposite of santa clause
words out my jaw, styles opposite of yours
with mad force, we drop the ill type of things
what up blue hill, stockholm, and all my kings
stay real
now we increase production
fake people got deals
throughout extortion n’ corruption
we manufacture
bring you live and direct

[verse 4: chess]
recorded to the dequet effects
mic check
fake ones (“do youuu?”) try to inspect
but they never detect
it’s my domain
just i’m the sane
now you know who to blame
when you think of who caught your fame
know what i’m sayin’?
n-ggas be playin’ like reluctant
inhale the substance
get the fact while we bustin’
f-ck this custom
handle yours, i’ll handle mine
i adjust the right rhyme
so we can shine for all time
i’m sublime
plus the crime
what a relief
just with the lyrical finesse n’ the speech
i reach, for trophies, money n’ all that
i replace the wack n’ make n-ggas face the fact
word black, p-ssies be ackin like they hard
i’ll leave you scarred
yous’a r-t-rd
word to god

[hook]
“fake n-ggas hang around but they get no fame”
“i guarantee the sh-t will never ever be the same”

“fake n-ggas hang around but they get no fame”
“i guarantee the sh-t will never ever be the same”

[verse 5: lil’ pro & chess]
yo
i live a silly life
late night, city life
nocturnal life
a flash and pretty life
we got a nitty knife
stabilize ‘cus the moneys in sight
make a emphasize
and run the whole sh-t tight
get down for money stacks
chop you off like a axe
sippin’ golden cats
makes me relax
check my back
’cause suckers be stabbin’ like murderers
tryna steal sh-t
infiltrate it like burglars
you never heard of this
raw on the orifice
little pro and chess elevatin’ on the surface
i leave you nervous with enormous -ssaults
aiyyo, let’s (“do youuu?”) ghost outta here
now check the results (“oh yeah”)

[hook]
“fake n-ggas hang around but they get no fame”
“i guarantee the sh-t will never ever be the same”

“fake n-ggas hang around but they get no fame”
“i guarantee the sh-t will never ever be the same”

“fake n-ggas hang around but they get no fame”
“but they get no fame”

[outro]
yeah yeah yeah ghost, know what i mean?
yeah, welcome to blue hill
mad old cobra, yeah
yeah yeah
uh
mad alle den[? 4:01]
that’s how we do it in, you know what i’m sayin’ (yeah)
our vesections[? 4:03]
yeah yeah yo
all the real emcees from stockholm
definitely, sh-t
uh, what up what up what up
yeah
recognize the sh-t man
no doubt, have a shi-
it’s happening too out here
get down for ´97
africa man
yeahh
police man
ain’t exactly on a
tryna hold up
that’s how we feelin’ too
yeahh
stress
lights
whatever
we out

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