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Journey through life (feat. nas, lil' kim & joe hocker)

featuring Beanie Siegal Lil' Kim Nas Joe Hooker

Nas: Yo Yo
Puffy: Gansta Gansta
Nas: Gansta Yo
Puffy: That's Right
Nas: Journey Through the life of some real niggas
Puffy: Some real niggas You'll never see what I've seen

Puffy:
When I sleep I dream of bodies in streams of blood
Naked bitches dead niggas ghost
Feds with toast knockin my door down
Sweat poor down my body roast from the heat
So I soak my sheets, wake up shiverin'
Pull my hoe close to me, she sexy
Every night is different pussy, since my girl left me
And I tried to make her stay with me, but I stay busy
And her friends are cut-throats, they deep throat to lay with me
I reminise how I missin starin' in space
Resort to the lips of a stripper, sprayin' that face
Layin up in a mansion, home alone
I hear footsteps, shit I kicks just not lyrics
I hold a fifth, One hundred and ten shots can stop spirits
If niggas try to rob me, then I won't hear it
Cause it's different from the streets, I'm missin' my hood now
Missin' all the blocks, I'm surrounded by woods now
It's supposed to be good now
It's like I'm walkin' tight rope and can't look down
Fire below me
Now the fantasies I have for women are unholy
Success, thousand dollar bottles impress
Models with fat ass and big breats
Floor seats, Knicks vs. Nets, private jets
Millionaire heir to Antigua
With Ananda, the MTV diva
Nas how do we survive all this mess?
East vs. West, this rap game
Where words became flesh
A whole pound of herb won't desolve my stress
Still I ride to the death, love hip-hop
Cause Afrikabababa was def, a lot of respect
Feel Me? Thug tip from Sean John jury
I got the same hands of crap platinum and the crap pyramids
Write about the black experience, sell it to Marimax
Tell me if you feelin' that

Chorus- Lil' Kim & Joe Hooker

Take a journey through the life of these real niggas
The things that they seen it would thrill niggas
If you've seen what they've seen, you would wonder
Through the rain and the pain and the thunder
By the time you realized that it's goin' down
You would find yourself going underground
When we see that this life is upon us
We would see that there is no one that we can trust

Beanie Sigel:
You can never see what I see motherfucker

Beanie Sigel the realest nigga from the streets was taught
Stay cased up, nigga stay deep in court
Reminisin' on that cold cell, deep in thought
Gettin' skinny, couldn't eat, cause the meat was pork
Ya'll niggas couldn't live my life, I've been through it
Streached up in hospital beds, phat fluid
Two bullets hit my leg, one passed through it
Saw the blood and the hole in my calf, looked through it
My life's no joke, I done played dice with Tote
Upstate for cakes, niggas slice your throat
We had boxers in the shower, when you gaurd your soap
I done seen the biggest niggas in the yard get broke
I done took blocks to war, took blocks ruval
Took blocks to Wall for box of raw
What you think the 33 and the glock is for?
Black fatigues, skullies and binoculars, C4 block your doors
Niggas can't stop this war
I show you faggots what the Swatch is for
Hidding spots in the door for the glocks is for
Read the paper, '94 I took the cops to war
Half of ya'll niggas livin' a lie
The only reason you switchin up Detroit is cause you keep gettin' robbed

I look that nigga in the eyes before I send him to god
Beanie Sigel, desert eagle, the realest nigga alive

Chorus

Nas:
Aiyo, Aiyo, Gansta, Gansta

The Bible as words that Christ wrote, evil men sacrifice goats
I speek all my life under oath
Since a kid, troublesome, thrown shit at little girls jumpropes
Bustin' B-B Guns at stray cats
That was way back, watched it die, covered in flies
Then I picked up a stick, try to dig in it's eyes
Makin' dirt pies, na, being buggied eye shit
And every other nigga that rap, sound like my shit
I wear chrome 45's with ice on the grip
I don't shoot it, I roll with killers and criminals
With heroin habits they picked up from the penil
They let you have it, all I do is give them a smile
Lifestlyes of the realest, you ain't ruthless you bitch
I got a pine box just your size, I know it'll fit
Your whole life's a mistake, stop holdin' the pen
Kill yourself, come back as a man over again
Cause in this lifetime I'm reignin' , slay men
Leave your whole body cold
Your nails grow long, get gray skin
Made this nigga rest in peace, Amen
I run with brave men, without the housin', we wilin'
Names engraved in the pavement
Brick buildin, grown ladies, jump off the roof
Nigga get paged, then murdered at the phonebooth
New York streets made me nigga, it's crazy nigga

Chorus to fade

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featuring Beanie Siegal  Lil' Kim  Nas  Joe Hooker

Nas: Yo  Yo  
Puffy: Gansta  Gansta  
Nas: Gansta Yo  
Puffy: That's Right  
Nas: Journey Through the life of some real niggas  
Puffy: Some real niggas  You'll never see what I've seen

Puffy:  
When I sleep I dream of bodies in streams of blood  
Naked bitches  dead niggas ghost  
Feds with toast knockin my door down  
Sweat poor down  my body roast from the heat  
So I soak my sheets, wake up shiverin'  
Pull my hoe close to me, she sexy  
Every night is different pussy, since my girl left me  
And I tried to make her stay with me, but I stay busy  
And her friends are cut-throats, they deep throat to lay with me  
I reminise how I missin starin' in space  
Resort to the lips of a stripper, sprayin' that face  
Layin up in a mansion, home alone  
I hear footsteps, shit I kicks just not lyrics  
I hold a fifth, One hundred and ten shots can stop spirits  
If niggas try to rob me, then I won't hear it  
Cause it's different from the streets, I'm missin' my hood now  
Missin' all the blocks, I'm surrounded by woods now  
It's supposed to be good now  
It's like I'm walkin' tight rope and can't look down  
Fire below me  
Now the fantasies I have for women are unholy  
Success, thousand dollar bottles impress  
Models with fat ass and big breats  
Floor seats, Knicks vs. Nets, private jets  
Millionaire heir to Antigua  
With Ananda, the MTV diva  
Nas how do we survive all this mess?  
East vs. West, this rap game  
Where words became flesh  
A whole pound of herb won't desolve my stress  
Still I ride to the death, love hip-hop  
Cause Afrikabababa was def, a lot of respect  
Feel Me? Thug tip from Sean John jury  
I got the same hands of crap platinum and the crap pyramids  
Write about the black experience, sell it to Marimax  
Tell me if you feelin' that

Chorus- Lil' Kim & Joe Hooker

Take a journey through the life of these real niggas  
The things that they seen it would thrill niggas  
If you've seen what they've seen, you would wonder  
Through the rain and the pain and the thunder  
By the time you realized that it's goin' down  
You would find yourself going underground  
When we see that this life is upon us  
We would see that there is no one that we can trust

Beanie Sigel:  
You can never see what I see motherfucker

Beanie Sigel the realest nigga from the streets was taught  
Stay cased up, nigga stay deep in court  
Reminisin' on that cold cell, deep in thought  
Gettin' skinny, couldn't eat, cause the meat was pork  
Ya'll niggas couldn't live my life, I've been through it  
Streached up in hospital beds, phat fluid  
Two bullets hit my leg, one passed through it  
Saw the blood and the hole in my calf, looked through it  
My life's no joke, I done played dice with Tote  
Upstate for cakes, niggas slice your throat  
We had boxers in the shower, when you gaurd your soap  
I done seen the biggest niggas in the yard get broke  
I done took blocks to war, took blocks ruval  
Took blocks to Wall for box of raw  
What you think the 33 and the glock is for?  
Black fatigues, skullies and binoculars, C4 block your doors  
Niggas can't stop this war  
I show you faggots what the Swatch is for  
Hidding spots in the door for the glocks is for  
Read the paper, '94 I took the cops to war  
Half of ya'll niggas livin' a lie  
The only reason you switchin up Detroit is cause you keep gettin' robbed

I look that nigga in the eyes before I send him to god  
Beanie Sigel, desert eagle, the realest nigga alive

Chorus

Nas:  
Aiyo, Aiyo, Gansta, Gansta

The Bible as words that Christ wrote, evil men sacrifice goats  
I speek all my life under oath  
Since a kid, troublesome, thrown shit at little girls jumpropes  
Bustin' B-B Guns at stray cats  
That was way back, watched it die, covered in flies  
Then I picked up a stick, try to dig in it's eyes  
Makin' dirt pies, na, being buggied eye shit  
And every other nigga that rap, sound like my shit  
I wear chrome 45's with ice on the grip  
I don't shoot it, I roll with killers and criminals  
With heroin habits they picked up from the penil  
They let you have it, all I do is give them a smile  
Lifestlyes of the realest, you ain't ruthless you bitch  
I got a pine box just your size, I know it'll fit  
Your whole life's a mistake, stop holdin' the pen  
Kill yourself, come back as a man over again  
Cause in this lifetime I'm reignin' , slay men  
Leave your whole body cold  
Your nails grow long, get gray skin  
Made this nigga rest in peace, Amen  
I run with brave men, without the housin', we wilin'  
Names engraved in the pavement  
Brick buildin, grown ladies, jump off the roof  
Nigga get paged, then murdered at the phonebooth  
New York streets made me nigga, it's crazy nigga

Chorus to fade