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I`ve lived Yes I`ve lived a life that`s full I`ve traveled each, and every highway What more, and what`s more than this -
It go my way, Chi-Way This way or the highway Shots`ll lay you off on your day off, like Friday The ROC got "-Ye" but they ain`t snortin` it They just got him up the base line recordin` shit Yeah I`ve been broke Now I`m good bitch I ain`t no Kennedy But I`m hood rich So I say my way to thank you to the ghetto And everybody else, thank you very little I took the road less traveled, the unbeaten path I`ve been beatin`, but never brokin` through the darkest past It`s sort of like when King spoke and said we free at last Ain`t nothin` free from that point, though We needed cash And we need it fast We broker than Ethiopians just tryin` to eat at last Now all the blacks cookin` up, they`re almost white `Cause gettin` green makes `em treat us treat us like we almost white Almost
I`ve lived Yes I`ve lived a life that`s full I`ve traveled each, and every highway What more, and what`s more than this -
It go my way, Chi-Way This way or the highway Niggaz wanna diss K On they`re local mix-tapes There they go again, lyin` to consumers Get their hair cut in the little shop of rumors Your lil` sloppy with your cockyness ain`t ya A little arrogant with all your compares `Cause as far as the Chi I got the most black sister beginnin` to rap And nah, I ain`t mentionin` that Y`all just talk about my dough How I left Chicago How I`m the only one eatin` Shut your pie whole And wanna figure out why I`m gettin` it high though Why? `Cause you need fire, and I`m a pyro When you prepare, would you copy what I do and say? Only difference between you and me, you were gay Ahhhhh, did he get his feelin`s hurt? Nahhhh, he`s got titties under his shirt
I`ve lived Yes I`ve lived a life that`s full I`ve traveled each, and every highway What more, and what`s more than this -
It go my way, Chi-Way This way or the highway When you walk straight, niggaz tend to look at you sideways I say, Fuck that dog, I get my own way Niggaz ain`t believe me `till they see me on t.v And seen K freely, gettin` head on the freeway Then passin` up Freeway, just like it`s a relay We stay 4 stars, all better `Cause the couches in the rooms got, more leather And we gon` flip Carter, when we could afford better And back, before Benzes, when we could afford Jettas You still dress (Ardjo), but only pay partial Stay gettin` somethin` off lay-a-way at Marshall`s Polo and (Carbesher`s), we into them things dogg Back in `96 we was livin` like kings dogg 40 cals or better, tottin` them things dogg So up the turkish snake, and take them rings off
I`ve lived Yes I`ve lived a life that`s full I`ve traveled each, and every highway What more, and what`s more than this - I did it my way
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