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2 4 Family
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| 9 Lives
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Jay Dogg:
Check it, uh, a tisket, a casket, shit be hell of drasctic
Livin for the city, no time for lougin%B4, relaxing
Gots to get my grip, no man are comin here to often, rolling from the hip
Paid my doobs to be the bossin%B4, for what it%B4s worth, dibb my time for doin dirt
Layin dowm the law, coast to coast, goin bizarre
I remeniss on the day, the good times and true lies,
%B4cause ain%B4t no nigga got 9 lives%26#8230;
Where you from, where you at? Where you from, where you at?
Who told you that, %B4cause you only got one (x4)
Chorus:
9 lives, who told you that, who you know,
Where you from, where you at, %B4cause you only got one
9 lives, we%B4re just tryin%B4 to survive
9 lives, we%B4re just tryin%B4 to survive
Essie:
Got bless the child who holds his own, straight out of south west,
Hands on the crown, bad to the bone, (what?)
He wrote a let, with a scrap in his lap on the wrong track
tryin make the newspapers stack
Jazz:
Now check it, ey yo, you never know what you can do %B4til you find out on your own
Think you livin%B4 large like a poem? Well, me I never fakin%B4, when everything is takin
Your back is what I%B4m brakin, money makin half Jamaican (Where you from?)
Comin from Jamaica, Queens, New York, I%B4m shappered on a fork and I don%B4t need that work
So don%B4t step up, talking about two on a battle,
%B4cuase I hit you with some shit that make your fram rattle
Where you from, where you at? Where you from, where you at?
Who told you that, %B4cause you only got one (x2)
Chorus x 1
Lil%B4 Bit:
Try to get at me, but you couldn%B4t maintain, of pre co%B4, you have no name, just another pain
Jane, who try to get up on his train, left you stuck up in da game, flip da scrip,
And left your ass hopeless, (yo, that%B4s right)
Essie:
Can%B4t trust these brothers in this game, you should have watched his back, (uh)
snakeass jiggas, fakeass jiggas, finger poppin%B4 triggas, (say what?) on this fakeass jiggolos%B4
they shake them for their do%B4 (come, come, come, come on)
Lil%B4Bit:
Can%B4t keep your focus, got you in the smoke, chokin%B4, broken open like a buss to Trogene
What your up? Why you even pressure up? What the fuck one shot
Essie:
So let this brothers fly on the dark side only the strong survive (say what?)
Dead wrong if you thought that you got 9 lives
9 lives, who told you that that you got 9 lives?
Where you from, where you at? Where you from, where you at?
Who told you that, %B4cause you only got one (x4)
Chorus x 2
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