Letra de WILD Lyrics

R.A.W. "Lifestyle's of The Wild" (Lyrics Copyrighted)

[Verse 1: R.A.W.]
G’s hit the spot wit a gauge when they gotta get paid
Risk being locked in a cage or a box in a grave
Just like Virgin Mary’s body that gave
Birth, thugs push hard so a profit (prophet) is made
In the hood, the menace gets the cashflow
So every minute clips from the gats blow
Fuck a nutritionist, it was the ass holes
Who said you can’t have cheese if you lack toast (lactose)
Every day temptations is high
Being money hungry wakes up monsters waitin inside
You can’t ignore em they roarin only way to survive
Is put ya face in disguise (da sky’s) like a plane when it flies
Damn, I’ve watched these kids
Tell me that their motto probly is
Dirt you do ain't nobody’s biz
So what they ate off (Adolf) ain’t German but you will not see (Nazi) this

[Hook: R.A.W.]
Movin in silence, smoking that loud
Doin some violence, toatin that Cal
Your not seeing smiles when hope isn’t found
Welcome to the Lifestyles of the Wild
To get they stripes, weapons’ll blast
Kids end they life’s by reppin they flags
Spend days, nights and seconds for cash
Welcome to the Lifestyles of the Wild

[Verse 2: R.A.W.]
War’s not a option for kids, raised in the trenches
Who behave in ways that takes you straight to the prison’s
Because judges stay makin defendants
Who are all about verbs, stay in a sentence
And if not behind bars, you destined for death
Because the hardest crip can throw up blood for reppin his set
Even the realest blood, thinkin red is the best
Can come across some crip tonight (Kryptonite) and take the S of his chest
I guess, hell made the hood a second home
Where weapons blown for president’s life left alone
Hustler’s need they investments grown
And fiends need rocks to walk, cracks a steppin stone
To paths thats hard fittin the shoes
Of men closer to death wit every inch that is moved
So life’s spent collectin' riches and jewels
I guess the Devil makes it seem like you winnin to lose

[Hook: R.A.W.]
Movin in silence, smoking that loud
Doin some violence, toatin that Cal
Your not seeing smiles when hope isn’t found
Welcome to the Lifestyles of the Wild
To get they stripes, weapons’ll blast
Kids end they life’s by reppin they flags
Spend days, nights and seconds for cash
Welcome to the Lifestyles of the Wild