[{"id":11967735,"name":"This Life I Lead","trackName":"This Life I Lead","artistName":"2Pac","albumName":"The 2Pac LP","duration":322.586122,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"This m- life I lead, s-\nA hell of m- road blocks and crooked cops\nWe still ride though\nWhat side?\nWestside\n\nI want money in large amounts, my garage full of cars that bounce\nMoving my tapes in major ways 'cause every dollar counts\nB-s is jealous and half these n-s is punks\nThey running off at the mouth 'till I fill up with my p-\nThey jump my a- keep them weary\nWhile you fronting like you Billy b-a-, n- you scary\nI been knowing you for years, we was high school peers in Junior High\nI was itchin' to k- and you was ready to die\nWhile you b- n-s was dying and catching cases\nB- my a- at m-s in foreign places\nLeaving no trace, they see my face and then they buried\nThem b- die in a hurry, still I ride, I'm never worried\nMr. Makaveli tell me to ride and I'mma ride\nPick my enemies out the crowd and m-s die\nIt's not the way I wanna live, my n-, it's how it is\nHomie got into a fight last night, they k- his kids\n\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency, get h- o- w-\nCollect G's, make my enemies b-\nWhen you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlaw m-s 'till we die\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency, get h- o- w-\nCollect G's, make my enemies b-, uh\nWhen you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlaw m-s 'till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\nI ain't a k- but don't push me dog\nFor that family, I'll send that a-\nStraight to God (What you doing n-?)\nAnd in this life I lead I've seen the most of my 23 years\nMy v- is blurry, the money is clear\nSome of my peers eternally will sleep in a coffin (yeah, n-)\nAnd n- on the road I'm extremely cautious\n(Westside, man, you know how we do it)\nIt happened that fast s- second your gone\nAt the top of my tombstone put noble is raw\nOutlaw 'till I'm under the floor for Kadafi the prince\nI stack dough like a c- o- t- b-\nWith a watch on my wrist, dawg, I know the time these days\nWe Outlaws we gonna die this way\nWe already in the history books, 'Pac made sure of that\nWhatever you took we taking it back\nYou know it's all for the foundation Outlaws\nWe still building the thug nation holler at your homie\n\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency, get h- o- w-\nCollect G's, make my enemies b-\nWhen you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlaw m-s 'till we die\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency, get h- o- w-\nCollect G's, make my enemies b-\nWhen you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlaw m-s 'till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\nIt ain't but nothing but air between us oxygen is gettin hot\nGot a problem mo' f--a-n- kick rocks\nNow Bin Laden on the phone and the n- talking crazy\nI don't know who to blame him or Bush for k- babies\nI'm a New Jers' Devil the street created rebel\nOnly got one s- to produce on every level\nThis is Maximus, go to the max I must\nN-, I came from not much so money I c-\nUh uh, Napolean the strength of strong arm\nWith a d- they whistle and ride I put a move up on\nI'm a hardcore product of the ghetto\nBeen blessed for sure to eat from out the ghetto\nI maneuver in the right lane quick to push back lanes\nSwitch it to the left lane, I play with my hands\nAnd I'm plotting on the fortune, it's getting hot and scorching\nI'm thinking like a scorpion that torturing an enemy\n\nIn this life I lead\nI fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\nCollect G's, make my enemies b-\nWhen you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlaw m-s 'till we die\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency, get h- o- w-\nCollect G's, make my enemies b-\nWhen you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlaw m-s 'till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\nNow with this Outlaw lifestyle that I've been introduced to\nMoney and h-s keep us closer to Lucifer (What's up, Kurupt?)\nSteady seducing us and I'm all for it\nThis' the life for me and the law can't spoil it (right)\nSo you can call it what the f- you want\nBut I'm a baller a- with a s--off p- (n-)\nMy mamma ain't raise no punk and even dead 'Pac\nSo when I jump off I breathe for Y-\nBeen puttin in work so I walk with a bop\nAnd it safe at home so I sleep with a g- (no mistakes)\nThug living, ugh, what the f- would be better\nI do my dirt with the family so we dying together\n\nWe on a mission for mo' gangster s- on you h-s\nWe ain't f- with you lawyers crossing n-s up out there dough\nTrying to live Godzilla Edi went from a bad boy\nTo a anybody k-, look out\nWanted, man, g-s in hand stand firm\nNuts are my pride now lets burn\nBound and profound going down swinging\nHolding my ground, now we the last ones breathing\nNo stopping till we eating deep in the trenches\nSo many k-s, it's s-\nSo in this life I lead I stay protected\nMy god my squad and this thing in my palm\nNow all my h- m-s get your money, sing along\n\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency, get h- o- w-\nCollect G's, make my enemies b-\nWhen you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlaw m-s 'till we die\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency, get h- o- w-\nCollect G's, make my enemies b-\nWhen you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlaw m-s 'till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\nThis m- life I lead, n-\nYou know what time it is\nWestside, Death Row (Dogg Pound)\nEverybody k-\nBad b- k-, So So Def k-\nAnybody k-\nF- all y'all n-s\nIf it ain't Westside n-, it ain't 'Pac\nThat's on my mom","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: This Life I Lead\n artist: 2Pac\n album: The 2Pac LP\n duration_ms: 322586\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n This m- life I lead, s-\n A hell of m- road blocks and crooked cops\n We still ride though\n What side?\n Westside\n\n I want money in large amounts, my garage full of cars that bounce\n Moving my tapes in major ways 'cause every dollar counts\n B-s is jealous and half these n-s is punks\n They running off at the mouth 'till I fill up with my p-\n They jump my a- keep them weary\n While you fronting like you Billy b-a-, n- you scary\n I been knowing you for years, we was high school peers in Junior High\n I was itchin' to k- and you was ready to die\n While you b- n-s was dying and catching cases\n B- my a- at m-s in foreign places\n Leaving no trace, they see my face and then they buried\n Them b- die in a hurry, still I ride, I'm never worried\n Mr. Makaveli tell me to ride and I'mma ride\n Pick my enemies out the crowd and m-s die\n It's not the way I wanna live, my n-, it's how it is\n Homie got into a fight last night, they k- his kids\n\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\n Collect G's, make my enemies b-\n When you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw m-s 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\n Collect G's, make my enemies b-, uh\n When you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw m-s 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n I ain't a k- but don't push me dog\n For that family, I'll send that a-\n Straight to God (What you doing n-?)\n And in this life I lead I've seen the most of my 23 years\n My v- is blurry, the money is clear\n Some of my peers eternally will sleep in a coffin (yeah, n-)\n And n- on the road I'm extremely cautious\n (Westside, man, you know how we do it)\n It happened that fast s- second your gone\n At the top of my tombstone put noble is raw\n Outlaw 'till I'm under the floor for Kadafi the prince\n I stack dough like a c- o- t- b-\n With a watch on my wrist, dawg, I know the time these days\n We Outlaws we gonna die this way\n We already in the history books, 'Pac made sure of that\n Whatever you took we taking it back\n You know it's all for the foundation Outlaws\n We still building the thug nation holler at your homie\n\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\n Collect G's, make my enemies b-\n When you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw m-s 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\n Collect G's, make my enemies b-\n When you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw m-s 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n It ain't but nothing but air between us oxygen is gettin hot\n Got a problem mo' f--a-n- kick rocks\n Now Bin Laden on the phone and the n- talking crazy\n I don't know who to blame him or Bush for k- babies\n I'm a New Jers' Devil the street created rebel\n Only got one s- to produce on every level\n This is Maximus, go to the max I must\n N-, I came from not much so money I c-\n Uh uh, Napolean the strength of strong arm\n With a d- they whistle and ride I put a move up on\n I'm a hardcore product of the ghetto\n Been blessed for sure to eat from out the ghetto\n I maneuver in the right lane quick to push back lanes\n Switch it to the left lane, I play with my hands\n And I'm plotting on the fortune, it's getting hot and scorching\n I'm thinking like a scorpion that torturing an enemy\n\n In this life I lead\n I fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\n Collect G's, make my enemies b-\n When you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw m-s 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\n Collect G's, make my enemies b-\n When you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw m-s 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n Now with this Outlaw lifestyle that I've been introduced to\n Money and h-s keep us closer to Lucifer (What's up, Kurupt?)\n Steady seducing us and I'm all for it\n This' the life for me and the law can't spoil it (right)\n So you can call it what the f- you want\n But I'm a baller a- with a s--off p- (n-)\n My mamma ain't raise no punk and even dead 'Pac\n So when I jump off I breathe for Y-\n Been puttin in work so I walk with a bop\n And it safe at home so I sleep with a g- (no mistakes)\n Thug living, ugh, what the f- would be better\n I do my dirt with the family so we dying together\n\n We on a mission for mo' gangster s- on you h-s\n We ain't f- with you lawyers crossing n-s up out there dough\n Trying to live Godzilla Edi went from a bad boy\n To a anybody k-, look out\n Wanted, man, g-s in hand stand firm\n Nuts are my pride now lets burn\n Bound and profound going down swinging\n Holding my ground, now we the last ones breathing\n No stopping till we eating deep in the trenches\n So many k-s, it's s-\n So in this life I lead I stay protected\n My god my squad and this thing in my palm\n Now all my h- m-s get your money, sing along\n\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\n Collect G's, make my enemies b-\n When you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw m-s 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\n Collect G's, make my enemies b-\n When you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw m-s 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n This m- life I lead, n-\n You know what time it is\n Westside, Death Row (Dogg Pound)\n Everybody k-\n Bad b- k-, So So Def k-\n Anybody k-\n F- all y'all n-s\n If it ain't Westside n-, it ain't 'Pac\n That's on my mom\n"},{"id":17920841,"name":"This Life I Lead","trackName":"This Life I Lead","artistName":"2Pac","albumName":"2Pac - Better Dayz (Disc Two)","duration":321.3925,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"This m- life I lead, s-\nA hell of m- road blocks and crooked cops\nWe still ride though\nWhat side?\nWestside\n\nI want money in large amounts, my garage full of cars that bounce\nMoving my tapes in major ways 'cause every dollar counts\nB-s is jealous and half these n-s is punks\nThey running off at the mouth 'till I fill up with my p-\nThey jump my a- keep them weary\nWhile you fronting like you Billy b-a-, n- you scary\nI been knowing you for years, we was high school peers in Junior High\nI was itchin' to k- and you was ready to die\nWhile you b- n-s was dying and catching cases\nB- my a- at m-s in foreign places\nLeaving no trace, they see my face and then they buried\nThem b- die in a hurry, still I ride, I'm never worried\nMr. Makaveli tell me to ride and I'mma ride\nPick my enemies out the crowd and m-s die\nIt's not the way I wanna live, my n-, it's how it is\nHomie got into a fight last night, they k- his kids\n\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency, get h- o- w-\nCollect G's, make my enemies b-\nWhen you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlaw m-s 'till we die\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency, get h- o- w-\nCollect G's, make my enemies b-, uh\nWhen you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlaw m-s 'till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\nI ain't a k- but don't push me dog\nFor that family, I'll send that a-\nStraight to God (What you doing n-?)\nAnd in this life I lead I've seen the most of my 23 years\nMy v- is blurry, the money is clear\nSome of my peers eternally will sleep in a coffin (yeah, n-)\nAnd n- on the road I'm extremely cautious\n(Westside, man, you know how we do it)\nIt happened that fast s- second your gone\nAt the top of my tombstone put noble is raw\nOutlaw 'till I'm under the floor for Kadafi the prince\nI stack dough like a c- o- t- b-\nWith a watch on my wrist, dawg, I know the time these days\nWe Outlaws we gonna die this way\nWe already in the history books, 'Pac made sure of that\nWhatever you took we taking it back\nYou know it's all for the foundation Outlaws\nWe still building the thug nation holler at your homie\n\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency, get h- o- w-\nCollect G's, make my enemies b-\nWhen you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlaw m-s 'till we die\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency, get h- o- w-\nCollect G's, make my enemies b-\nWhen you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlaw m-s 'till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\nIt ain't but nothing but air between us oxygen is gettin hot\nGot a problem mo' f--a-n- kick rocks\nNow Bin Laden on the phone and the n- talking crazy\nI don't know who to blame him or Bush for k- babies\nI'm a New Jers' Devil the street created rebel\nOnly got one s- to produce on every level\nThis is Maximus, go to the max I must\nN-, I came from not much so money I c-\nUh uh, Napolean the strength of strong arm\nWith a d- they whistle and ride I put a move up on\nI'm a hardcore product of the ghetto\nBeen blessed for sure to eat from out the ghetto\nI maneuver in the right lane quick to push back lanes\nSwitch it to the left lane, I play with my hands\nAnd I'm plotting on the fortune, it's getting hot and scorching\nI'm thinking like a scorpion that torturing an enemy\n\nIn this life I lead\nI fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\nCollect G's, make my enemies b-\nWhen you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlaw m-s 'till we die\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency, get h- o- w-\nCollect G's, make my enemies b-\nWhen you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlaw m-s 'till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\nNow with this Outlaw lifestyle that I've been introduced to\nMoney and h-s keep us closer to Lucifer (What's up, Kurupt?)\nSteady seducing us and I'm all for it\nThis' the life for me and the law can't spoil it (right)\nSo you can call it what the f- you want\nBut I'm a baller a- with a s--off p- (n-)\nMy mamma ain't raise no punk and even dead 'Pac\nSo when I jump off I breathe for Y-\nBeen puttin in work so I walk with a bop\nAnd it safe at home so I sleep with a g- (no mistakes)\nThug living, ugh, what the f- would be better\nI do my dirt with the family so we dying together\n\nWe on a mission for mo' gangster s- on you h-s\nWe ain't f- with you lawyers crossing n-s up out there dough\nTrying to live Godzilla Edi went from a bad boy\nTo a anybody k-, look out\nWanted, man, g-s in hand stand firm\nNuts are my pride now lets burn\nBound and profound going down swinging\nHolding my ground, now we the last ones breathing\nNo stopping till we eating deep in the trenches\nSo many k-s, it's s-\nSo in this life I lead I stay protected\nMy god my squad and this thing in my palm\nNow all my h- m-s get your money, sing along\n\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency, get h- o- w-\nCollect G's, make my enemies b-\nWhen you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlaw m-s 'till we die\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency, get h- o- w-\nCollect G's, make my enemies b-\nWhen you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlaw m-s 'till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\nThis m- life I lead, n-\nYou know what time it is\nWestside, Death Row (Dogg Pound)\nEverybody k-\nBad b- k-, So So Def k-\nAnybody k-\nF- all y'all n-s\nIf it ain't Westside n-, it ain't 'Pac\nThat's on my mom","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: This Life I Lead\n artist: 2Pac\n album: 2Pac - Better Dayz (Disc Two)\n duration_ms: 321393\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n This m- life I lead, s-\n A hell of m- road blocks and crooked cops\n We still ride though\n What side?\n Westside\n\n I want money in large amounts, my garage full of cars that bounce\n Moving my tapes in major ways 'cause every dollar counts\n B-s is jealous and half these n-s is punks\n They running off at the mouth 'till I fill up with my p-\n They jump my a- keep them weary\n While you fronting like you Billy b-a-, n- you scary\n I been knowing you for years, we was high school peers in Junior High\n I was itchin' to k- and you was ready to die\n While you b- n-s was dying and catching cases\n B- my a- at m-s in foreign places\n Leaving no trace, they see my face and then they buried\n Them b- die in a hurry, still I ride, I'm never worried\n Mr. Makaveli tell me to ride and I'mma ride\n Pick my enemies out the crowd and m-s die\n It's not the way I wanna live, my n-, it's how it is\n Homie got into a fight last night, they k- his kids\n\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\n Collect G's, make my enemies b-\n When you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw m-s 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\n Collect G's, make my enemies b-, uh\n When you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw m-s 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n I ain't a k- but don't push me dog\n For that family, I'll send that a-\n Straight to God (What you doing n-?)\n And in this life I lead I've seen the most of my 23 years\n My v- is blurry, the money is clear\n Some of my peers eternally will sleep in a coffin (yeah, n-)\n And n- on the road I'm extremely cautious\n (Westside, man, you know how we do it)\n It happened that fast s- second your gone\n At the top of my tombstone put noble is raw\n Outlaw 'till I'm under the floor for Kadafi the prince\n I stack dough like a c- o- t- b-\n With a watch on my wrist, dawg, I know the time these days\n We Outlaws we gonna die this way\n We already in the history books, 'Pac made sure of that\n Whatever you took we taking it back\n You know it's all for the foundation Outlaws\n We still building the thug nation holler at your homie\n\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\n Collect G's, make my enemies b-\n When you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw m-s 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\n Collect G's, make my enemies b-\n When you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw m-s 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n It ain't but nothing but air between us oxygen is gettin hot\n Got a problem mo' f--a-n- kick rocks\n Now Bin Laden on the phone and the n- talking crazy\n I don't know who to blame him or Bush for k- babies\n I'm a New Jers' Devil the street created rebel\n Only got one s- to produce on every level\n This is Maximus, go to the max I must\n N-, I came from not much so money I c-\n Uh uh, Napolean the strength of strong arm\n With a d- they whistle and ride I put a move up on\n I'm a hardcore product of the ghetto\n Been blessed for sure to eat from out the ghetto\n I maneuver in the right lane quick to push back lanes\n Switch it to the left lane, I play with my hands\n And I'm plotting on the fortune, it's getting hot and scorching\n I'm thinking like a scorpion that torturing an enemy\n\n In this life I lead\n I fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\n Collect G's, make my enemies b-\n When you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw m-s 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\n Collect G's, make my enemies b-\n When you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw m-s 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n Now with this Outlaw lifestyle that I've been introduced to\n Money and h-s keep us closer to Lucifer (What's up, Kurupt?)\n Steady seducing us and I'm all for it\n This' the life for me and the law can't spoil it (right)\n So you can call it what the f- you want\n But I'm a baller a- with a s--off p- (n-)\n My mamma ain't raise no punk and even dead 'Pac\n So when I jump off I breathe for Y-\n Been puttin in work so I walk with a bop\n And it safe at home so I sleep with a g- (no mistakes)\n Thug living, ugh, what the f- would be better\n I do my dirt with the family so we dying together\n\n We on a mission for mo' gangster s- on you h-s\n We ain't f- with you lawyers crossing n-s up out there dough\n Trying to live Godzilla Edi went from a bad boy\n To a anybody k-, look out\n Wanted, man, g-s in hand stand firm\n Nuts are my pride now lets burn\n Bound and profound going down swinging\n Holding my ground, now we the last ones breathing\n No stopping till we eating deep in the trenches\n So many k-s, it's s-\n So in this life I lead I stay protected\n My god my squad and this thing in my palm\n Now all my h- m-s get your money, sing along\n\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\n Collect G's, make my enemies b-\n When you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw m-s 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\n Collect G's, make my enemies b-\n When you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw m-s 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n This m- life I lead, n-\n You know what time it is\n Westside, Death Row (Dogg Pound)\n Everybody k-\n Bad b- k-, So So Def k-\n Anybody k-\n F- all y'all n-s\n If it ain't Westside n-, it ain't 'Pac\n That's on my mom\n"},{"id":20280299,"name":"This Life I Lead","trackName":"This Life I Lead","artistName":"2Pac","albumName":"2Pac - G-Shit Part 3","duration":250.989792,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"This motherfucking life I lead, shit\nA hell of motherfucking road blocks and crooked cops\nWe still ride though\nWhat side?\nWestside\n\n(Verse 1: Tupac)\n\nI want money in large amounts my garage full of cars that bounce\nMoving my tapes in major ways cause every dollar counts\nBusters is jealous and half these nigas is punks\nThey running off at the mouth 'til I fill up with my pump\nThey jump my automatic keep them weary\nWhile you fronting like you Billy bad ass nigga you scary\nI been knowing you for years we was high school peers iIn Junior High\nI was itchin' to kill and you was ready to die\nWhile you bullshitting niggas was dying and catching cases\nBusting my automatics at motherfuckers in foreign places\nLeaving no trace they see my face and then they buried\nThem bitches die in a hurry still I ride I'm never worried\nMr. Makaveli tell me to ride and I'ma ride\nPick my enemies out the crowd and motherfuckers die\nIt's not the way I wanna live my nigga it's how it is\nHomie got into a fight last night they killed his kids\n\n(Chorus x2)\n\nIn this life I lead fiend for currency\nGet high off weed collect g's make my enemies bleed\nWhen you see me nigga\nHolla my set\nAnd watch them ride\nOutlaw mother fuckers\n'Till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\n(Verse 2: Young Noble)\n\nI ain't a killer but don't push me dog\nFor that family I'll send that ass straight to God (what you doing nigga?)\nAnd in this life I lead I've seen the most of my 23 years\nMy vision is blurry the money is clear\nSome of my peers eternally will sleep in a coffin (yeah nigga)\nAnd noble on the road I'm extremely cautious\nIt happened that fast split second your gone\nAt the top of my tombstone put noble is raw\nOutlaw 'Till I'm under the floor for Kadafi the prince\nI stack dough like a clock on the bricks\nWith a watch on my wrist dog I know the time these days\nWe outlaws we gonna die this way\nWe already in the history books Pac made sure of that\nWhateva you took we taking it back\nYou know it's all for the foundation Outlaws\nWe still building the thug nation holler at your homie\n\n(Chorus 2x)\n\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency\nGet high off weed\nCollect g's\nMake my enemies bleed\nWhen you see me nigga\nHolla my set\nAnd watch them ride\nOutlaw mother fuckers\n'Till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\n(Verse 3: Napolean)\n\nIt ain't but nothing air between us oxygen is gettin hot\nGot a problem mo' fag ass nigga kick rocks\nNow *censored* on the phone and the nigga talking crazy\nI don't know who to blame him or *censored* for killing babies\nI'm a New Jers' Devil the street created rebel\nOnly got one shot to produce on every level\nThis is Maximus go to the max I must\nNigga I came from not much so money I clutch\nUhuh Napolean the strength of strong arm\nWith a dick they whistle and ride I put a move up on\nI'm a hardcore product of the ghetto\nBeen blessed for sure to eat from out the ghetto\nI maneuver in the right lane quick to push back lanes\nSwitch it to the left lane I play with my hands\nAnd I'm plotting on the fortune it's getting hot and scorching\nI'm thinking like a scorpion that torturing an enemy\n\n(Chorus 2x)\n\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency\nGet high off weed\nCollect g's\nMake my enemies bleed\nWhen you see me nigga\nHolla my set\nAnd watch them ride\nOutlaw mother fuckers\n'Till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\n(Verse 4)\n\nNow with this outlaw lifestyle that I've been introduced to\nMoney and hoes keep us closer to Lucifer (what's up Kurupt)\nSteady seducing us and I'm all for it\nIt's the life for me and the law cant spoil it\nSo you can call it what the fuck you want (right)\nBut I'm a baller alcoholic with a sawn-off pump (nigga)\nMy mamma ain't raise no punk and even dead Pac\nSo when I jump off I breathe for Yak\nBeen puttin in work so I walk with a bop\nAnd it safe at home so I sleep with a glock (no mistakes)\nThug living Ugh what the fuck would be better\nI do my dirt with the family so we dying together\n\n(Verse 5: Edi)\n\nWe on a mission for mo' gangster shit on you hoes\nWe ain't fucking with you lawyers crossing niggas up out there dough\nTrying to live Godzilla Edi went from a bad boy\nTo a anybody killer Look out\nWanted man guns in hand stand firm\nNuts are my pride now lets burn\nBound and profound going down swinging\nHolding my ground we the last ones breathing\nNo stopping till we eating deep in the trenches\nSo many killings it's senseless\nSo in this life I lead I stay protected\nMy god my squad and this thing in my palm\nNow all my hustling motherfuckers get your money\nSing along\n\n(Chorus x2)\n\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency\nGet high off weed\nCollect g's\nMake my enemies bleed\nWhen you see me nigga\nHolla my set\nAnd watch them ride\nOutlaw mother fuckers\n'Till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\nThis motherfucking life I lead nigga\nYou know what time it is\nWestside\nDeathrow\nDogg Pound\nEverybody killer\nBad boy killer\n? Killer\nAnybody killer\nFuck all y'all niggas\nIf it ain't Westside nigga it ain't Pac\nThat's on my momma","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.58] This motherfucking life I lead, shit\n[00:03.04] A hell of motherfucking road blocks and crooked cops\n[00:06.48] We still ride though\n[00:08.14] What side?\n[00:09.34] Westside\n[00:10.69] (Verse 1: Tupac)\n[00:11.09] I want money in large amounts my garage full of cars that bounce\n[00:14.15] Moving my tapes in major ways cause every dollar counts\n[00:16.65] Busters is jealous and half these nigas is punks\n[00:19.21] They running off at the mouth 'til I fill up with my pump\n[00:21.53] They jump my automatic keep them weary\n[00:23.76] While you fronting like you Billy bad ass nigga you scary\n[00:26.25] I been knowing you for years we was high school peers iIn Junior High\n[00:28.85] I was itchin' to kill and you was ready to die\n[00:32.20] While you bullshitting niggas was dying and catching cases\n[00:34.87] Busting my automatics at motherfuckers in foreign places\n[00:37.71] Leaving no trace they see my face and then they buried\n[00:40.40] Them bitches die in a hurry still I ride I'm never worried\n[00:42.76] Mr. Makaveli tell me to ride and I'ma ride\n[00:45.38] Pick my enemies out the crowd and motherfuckers die\n[00:47.97] It's not the way I wanna live my nigga it's how it is\n[00:50.62] Homie got into a fight last night they killed his kids\n[00:53.32] (Chorus x2)\n[00:54.37] In this life I lead fiend for currency\n[00:55.96] Get high off weed collect g's make my enemies bleed\n[00:58.34] When you see me nigga\n[01:00.16] Holla my set\n[01:00.71] And watch them ride\n[01:01.66] Outlaw mother fuckers\n[01:02.68] 'Till we die\n[01:03.26] In this life I lead\n[01:04.35] (Verse 2: Young Noble)\n[01:15.63] I ain't a killer but don't push me dog\n[01:16.75] For that family I'll send that ass straight to God (what you doing nigga?)\n[01:20.30] And in this life I lead I've seen the most of my 23 years\n[01:22.58] My vision is blurry the money is clear\n[01:24.84] Some of my peers eternally will sleep in a coffin (yeah nigga)\n[01:27.79] And noble on the road I'm extremely cautious\n[01:30.23] It happened that fast split second your gone\n[01:32.98] At the top of my tombstone put noble is raw\n[01:35.31] Outlaw 'Till I'm under the floor for Kadafi the prince\n[01:38.46] I stack dough like a clock on the bricks\n[01:40.65] With a watch on my wrist dog I know the time these days\n[01:43.66] We outlaws we gonna die this way\n[01:45.82] We already in the history books Pac made sure of that\n[01:48.95] Whateva you took we taking it back\n[01:51.23] You know it's all for the foundation Outlaws\n[01:53.82] We still building the thug nation holler at your homie\n[01:56.54] (Chorus 2x)\n[01:58.00] In this life I lead\n[01:58.70] Fiend for currency\n[01:59.31] Get high off weed\n[01:59.92] Collect g's\n[02:00.63] Make my enemies bleed\n[02:01.79] When you see me nigga\n[02:03.18] Holla my set\n[02:03.67] And watch them ride\n[02:04.35] Outlaw mother fuckers\n[02:05.10] 'Till we die\n[02:06.53] In this life I lead\n[02:07.54] (Verse 3: Napolean)\n[02:12.96] It ain't but nothing air between us oxygen is gettin hot\n[02:20.19] Got a problem mo' fag ass nigga kick rocks\n[02:22.88] Now *censored* on the phone and the nigga talking crazy\n[02:25.60] I don't know who to blame him or *censored* for killing babies\n[02:28.49] I'm a New Jers' Devil the street created rebel\n[02:30.56] Only got one shot to produce on every level\n[02:33.54] This is Maximus go to the max I must\n[02:35.89] Nigga I came from not much so money I clutch\n[02:38.59] Uhuh Napolean the strength of strong arm\n[02:41.13] With a dick they whistle and ride I put a move up on\n[02:43.80] I'm a hardcore product of the ghetto\n[02:46.76] Been blessed for sure to eat from out the ghetto\n[02:49.29] I maneuver in the right lane quick to push back lanes\n[02:52.17] Switch it to the left lane I play with my hands\n[02:54.59] And I'm plotting on the fortune it's getting hot and scorching\n[02:57.24] I'm thinking like a scorpion that torturing an enemy\n[02:59.90] (Chorus 2x)\n[03:00.91] In this life I lead\n[03:01.39] Fiend for currency\n[03:02.31] Get high off weed\n[03:02.92] Collect g's\n[03:03.60] Make my enemies bleed\n[03:05.13] When you see me nigga\n[03:06.65] Holla my set\n[03:07.10] And watch them ride\n[03:08.02] Outlaw mother fuckers\n[03:08.62] 'Till we die\n[03:09.35] In this life I lead\n[03:09.92] (Verse 4)\n[03:11.06] Now with this outlaw lifestyle that I've been introduced to\n[03:23.40] Money and hoes keep us closer to Lucifer (what's up Kurupt)\n[03:26.69] Steady seducing us and I'm all for it\n[03:29.05] It's the life for me and the law cant spoil it\n[03:31.38] So you can call it what the fuck you want (right)\n[03:33.89] But I'm a baller alcoholic with a sawn-off pump (nigga)\n[03:36.15] My mamma ain't raise no punk and even dead Pac\n[03:39.64] So when I jump off I breathe for Yak\n[03:41.94] Been puttin in work so I walk with a bop\n[03:44.54] And it safe at home so I sleep with a glock (no mistakes)\n[03:47.44] Thug living Ugh what the fuck would be better\n[03:49.78] I do my dirt with the family so we dying together\n[03:52.24] (Verse 5: Edi)\n[03:53.01] We on a mission for mo' gangster shit on you hoes\n[03:54.97] We ain't fucking with you lawyers crossing niggas up out there dough\n[03:57.92] Trying to live Godzilla Edi went from a bad boy\n[04:01.02] To a anybody killer Look out\n[04:03.34] Wanted man guns in hand stand firm\n[04:06.36] Nuts are my pride now lets burn\n[04:08.37] Bound and profound going down swinging\n[04:10.89] Holding my ground we the last ones breathing\n[04:12.98] No stopping till we eating deep in the trenches\n[04:15.02] So many killings it's senseless\n[04:16.72] So in this life I lead I stay protected\n[04:18.88] My god my squad and this thing in my palm\n[04:21.28] Now all my hustling motherfuckers get your money\n[04:23.41] Sing along\n[04:24.30] (Chorus x2)\n[04:24.96] In this life I lead\n[04:25.44] Fiend for currency\n[04:26.47] Get high off weed\n[04:27.22] Collect g's\n[04:28.15] Make my enemies bleed\n[04:29.26] When you see me nigga\n[04:30.69] Holla my set\n[04:31.27] And watch them ride\n[04:31.86] Outlaw mother fuckers\n[04:32.78] 'Till we die\n[04:33.66] In this life I lead\n[04:35.02] This motherfucking life I lead nigga\n[04:49.11] You know what time it is\n[04:51.05] Westside\n[04:52.04] Deathrow\n[04:53.29] Dogg Pound\n[04:55.75] Everybody killer\n[04:55.99] Bad boy killer\n[04:58.02] ? Killer\n[04:59.48] Anybody killer\n[05:00.23] Fuck all y'all niggas\n[05:03.58] If it ain't Westside nigga it ain't Pac\n[05:05.26] That's on my momma\n[05:06.73] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: This Life I Lead\n artist: 2Pac\n album: 2Pac - G-Shit Part 3\n duration_ms: 250990\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: This motherfucking life I lead, shit\n start_ms: 580\n end_ms: 3040\n- text: A hell of motherfucking road blocks and crooked cops\n start_ms: 3040\n end_ms: 6480\n- text: We still ride though\n start_ms: 6480\n end_ms: 8140\n- text: What side?\n start_ms: 8140\n end_ms: 9340\n- text: Westside\n start_ms: 9340\n end_ms: 10690\n- text: '(Verse 1: Tupac)'\n start_ms: 10690\n end_ms: 11090\n- text: I want money in large amounts my garage full of cars that bounce\n start_ms: 11090\n end_ms: 14150\n- text: Moving my tapes in major ways cause every dollar counts\n start_ms: 14150\n end_ms: 16650\n- text: Busters is jealous and half these nigas is punks\n 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Killer'\n start_ms: 298020\n end_ms: 299480\n- text: Anybody killer\n start_ms: 299480\n end_ms: 300230\n- text: Fuck all y'all niggas\n start_ms: 300230\n end_ms: 303580\n- text: If it ain't Westside nigga it ain't Pac\n start_ms: 303580\n end_ms: 305260\n- text: That's on my momma\n start_ms: 305260\n end_ms: 306730\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 306730\nplain: |-\n This motherfucking life I lead, shit\n A hell of motherfucking road blocks and crooked cops\n We still ride though\n What side?\n Westside\n\n (Verse 1: Tupac)\n\n I want money in large amounts my garage full of cars that bounce\n Moving my tapes in major ways cause every dollar counts\n Busters is jealous and half these nigas is punks\n They running off at the mouth 'til I fill up with my pump\n They jump my automatic keep them weary\n While you fronting like you Billy bad ass nigga you scary\n I been knowing you for years we was high school peers iIn Junior High\n I was itchin' to kill and you was ready to die\n While you bullshitting niggas was dying and catching cases\n Busting my automatics at motherfuckers in foreign places\n Leaving no trace they see my face and then they buried\n Them bitches die in a hurry still I ride I'm never worried\n Mr. Makaveli tell me to ride and I'ma ride\n Pick my enemies out the crowd and motherfuckers die\n It's not the way I wanna live my nigga it's how it is\n Homie got into a fight last night they killed his kids\n\n (Chorus x2)\n\n In this life I lead fiend for currency\n Get high off weed collect g's make my enemies bleed\n When you see me nigga\n Holla my set\n And watch them ride\n Outlaw mother fuckers\n 'Till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n (Verse 2: Young Noble)\n\n I ain't a killer but don't push me dog\n For that family I'll send that ass straight to God (what you doing nigga?)\n And in this life I lead I've seen the most of my 23 years\n My vision is blurry the money is clear\n Some of my peers eternally will sleep in a coffin (yeah nigga)\n And noble on the road I'm extremely cautious\n It happened that fast split second your gone\n At the top of my tombstone put noble is raw\n Outlaw 'Till I'm under the floor for Kadafi the prince\n I stack dough like a clock on the bricks\n With a watch on my wrist dog I know the time these days\n We outlaws we gonna die this way\n We already in the history books Pac made sure of that\n Whateva you took we taking it back\n You know it's all for the foundation Outlaws\n We still building the thug nation holler at your homie\n\n (Chorus 2x)\n\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency\n Get high off weed\n Collect g's\n Make my enemies bleed\n When you see me nigga\n Holla my set\n And watch them ride\n Outlaw mother fuckers\n 'Till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n (Verse 3: Napolean)\n\n It ain't but nothing air between us oxygen is gettin hot\n Got a problem mo' fag ass nigga kick rocks\n Now *censored* on the phone and the nigga talking crazy\n I don't know who to blame him or *censored* for killing babies\n I'm a New Jers' Devil the street created rebel\n Only got one shot to produce on every level\n This is Maximus go to the max I must\n Nigga I came from not much so money I clutch\n Uhuh Napolean the strength of strong arm\n With a dick they whistle and ride I put a move up on\n I'm a hardcore product of the ghetto\n Been blessed for sure to eat from out the ghetto\n I maneuver in the right lane quick to push back lanes\n Switch it to the left lane I play with my hands\n And I'm plotting on the fortune it's getting hot and scorching\n I'm thinking like a scorpion that torturing an enemy\n\n (Chorus 2x)\n\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency\n Get high off weed\n Collect g's\n Make my enemies bleed\n When you see me nigga\n Holla my set\n And watch them ride\n Outlaw mother fuckers\n 'Till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n (Verse 4)\n\n Now with this outlaw lifestyle that I've been introduced to\n Money and hoes keep us closer to Lucifer (what's up Kurupt)\n Steady seducing us and I'm all for it\n It's the life for me and the law cant spoil it\n So you can call it what the fuck you want (right)\n But I'm a baller alcoholic with a sawn-off pump (nigga)\n My mamma ain't raise no punk and even dead Pac\n So when I jump off I breathe for Yak\n Been puttin in work so I walk with a bop\n And it safe at home so I sleep with a glock (no mistakes)\n Thug living Ugh what the fuck would be better\n I do my dirt with the family so we dying together\n\n (Verse 5: Edi)\n\n We on a mission for mo' gangster shit on you hoes\n We ain't fucking with you lawyers crossing niggas up out there dough\n Trying to live Godzilla Edi went from a bad boy\n To a anybody killer Look out\n Wanted man guns in hand stand firm\n Nuts are my pride now lets burn\n Bound and profound going down swinging\n Holding my ground we the last ones breathing\n No stopping till we eating deep in the trenches\n So many killings it's senseless\n So in this life I lead I stay protected\n My god my squad and this thing in my palm\n Now all my hustling motherfuckers get your money\n Sing along\n\n (Chorus x2)\n\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency\n Get high off weed\n Collect g's\n Make my enemies bleed\n When you see me nigga\n Holla my set\n And watch them ride\n Outlaw mother fuckers\n 'Till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n This motherfucking life I lead nigga\n You know what time it is\n Westside\n Deathrow\n Dogg Pound\n Everybody killer\n Bad boy killer\n ? Killer\n Anybody killer\n Fuck all y'all niggas\n If it ain't Westside nigga it ain't Pac\n That's on my momma\n"},{"id":21998930,"name":"This Life I Lead","trackName":"This Life I Lead","artistName":"2Pac","albumName":"DJ Fatal Presents 2pac - The Lost Tape","duration":256.600816,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"This motherfucking life I lead, shit\nA hell of motherfucking road blocks and crooked cops\nWe still ride though\nWhat side?\nWestside\n\n(Verse 1: Tupac)\n\nI want money in large amounts my garage full of cars that bounce\nMoving my tapes in major ways cause every dollar counts\nBusters is jealous and half these nigas is punks\nThey running off at the mouth 'til I fill up with my pump\nThey jump my automatic keep them weary\nWhile you fronting like you Billy bad ass nigga you scary\nI been knowing you for years we was high school peers iIn Junior High\nI was itchin' to kill and you was ready to die\nWhile you bullshitting niggas was dying and catching cases\nBusting my automatics at motherfuckers in foreign places\nLeaving no trace they see my face and then they buried\nThem bitches die in a hurry still I ride I'm never worried\nMr. Makaveli tell me to ride and I'ma ride\nPick my enemies out the crowd and motherfuckers die\nIt's not the way I wanna live my nigga it's how it is\nHomie got into a fight last night they killed his kids\n\n(Chorus x2)\n\nIn this life I lead fiend for currency\nGet high off weed collect g's make my enemies bleed\nWhen you see me nigga\nHolla my set\nAnd watch them ride\nOutlaw mother fuckers\n'Till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\n(Verse 2: Young Noble)\n\nI ain't a killer but don't push me dog\nFor that family I'll send that ass straight to God (what you doing nigga?)\nAnd in this life I lead I've seen the most of my 23 years\nMy vision is blurry the money is clear\nSome of my peers eternally will sleep in a coffin (yeah nigga)\nAnd noble on the road I'm extremely cautious\nIt happened that fast split second your gone\nAt the top of my tombstone put noble is raw\nOutlaw 'Till I'm under the floor for Kadafi the prince\nI stack dough like a clock on the bricks\nWith a watch on my wrist dog I know the time these days\nWe outlaws we gonna die this way\nWe already in the history books Pac made sure of that\nWhateva you took we taking it back\nYou know it's all for the foundation Outlaws\nWe still building the thug nation holler at your homie\n\n(Chorus 2x)\n\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency\nGet high off weed\nCollect g's\nMake my enemies bleed\nWhen you see me nigga\nHolla my set\nAnd watch them ride\nOutlaw mother fuckers\n'Till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\n(Verse 3: Napolean)\n\nIt ain't but nothing air between us oxygen is gettin hot\nGot a problem mo' fag ass nigga kick rocks\nNow *censored* on the phone and the nigga talking crazy\nI don't know who to blame him or *censored* for killing babies\nI'm a New Jers' Devil the street created rebel\nOnly got one shot to produce on every level\nThis is Maximus go to the max I must\nNigga I came from not much so money I clutch\nUhuh Napolean the strength of strong arm\nWith a dick they whistle and ride I put a move up on\nI'm a hardcore product of the ghetto\nBeen blessed for sure to eat from out the ghetto\nI maneuver in the right lane quick to push back lanes\nSwitch it to the left lane I play with my hands\nAnd I'm plotting on the fortune it's getting hot and scorching\nI'm thinking like a scorpion that torturing an enemy\n\n(Chorus 2x)\n\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency\nGet high off weed\nCollect g's\nMake my enemies bleed\nWhen you see me nigga\nHolla my set\nAnd watch them ride\nOutlaw mother fuckers\n'Till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\n(Verse 4)\n\nNow with this outlaw lifestyle that I've been introduced to\nMoney and hoes keep us closer to Lucifer (what's up Kurupt)\nSteady seducing us and I'm all for it\nIt's the life for me and the law cant spoil it\nSo you can call it what the fuck you want (right)\nBut I'm a baller alcoholic with a sawn-off pump (nigga)\nMy mamma ain't raise no punk and even dead Pac\nSo when I jump off I breathe for Yak\nBeen puttin in work so I walk with a bop\nAnd it safe at home so I sleep with a glock (no mistakes)\nThug living Ugh what the fuck would be better\nI do my dirt with the family so we dying together\n\n(Verse 5: Edi)\n\nWe on a mission for mo' gangster shit on you hoes\nWe ain't fucking with you lawyers crossing niggas up out there dough\nTrying to live Godzilla Edi went from a bad boy\nTo a anybody killer Look out\nWanted man guns in hand stand firm\nNuts are my pride now lets burn\nBound and profound going down swinging\nHolding my ground we the last ones breathing\nNo stopping till we eating deep in the trenches\nSo many killings it's senseless\nSo in this life I lead I stay protected\nMy god my squad and this thing in my palm\nNow all my hustling motherfuckers get your money\nSing along\n\n(Chorus x2)\n\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency\nGet high off weed\nCollect g's\nMake my enemies bleed\nWhen you see me nigga\nHolla my set\nAnd watch them ride\nOutlaw mother fuckers\n'Till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\nThis motherfucking life I lead nigga\nYou know what time it is\nWestside\nDeathrow\nDogg Pound\nEverybody killer\nBad boy killer\n? Killer\nAnybody killer\nFuck all y'all niggas\nIf it ain't Westside nigga it ain't Pac\nThat's on my momma","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.58] This motherfucking life I lead, shit\n[00:03.04] A hell of motherfucking road blocks and crooked cops\n[00:06.48] We still ride though\n[00:08.14] What side?\n[00:09.34] Westside\n[00:10.69] (Verse 1: Tupac)\n[00:11.09] I want money in large amounts my garage full of cars that bounce\n[00:14.15] Moving my tapes in major ways cause every dollar counts\n[00:16.65] Busters is jealous and half these nigas is punks\n[00:19.21] They running off at the mouth 'til I fill up with my pump\n[00:21.53] They jump my automatic keep them weary\n[00:23.76] While you fronting like you Billy bad ass nigga you scary\n[00:26.25] I been knowing you for years we was high school peers iIn Junior High\n[00:28.85] I was itchin' to kill and you was ready to die\n[00:32.20] While you bullshitting niggas was dying and catching cases\n[00:34.87] Busting my automatics at motherfuckers in foreign places\n[00:37.71] Leaving no trace they see my face and then they buried\n[00:40.40] Them bitches die in a hurry still I ride I'm never worried\n[00:42.76] Mr. Makaveli tell me to ride and I'ma ride\n[00:45.38] Pick my enemies out the crowd and motherfuckers die\n[00:47.97] It's not the way I wanna live my nigga it's how it is\n[00:50.62] Homie got into a fight last night they killed his kids\n[00:53.32] (Chorus x2)\n[00:54.37] In this life I lead fiend for currency\n[00:55.96] Get high off weed collect g's make my enemies bleed\n[00:58.34] When you see me nigga\n[01:00.16] Holla my set\n[01:00.71] And watch them ride\n[01:01.66] Outlaw mother fuckers\n[01:02.68] 'Till we die\n[01:03.26] In this life I lead\n[01:04.35] (Verse 2: Young Noble)\n[01:15.63] I ain't a killer but don't push me dog\n[01:16.75] For that family I'll send that ass straight to God (what you doing nigga?)\n[01:20.30] And in this life I lead I've seen the most of my 23 years\n[01:22.58] My vision is blurry the money is clear\n[01:24.84] Some of my peers eternally will sleep in a coffin (yeah nigga)\n[01:27.79] And noble on the road I'm extremely cautious\n[01:30.23] It happened that fast split second your gone\n[01:32.98] At the top of my tombstone put noble is raw\n[01:35.31] Outlaw 'Till I'm under the floor for Kadafi the prince\n[01:38.46] I stack dough like a clock on the bricks\n[01:40.65] With a watch on my wrist dog I know the time these days\n[01:43.66] We outlaws we gonna die this way\n[01:45.82] We already in the history books Pac made sure of that\n[01:48.95] Whateva you took we taking it back\n[01:51.23] You know it's all for the foundation Outlaws\n[01:53.82] We still building the thug nation holler at your homie\n[01:56.54] (Chorus 2x)\n[01:58.00] In this life I lead\n[01:58.70] Fiend for currency\n[01:59.31] Get high off weed\n[01:59.92] Collect g's\n[02:00.63] Make my enemies bleed\n[02:01.79] When you see me nigga\n[02:03.18] Holla my set\n[02:03.67] And 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plotting on the fortune it's getting hot and scorching\n[02:57.24] I'm thinking like a scorpion that torturing an enemy\n[02:59.90] (Chorus 2x)\n[03:00.91] In this life I lead\n[03:01.39] Fiend for currency\n[03:02.31] Get high off weed\n[03:02.92] Collect g's\n[03:03.60] Make my enemies bleed\n[03:05.13] When you see me nigga\n[03:06.65] Holla my set\n[03:07.10] And watch them ride\n[03:08.02] Outlaw mother fuckers\n[03:08.62] 'Till we die\n[03:09.35] In this life I lead\n[03:09.92] (Verse 4)\n[03:11.06] Now with this outlaw lifestyle that I've been introduced to\n[03:23.40] Money and hoes keep us closer to Lucifer (what's up Kurupt)\n[03:26.69] Steady seducing us and I'm all for it\n[03:29.05] It's the life for me and the law cant spoil it\n[03:31.38] So you can call it what the fuck you want (right)\n[03:33.89] But I'm a baller alcoholic with a sawn-off pump (nigga)\n[03:36.15] My mamma ain't raise no punk and even dead Pac\n[03:39.64] So when I jump off I breathe for Yak\n[03:41.94] Been puttin in work so I walk with a bop\n[03:44.54] And it safe at home so I sleep with a glock (no mistakes)\n[03:47.44] Thug living Ugh what the fuck would be better\n[03:49.78] I do my dirt with the family so we dying together\n[03:52.24] (Verse 5: Edi)\n[03:53.01] We on a mission for mo' gangster shit on you hoes\n[03:54.97] We ain't fucking with you lawyers crossing niggas up out there dough\n[03:57.92] Trying to live Godzilla Edi went from a bad boy\n[04:01.02] To a anybody killer Look out\n[04:03.34] Wanted man guns in hand stand firm\n[04:06.36] Nuts are my pride now lets burn\n[04:08.37] Bound and profound going down swinging\n[04:10.89] Holding my ground we the last ones breathing\n[04:12.98] No stopping till we eating deep in the trenches\n[04:15.02] So many killings it's senseless\n[04:16.72] So in this life I lead I stay protected\n[04:18.88] My god my squad and this thing in my palm\n[04:21.28] Now all my hustling motherfuckers get your money\n[04:23.41] Sing along\n[04:24.30] (Chorus x2)\n[04:24.96] In this life I lead\n[04:25.44] Fiend for currency\n[04:26.47] Get high off weed\n[04:27.22] Collect g's\n[04:28.15] Make my enemies bleed\n[04:29.26] When you see me nigga\n[04:30.69] Holla my set\n[04:31.27] And watch them ride\n[04:31.86] Outlaw mother fuckers\n[04:32.78] 'Till we die\n[04:33.66] In this life I lead\n[04:35.02] This motherfucking life I lead nigga\n[04:49.11] You know what time it is\n[04:51.05] Westside\n[04:52.04] Deathrow\n[04:53.29] Dogg Pound\n[04:55.75] Everybody killer\n[04:55.99] Bad boy killer\n[04:58.02] ? 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end_ms: 264300\n- text: (Chorus x2)\n start_ms: 264300\n end_ms: 264960\n- text: In this life I lead\n start_ms: 264960\n end_ms: 265440\n- text: Fiend for currency\n start_ms: 265440\n end_ms: 266470\n- text: Get high off weed\n start_ms: 266470\n end_ms: 267220\n- text: Collect g's\n start_ms: 267220\n end_ms: 268150\n- text: Make my enemies bleed\n start_ms: 268150\n end_ms: 269260\n- text: When you see me nigga\n start_ms: 269260\n end_ms: 270690\n- text: Holla my set\n start_ms: 270690\n end_ms: 271270\n- text: And watch them ride\n start_ms: 271270\n end_ms: 271860\n- text: Outlaw mother fuckers\n start_ms: 271860\n end_ms: 272780\n- text: '''Till we die'\n start_ms: 272780\n end_ms: 273660\n- text: In this life I lead\n start_ms: 273660\n end_ms: 275020\n- text: This motherfucking life I lead nigga\n start_ms: 275020\n end_ms: 289110\n- text: You know what time it is\n start_ms: 289110\n end_ms: 291050\n- text: Westside\n start_ms: 291050\n end_ms: 292040\n- text: Deathrow\n 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Killer'\n start_ms: 298020\n end_ms: 299480\n- text: Anybody killer\n start_ms: 299480\n end_ms: 300230\n- text: Fuck all y'all niggas\n start_ms: 300230\n end_ms: 303580\n- text: If it ain't Westside nigga it ain't Pac\n start_ms: 303580\n end_ms: 305260\n- text: That's on my momma\n start_ms: 305260\n end_ms: 306730\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 306730\nplain: |-\n This motherfucking life I lead, shit\n A hell of motherfucking road blocks and crooked cops\n We still ride though\n What side?\n Westside\n\n (Verse 1: Tupac)\n\n I want money in large amounts my garage full of cars that bounce\n Moving my tapes in major ways cause every dollar counts\n Busters is jealous and half these nigas is punks\n They running off at the mouth 'til I fill up with my pump\n They jump my automatic keep them weary\n While you fronting like you Billy bad ass nigga you scary\n I been knowing you for years we was high school peers iIn Junior High\n I was itchin' to kill and you was ready to die\n While you bullshitting niggas was dying and catching cases\n Busting my automatics at motherfuckers in foreign places\n Leaving no trace they see my face and then they buried\n Them bitches die in a hurry still I ride I'm never worried\n Mr. Makaveli tell me to ride and I'ma ride\n Pick my enemies out the crowd and motherfuckers die\n It's not the way I wanna live my nigga it's how it is\n Homie got into a fight last night they killed his kids\n\n (Chorus x2)\n\n In this life I lead fiend for currency\n Get high off weed collect g's make my enemies bleed\n When you see me nigga\n Holla my set\n And watch them ride\n Outlaw mother fuckers\n 'Till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n (Verse 2: Young Noble)\n\n I ain't a killer but don't push me dog\n For that family I'll send that ass straight to God (what you doing nigga?)\n And in this life I lead I've seen the most of my 23 years\n My vision is blurry the money is clear\n Some of my peers eternally will sleep in a coffin (yeah nigga)\n And noble on the road I'm extremely cautious\n It happened that fast split second your gone\n At the top of my tombstone put noble is raw\n Outlaw 'Till I'm under the floor for Kadafi the prince\n I stack dough like a clock on the bricks\n With a watch on my wrist dog I know the time these days\n We outlaws we gonna die this way\n We already in the history books Pac made sure of that\n Whateva you took we taking it back\n You know it's all for the foundation Outlaws\n We still building the thug nation holler at your homie\n\n (Chorus 2x)\n\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency\n Get high off weed\n Collect g's\n Make my enemies bleed\n When you see me nigga\n Holla my set\n And watch them ride\n Outlaw mother fuckers\n 'Till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n (Verse 3: Napolean)\n\n It ain't but nothing air between us oxygen is gettin hot\n Got a problem mo' fag ass nigga kick rocks\n Now *censored* on the phone and the nigga talking crazy\n I don't know who to blame him or *censored* for killing babies\n I'm a New Jers' Devil the street created rebel\n Only got one shot to produce on every level\n This is Maximus go to the max I must\n Nigga I came from not much so money I clutch\n Uhuh Napolean the strength of strong arm\n With a dick they whistle and ride I put a move up on\n I'm a hardcore product of the ghetto\n Been blessed for sure to eat from out the ghetto\n I maneuver in the right lane quick to push back lanes\n Switch it to the left lane I play with my hands\n And I'm plotting on the fortune it's getting hot and scorching\n I'm thinking like a scorpion that torturing an enemy\n\n (Chorus 2x)\n\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency\n Get high off weed\n Collect g's\n Make my enemies bleed\n When you see me nigga\n Holla my set\n And watch them ride\n Outlaw mother fuckers\n 'Till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n (Verse 4)\n\n Now with this outlaw lifestyle that I've been introduced to\n Money and hoes keep us closer to Lucifer (what's up Kurupt)\n Steady seducing us and I'm all for it\n It's the life for me and the law cant spoil it\n So you can call it what the fuck you want (right)\n But I'm a baller alcoholic with a sawn-off pump (nigga)\n My mamma ain't raise no punk and even dead Pac\n So when I jump off I breathe for Yak\n Been puttin in work so I walk with a bop\n And it safe at home so I sleep with a glock (no mistakes)\n Thug living Ugh what the fuck would be better\n I do my dirt with the family so we dying together\n\n (Verse 5: Edi)\n\n We on a mission for mo' gangster shit on you hoes\n We ain't fucking with you lawyers crossing niggas up out there dough\n Trying to live Godzilla Edi went from a bad boy\n To a anybody killer Look out\n Wanted man guns in hand stand firm\n Nuts are my pride now lets burn\n Bound and profound going down swinging\n Holding my ground we the last ones breathing\n No stopping till we eating deep in the trenches\n So many killings it's senseless\n So in this life I lead I stay protected\n My god my squad and this thing in my palm\n Now all my hustling motherfuckers get your money\n Sing along\n\n (Chorus x2)\n\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency\n Get high off weed\n Collect g's\n Make my enemies bleed\n When you see me nigga\n Holla my set\n And watch them ride\n Outlaw mother fuckers\n 'Till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n This motherfucking life I lead nigga\n You know what time it is\n Westside\n Deathrow\n Dogg Pound\n Everybody killer\n Bad boy killer\n ? Killer\n Anybody killer\n Fuck all y'all niggas\n If it ain't Westside nigga it ain't Pac\n That's on my momma\n"},{"id":39324831,"name":"This Life I Lead (Feat Outlawz","trackName":"This Life I Lead (Feat Outlawz","artistName":"2pac","albumName":"DJ Fatal Presents 2pac-The Los","duration":257.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"This motherfucking life I lead, shit\nA hell of motherfucking road blocks and crooked cops\nWe still ride though\nWhat side?\nWestside\n\n(Verse 1: Tupac)\n\nI want money in large amounts my garage full of cars that bounce\nMoving my tapes in major ways cause every dollar counts\nBusters is jealous and half these nigas is punks\nThey running off at the mouth 'til I fill up with my pump\nThey jump my automatic keep them weary\nWhile you fronting like you Billy bad ass nigga you scary\nI been knowing you for years we was high school peers iIn Junior High\nI was itchin' to kill and you was ready to die\nWhile you bullshitting niggas was dying and catching cases\nBusting my automatics at motherfuckers in foreign places\nLeaving no trace they see my face and then they buried\nThem bitches die in a hurry still I ride I'm never worried\nMr. Makaveli tell me to ride and I'ma ride\nPick my enemies out the crowd and motherfuckers die\nIt's not the way I wanna live my nigga it's how it is\nHomie got into a fight last night they killed his kids\n\n(Chorus x2)\n\nIn this life I lead fiend for currency\nGet high off weed collect g's make my enemies bleed\nWhen you see me nigga\nHolla my set\nAnd watch them ride\nOutlaw mother fuckers\n'Till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\n(Verse 2: Young Noble)\n\nI ain't a killer but don't push me dog\nFor that family I'll send that ass straight to God (what you doing nigga?)\nAnd in this life I lead I've seen the most of my 23 years\nMy vision is blurry the money is clear\nSome of my peers eternally will sleep in a coffin (yeah nigga)\nAnd noble on the road I'm extremely cautious\nIt happened that fast split second your gone\nAt the top of my tombstone put noble is raw\nOutlaw 'Till I'm under the floor for Kadafi the prince\nI stack dough like a clock on the bricks\nWith a watch on my wrist dog I know the time these days\nWe outlaws we gonna die this way\nWe already in the history books Pac made sure of that\nWhateva you took we taking it back\nYou know it's all for the foundation Outlaws\nWe still building the thug nation holler at your homie\n\n(Chorus 2x)\n\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency\nGet high off weed\nCollect g's\nMake my enemies bleed\nWhen you see me nigga\nHolla my set\nAnd watch them ride\nOutlaw mother fuckers\n'Till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\n(Verse 3: Napolean)\n\nIt ain't but nothing air between us oxygen is gettin hot\nGot a problem mo' fag ass nigga kick rocks\nNow *censored* on the phone and the nigga talking crazy\nI don't know who to blame him or *censored* for killing babies\nI'm a New Jers' Devil the street created rebel\nOnly got one shot to produce on every level\nThis is Maximus go to the max I must\nNigga I came from not much so money I clutch\nUhuh Napolean the strength of strong arm\nWith a dick they whistle and ride I put a move up on\nI'm a hardcore product of the ghetto\nBeen blessed for sure to eat from out the ghetto\nI maneuver in the right lane quick to push back lanes\nSwitch it to the left lane I play with my hands\nAnd I'm plotting on the fortune it's getting hot and scorching\nI'm thinking like a scorpion that torturing an enemy\n\n(Chorus 2x)\n\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency\nGet high off weed\nCollect g's\nMake my enemies bleed\nWhen you see me nigga\nHolla my set\nAnd watch them ride\nOutlaw mother fuckers\n'Till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\n(Verse 4)\n\nNow with this outlaw lifestyle that I've been introduced to\nMoney and hoes keep us closer to Lucifer (what's up Kurupt)\nSteady seducing us and I'm all for it\nIt's the life for me and the law cant spoil it\nSo you can call it what the fuck you want (right)\nBut I'm a baller alcoholic with a sawn-off pump (nigga)\nMy mamma ain't raise no punk and even dead Pac\nSo when I jump off I breathe for Yak\nBeen puttin in work so I walk with a bop\nAnd it safe at home so I sleep with a glock (no mistakes)\nThug living Ugh what the fuck would be better\nI do my dirt with the family so we dying together\n\n(Verse 5: Edi)\n\nWe on a mission for mo' gangster shit on you hoes\nWe ain't fucking with you lawyers crossing niggas up out there dough\nTrying to live Godzilla Edi went from a bad boy\nTo a anybody killer Look out\nWanted man guns in hand stand firm\nNuts are my pride now lets burn\nBound and profound going down swinging\nHolding my ground we the last ones breathing\nNo stopping till we eating deep in the trenches\nSo many killings it's senseless\nSo in this life I lead I stay protected\nMy god my squad and this thing in my palm\nNow all my hustling motherfuckers get your money\nSing along\n\n(Chorus x2)\n\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency\nGet high off weed\nCollect g's\nMake my enemies bleed\nWhen you see me nigga\nHolla my set\nAnd watch them ride\nOutlaw mother fuckers\n'Till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\nThis motherfucking life I lead nigga\nYou know what time it is\nWestside\nDeathrow\nDogg Pound\nEverybody killer\nBad boy killer\n? Killer\nAnybody killer\nFuck all y'all niggas\nIf it ain't Westside nigga it ain't Pac\nThat's on my momma","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: This Life I Lead (Feat Outlawz\n artist: 2pac\n album: DJ Fatal Presents 2pac-The Los\n duration_ms: 256547\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n This motherfucking life I lead, shit\n A hell of motherfucking road blocks and crooked cops\n We still ride though\n What side?\n Westside\n\n (Verse 1: Tupac)\n\n I want money in large amounts my garage full of cars that bounce\n Moving my tapes in major ways cause every dollar counts\n Busters is jealous and half these nigas is punks\n They running off at the mouth 'til I fill up with my pump\n They jump my automatic keep them weary\n While you fronting like you Billy bad ass nigga you scary\n I been knowing you for years we was high school peers iIn Junior High\n I was itchin' to kill and you was ready to die\n While you bullshitting niggas was dying and catching cases\n Busting my automatics at motherfuckers in foreign places\n Leaving no trace they see my face and then they buried\n Them bitches die in a hurry still I ride I'm never worried\n Mr. Makaveli tell me to ride and I'ma ride\n Pick my enemies out the crowd and motherfuckers die\n It's not the way I wanna live my nigga it's how it is\n Homie got into a fight last night they killed his kids\n\n (Chorus x2)\n\n In this life I lead fiend for currency\n Get high off weed collect g's make my enemies bleed\n When you see me nigga\n Holla my set\n And watch them ride\n Outlaw mother fuckers\n 'Till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n (Verse 2: Young Noble)\n\n I ain't a killer but don't push me dog\n For that family I'll send that ass straight to God (what you doing nigga?)\n And in this life I lead I've seen the most of my 23 years\n My vision is blurry the money is clear\n Some of my peers eternally will sleep in a coffin (yeah nigga)\n And noble on the road I'm extremely cautious\n It happened that fast split second your gone\n At the top of my tombstone put noble is raw\n Outlaw 'Till I'm under the floor for Kadafi the prince\n I stack dough like a clock on the bricks\n With a watch on my wrist dog I know the time these days\n We outlaws we gonna die this way\n We already in the history books Pac made sure of that\n Whateva you took we taking it back\n You know it's all for the foundation Outlaws\n We still building the thug nation holler at your homie\n\n (Chorus 2x)\n\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency\n Get high off weed\n Collect g's\n Make my enemies bleed\n When you see me nigga\n Holla my set\n And watch them ride\n Outlaw mother fuckers\n 'Till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n (Verse 3: Napolean)\n\n It ain't but nothing air between us oxygen is gettin hot\n Got a problem mo' fag ass nigga kick rocks\n Now *censored* on the phone and the nigga talking crazy\n I don't know who to blame him or *censored* for killing babies\n I'm a New Jers' Devil the street created rebel\n Only got one shot to produce on every level\n This is Maximus go to the max I must\n Nigga I came from not much so money I clutch\n Uhuh Napolean the strength of strong arm\n With a dick they whistle and ride I put a move up on\n I'm a hardcore product of the ghetto\n Been blessed for sure to eat from out the ghetto\n I maneuver in the right lane quick to push back lanes\n Switch it to the left lane I play with my hands\n And I'm plotting on the fortune it's getting hot and scorching\n I'm thinking like a scorpion that torturing an enemy\n\n (Chorus 2x)\n\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency\n Get high off weed\n Collect g's\n Make my enemies bleed\n When you see me nigga\n Holla my set\n And watch them ride\n Outlaw mother fuckers\n 'Till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n (Verse 4)\n\n Now with this outlaw lifestyle that I've been introduced to\n Money and hoes keep us closer to Lucifer (what's up Kurupt)\n Steady seducing us and I'm all for it\n It's the life for me and the law cant spoil it\n So you can call it what the fuck you want (right)\n But I'm a baller alcoholic with a sawn-off pump (nigga)\n My mamma ain't raise no punk and even dead Pac\n So when I jump off I breathe for Yak\n Been puttin in work so I walk with a bop\n And it safe at home so I sleep with a glock (no mistakes)\n Thug living Ugh what the fuck would be better\n I do my dirt with the family so we dying together\n\n (Verse 5: Edi)\n\n We on a mission for mo' gangster shit on you hoes\n We ain't fucking with you lawyers crossing niggas up out there dough\n Trying to live Godzilla Edi went from a bad boy\n To a anybody killer Look out\n Wanted man guns in hand stand firm\n Nuts are my pride now lets burn\n Bound and profound going down swinging\n Holding my ground we the last ones breathing\n No stopping till we eating deep in the trenches\n So many killings it's senseless\n So in this life I lead I stay protected\n My god my squad and this thing in my palm\n Now all my hustling motherfuckers get your money\n Sing along\n\n (Chorus x2)\n\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency\n Get high off weed\n Collect g's\n Make my enemies bleed\n When you see me nigga\n Holla my set\n And watch them ride\n Outlaw mother fuckers\n 'Till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n This motherfucking life I lead nigga\n You know what time it is\n Westside\n Deathrow\n Dogg Pound\n Everybody killer\n Bad boy killer\n ? Killer\n Anybody killer\n Fuck all y'all niggas\n If it ain't Westside nigga it ain't Pac\n That's on my momma\n"},{"id":18599197,"name":"23 - 2Pac - This Life I Lead","trackName":"23 - 2Pac - This Life I Lead","artistName":"2Pac","albumName":"Better Dayz","duration":321.359438,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"This m- life I lead, s-\nA hell of m- road blocks and crooked cops\nWe still ride though\nWhat side?\nWestside\n\nI want money in large amounts, my garage full of cars that bounce\nMoving my tapes in major ways 'cause every dollar counts\nB-s is jealous and half these n-s is punks\nThey running off at the mouth 'till I fill up with my p-\nThey jump my a- keep them weary\nWhile you fronting like you Billy b-a-, n- you scary\nI been knowing you for years, we was high school peers in Junior High\nI was itchin' to k- and you was ready to die\nWhile you b- n-s was dying and catching cases\nB- my a- at m-s in foreign places\nLeaving no trace, they see my face and then they buried\nThem b- die in a hurry, still I ride, I'm never worried\nMr. Makaveli tell me to ride and I'mma ride\nPick my enemies out the crowd and m-s die\nIt's not the way I wanna live, my n-, it's how it is\nHomie got into a fight last night, they k- his kids\n\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency, get h- o- w-\nCollect G's, make my enemies b-\nWhen you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlaw m-s 'till we die\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency, get h- o- w-\nCollect G's, make my enemies b-, uh\nWhen you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlaw m-s 'till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\nI ain't a k- but don't push me dog\nFor that family, I'll send that a-\nStraight to God (What you doing n-?)\nAnd in this life I lead I've seen the most of my 23 years\nMy v- is blurry, the money is clear\nSome of my peers eternally will sleep in a coffin (yeah, n-)\nAnd n- on the road I'm extremely cautious\n(Westside, man, you know how we do it)\nIt happened that fast s- second your gone\nAt the top of my tombstone put noble is raw\nOutlaw 'till I'm under the floor for Kadafi the prince\nI stack dough like a c- o- t- b-\nWith a watch on my wrist, dawg, I know the time these days\nWe Outlaws we gonna die this way\nWe already in the history books, 'Pac made sure of that\nWhatever you took we taking it back\nYou know it's all for the foundation Outlaws\nWe still building the thug nation holler at your homie\n\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency, get h- o- w-\nCollect G's, make my enemies b-\nWhen you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlaw m-s 'till we die\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency, get h- o- w-\nCollect G's, make my enemies b-\nWhen you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlaw m-s 'till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\nIt ain't but nothing but air between us oxygen is gettin hot\nGot a problem mo' f--a-n- kick rocks\nNow Bin Laden on the phone and the n- talking crazy\nI don't know who to blame him or Bush for k- babies\nI'm a New Jers' Devil the street created rebel\nOnly got one s- to produce on every level\nThis is Maximus, go to the max I must\nN-, I came from not much so money I c-\nUh uh, Napolean the strength of strong arm\nWith a d- they whistle and ride I put a move up on\nI'm a hardcore product of the ghetto\nBeen blessed for sure to eat from out the ghetto\nI maneuver in the right lane quick to push back lanes\nSwitch it to the left lane, I play with my hands\nAnd I'm plotting on the fortune, it's getting hot and scorching\nI'm thinking like a scorpion that torturing an enemy\n\nIn this life I lead\nI fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\nCollect G's, make my enemies b-\nWhen you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlaw m-s 'till we die\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency, get h- o- w-\nCollect G's, make my enemies b-\nWhen you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlaw m-s 'till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\nNow with this Outlaw lifestyle that I've been introduced to\nMoney and h-s keep us closer to Lucifer (What's up, Kurupt?)\nSteady seducing us and I'm all for it\nThis' the life for me and the law can't spoil it (right)\nSo you can call it what the f- you want\nBut I'm a baller a- with a s--off p- (n-)\nMy mamma ain't raise no punk and even dead 'Pac\nSo when I jump off I breathe for Y-\nBeen puttin in work so I walk with a bop\nAnd it safe at home so I sleep with a g- (no mistakes)\nThug living, ugh, what the f- would be better\nI do my dirt with the family so we dying together\n\nWe on a mission for mo' gangster s- on you h-s\nWe ain't f- with you lawyers crossing n-s up out there dough\nTrying to live Godzilla Edi went from a bad boy\nTo a anybody k-, look out\nWanted, man, g-s in hand stand firm\nNuts are my pride now lets burn\nBound and profound going down swinging\nHolding my ground, now we the last ones breathing\nNo stopping till we eating deep in the trenches\nSo many k-s, it's s-\nSo in this life I lead I stay protected\nMy god my squad and this thing in my palm\nNow all my h- m-s get your money, sing along\n\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency, get h- o- w-\nCollect G's, make my enemies b-\nWhen you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlaw m-s 'till we die\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency, get h- o- w-\nCollect G's, make my enemies b-\nWhen you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlaw m-s 'till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\nThis m- life I lead, n-\nYou know what time it is\nWestside, Death Row (Dogg Pound)\nEverybody k-\nBad b- k-, So So Def k-\nAnybody k-\nF- all y'all n-s\nIf it ain't Westside n-, it ain't 'Pac\nThat's on my mom","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: 23 - 2Pac - This Life I Lead\n artist: 2Pac\n album: Better Dayz\n duration_ms: 321359\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n This m- life I lead, s-\n A hell of m- road blocks and crooked cops\n We still ride though\n What side?\n Westside\n\n I want money in large amounts, my garage full of cars that bounce\n Moving my tapes in major ways 'cause every dollar counts\n B-s is jealous and half these n-s is punks\n They running off at the mouth 'till I fill up with my p-\n They jump my a- keep them weary\n While you fronting like you Billy b-a-, n- you scary\n I been knowing you for years, we was high school peers in Junior High\n I was itchin' to k- and you was ready to die\n While you b- n-s was dying and catching cases\n B- my a- at m-s in foreign places\n Leaving no trace, they see my face and then they buried\n Them b- die in a hurry, still I ride, I'm never worried\n Mr. Makaveli tell me to ride and I'mma ride\n Pick my enemies out the crowd and m-s die\n It's not the way I wanna live, my n-, it's how it is\n Homie got into a fight last night, they k- his kids\n\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\n Collect G's, make my enemies b-\n When you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw m-s 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\n Collect G's, make my enemies b-, uh\n When you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw m-s 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n I ain't a k- but don't push me dog\n For that family, I'll send that a-\n Straight to God (What you doing n-?)\n And in this life I lead I've seen the most of my 23 years\n My v- is blurry, the money is clear\n Some of my peers eternally will sleep in a coffin (yeah, n-)\n And n- on the road I'm extremely cautious\n (Westside, man, you know how we do it)\n It happened that fast s- second your gone\n At the top of my tombstone put noble is raw\n Outlaw 'till I'm under the floor for Kadafi the prince\n I stack dough like a c- o- t- b-\n With a watch on my wrist, dawg, I know the time these days\n We Outlaws we gonna die this way\n We already in the history books, 'Pac made sure of that\n Whatever you took we taking it back\n You know it's all for the foundation Outlaws\n We still building the thug nation holler at your homie\n\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\n Collect G's, make my enemies b-\n When you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw m-s 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\n Collect G's, make my enemies b-\n When you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw m-s 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n It ain't but nothing but air between us oxygen is gettin hot\n Got a problem mo' f--a-n- kick rocks\n Now Bin Laden on the phone and the n- talking crazy\n I don't know who to blame him or Bush for k- babies\n I'm a New Jers' Devil the street created rebel\n Only got one s- to produce on every level\n This is Maximus, go to the max I must\n N-, I came from not much so money I c-\n Uh uh, Napolean the strength of strong arm\n With a d- they whistle and ride I put a move up on\n I'm a hardcore product of the ghetto\n Been blessed for sure to eat from out the ghetto\n I maneuver in the right lane quick to push back lanes\n Switch it to the left lane, I play with my hands\n And I'm plotting on the fortune, it's getting hot and scorching\n I'm thinking like a scorpion that torturing an enemy\n\n In this life I lead\n I fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\n Collect G's, make my enemies b-\n When you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw m-s 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\n Collect G's, make my enemies b-\n When you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw m-s 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n Now with this Outlaw lifestyle that I've been introduced to\n Money and h-s keep us closer to Lucifer (What's up, Kurupt?)\n Steady seducing us and I'm all for it\n This' the life for me and the law can't spoil it (right)\n So you can call it what the f- you want\n But I'm a baller a- with a s--off p- (n-)\n My mamma ain't raise no punk and even dead 'Pac\n So when I jump off I breathe for Y-\n Been puttin in work so I walk with a bop\n And it safe at home so I sleep with a g- (no mistakes)\n Thug living, ugh, what the f- would be better\n I do my dirt with the family so we dying together\n\n We on a mission for mo' gangster s- on you h-s\n We ain't f- with you lawyers crossing n-s up out there dough\n Trying to live Godzilla Edi went from a bad boy\n To a anybody k-, look out\n Wanted, man, g-s in hand stand firm\n Nuts are my pride now lets burn\n Bound and profound going down swinging\n Holding my ground, now we the last ones breathing\n No stopping till we eating deep in the trenches\n So many k-s, it's s-\n So in this life I lead I stay protected\n My god my squad and this thing in my palm\n Now all my h- m-s get your money, sing along\n\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\n Collect G's, make my enemies b-\n When you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw m-s 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\n Collect G's, make my enemies b-\n When you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw m-s 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n This m- life I lead, n-\n You know what time it is\n Westside, Death Row (Dogg Pound)\n Everybody k-\n Bad b- k-, So So Def k-\n Anybody k-\n F- all y'all n-s\n If it ain't Westside n-, it ain't 'Pac\n That's on my mom\n"},{"id":29799445,"name":"This Is the Life I Lead","trackName":"This Is the Life I Lead","artistName":"2Pac","albumName":"The Vault, Vol. IV: Exit 2Pac, Enter Makaveli","duration":321.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"In this life I lead\nHella road blocks and crooked cops\nWe still ride though\nWestside, Westside\n\nI want money in large amounts\nMy garage full of cars that bounce\nMovin' my tapes in major weight 'cause every dollar counts\nJealous and happy, niggas in bumps\nThey runnin' off at the mouth 'til I fill it up with my pump\nThey jump, gun in the arm to keep 'em weary\nWhy you frontin' like you really want beef?\nNigga, you scary, I've been knowin' you for years\nWe was high school peers in junior high\nI was itchin' to kill and you was ready to die\nWhy you in issues, niggas dyin' and catchin' cases\nMessin' with my automatics and shootin' up niggas in foreign places\nAnd even though straight they see my face and they worry\nNiggas die in a hurry, still I ride, I'm never worried\nMr. Makaveli tell me to ride, and I'ma ride\nPick my enemies out the crowd, and bust 'em up and die\nIt's not the way I wanna live, but nigga, it is how it is\nHomie got into a fight last night and killed his kids\n\nIn this life I lead, fiend for currency, get head\nFor your hair, collect G's, make my enemies bleed\nWhen you see me, nigga, holla my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlawz, motherfuckers 'til we die\nIn this life I lead, fiend for currency, get head\nFor your hair, collect G's, make my enemies bleed\nWhen you see me, nigga, holla my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlawz, motherfuckers 'til we die\nIn this life I lead\n\nI ain't a killer, but don't push me, dog\nFor the family I'll send your ass straight to God\nIn this life I lead, I seen the most in my 23 years\nWhen bitches get buried, the money is clear\nSome of my peers eternally will sleep in a coffin\nAnd when I'm on the road, I'm extremely cautious\nGot to end it fast, split second, you gone\nAt the top of my tombstone, put \"Noble is raw\"\nOutlaw 'til I'm under the floor\nFuck Khadafi the prince, I stack dough like I can't do no wrong\nWith a watch on my wrist, dog\nI know the time these days, we Outlawz, we gon' die this way\nWe already in the history books\n'Pac made sure of that, whatever you took, we takin' it back\nYou know it's all for the foundation\nOutlawz, we still buildin' the Thug Nation\nHolla at your homie\n\nIn this life I lead, fiend for currency, get head\nFor your hair, collect G's, make my enemies bleed\nWhen you see me, nigga, holla my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlawz, motherfuckers 'til we die\nIn this life I lead, fiend for currency, get head\nFor your hair, collect G's, make my enemies bleed\nWhen you see me, nigga, holla my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlawz, motherfuckers 'til we die\nIn this life I lead\n\nIt ain't nothin' but fear between us, oxygen is gettin' hot\nGot a problem, old faggot-ass niggas kick rocks\nBin Laden on the phone and a nigga talkin' crazy\nI don't know who to blame, him or Bush for killin' babies\nI'm a New Jersey Devil, the street created rebel\nOnly got one Uzi, but deuce on every level\nThis is Maximus, go to the max I must\nNigga, I came from not much, so money I could bust\nUh, Napoleon, the strength of the strong arm\nWhen a nigga that whistle a riot, I pull, they movin' wrong\nI'm a hardcore product of the ghetto\nBeen blessed, fa sho, to eat from out the ghetto\nI maneuver in the right lane, quick to push back brains\nSwitchin' to the left lane, I'm playin' my hands\nAnd I'm plottin' on a fortune, it's gettin' hot and scorchin'\nI'm thinkin' like a scorpion that torture they enemies\n\nIn this life I lead, fiend for currency, get head\nFor your hair, collect G's, make my enemies bleed\nWhen you see me, nigga, holla my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlawz, motherfuckers 'til we die\nIn this life I lead, fiend for currency, get head\nFor your hair, collect G's, make my enemies bleed\nWhen you see me, nigga, holla my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlawz, motherfuckers 'til we die\nIn this life I lead\n\nNow with this Outlaw lifestyle that I've been introduced to\nMoney and hoes keep us closer to Lucifer\nSteady seducin' us and I'm all for it\nThis the life for me and the law can't spoil it\nSo you can call it what the fuck you want\nBut I'm a ballin' outlaw rider with a sawed-off Glock\nMy mama ain't raised no punk, and neither did 'Pac\nSo when it jump off I breathe for your life\nBeen puttin' in work, so I walk with a bop\nAnd it ain't safe at home, so I sleep with a Glock\nThug livin', uh, what the fuck could be better?\nI do my dirt with the family so we dyin' together, you know?\n\nWe on a mission for more, gangsta shit on you hoes\nWe ain't fuckin' with you hoes, just crooks and niggas about they flow\nTryna live Godzilla, E.D.I. went from a Bad Boy\nTo a anybody-killer, look out\nWarrant for man, guns in hand\nStand firm, mess with my pride, now let's burn\nBound to be found goin' down, swingin', holdin' my ground\nAnd we the last ones breathin', won't stop until we even\nDeep in the trenches, so many bitches and senses\nSo in this life I lead, I stay protected\nBy God, my squad, and this thing in my palm\nNow I'm a hustler, motherfucker, get your money, send along\n\nIn this life I lead, fiend for currency, get head\nFor your hair, collect G's, make my enemies bleed\nWhen you see me, nigga, holla my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlawz, motherfuckers 'til we die\nIn this life I lead, fiend for currency, get head\nFor your hair, collect G's, make my enemies bleed\nWhen you see me, nigga, holla my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlawz, motherfuckers 'til we die\nIn this life I lead\n\nIn this life I lead, nigga\nYou know what time it is\nWestside, Death Row\nEverybody fuck with\nBad for the killa\nSo it's only right we kill 'em\nDeath Row\nEverybody fuck with\nAnd all y'all niggas know\nIf it ain't Westside, nigga, it ain't poppin'\nThat's on my mama","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: This Is the Life I Lead\n artist: 2Pac\n album: 'The Vault, Vol. IV: Exit 2Pac, Enter Makaveli'\n duration_ms: 321000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n In this life I lead\n Hella road blocks and crooked cops\n We still ride though\n Westside, Westside\n\n I want money in large amounts\n My garage full of cars that bounce\n Movin' my tapes in major weight 'cause every dollar counts\n Jealous and happy, niggas in bumps\n They runnin' off at the mouth 'til I fill it up with my pump\n They jump, gun in the arm to keep 'em weary\n Why you frontin' like you really want beef?\n Nigga, you scary, I've been knowin' you for years\n We was high school peers in junior high\n I was itchin' to kill and you was ready to die\n Why you in issues, niggas dyin' and catchin' cases\n Messin' with my automatics and shootin' up niggas in foreign places\n And even though straight they see my face and they worry\n Niggas die in a hurry, still I ride, I'm never worried\n Mr. Makaveli tell me to ride, and I'ma ride\n Pick my enemies out the crowd, and bust 'em up and die\n It's not the way I wanna live, but nigga, it is how it is\n Homie got into a fight last night and killed his kids\n\n In this life I lead, fiend for currency, get head\n For your hair, collect G's, make my enemies bleed\n When you see me, nigga, holla my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlawz, motherfuckers 'til we die\n In this life I lead, fiend for currency, get head\n For your hair, collect G's, make my enemies bleed\n When you see me, nigga, holla my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlawz, motherfuckers 'til we die\n In this life I lead\n\n I ain't a killer, but don't push me, dog\n For the family I'll send your ass straight to God\n In this life I lead, I seen the most in my 23 years\n When bitches get buried, the money is clear\n Some of my peers eternally will sleep in a coffin\n And when I'm on the road, I'm extremely cautious\n Got to end it fast, split second, you gone\n At the top of my tombstone, put \"Noble is raw\"\n Outlaw 'til I'm under the floor\n Fuck Khadafi the prince, I stack dough like I can't do no wrong\n With a watch on my wrist, dog\n I know the time these days, we Outlawz, we gon' die this way\n We already in the history books\n 'Pac made sure of that, whatever you took, we takin' it back\n You know it's all for the foundation\n Outlawz, we still buildin' the Thug Nation\n Holla at your homie\n\n In this life I lead, fiend for currency, get head\n For your hair, collect G's, make my enemies bleed\n When you see me, nigga, holla my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlawz, motherfuckers 'til we die\n In this life I lead, fiend for currency, get head\n For your hair, collect G's, make my enemies bleed\n When you see me, nigga, holla my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlawz, motherfuckers 'til we die\n In this life I lead\n\n It ain't nothin' but fear between us, oxygen is gettin' hot\n Got a problem, old faggot-ass niggas kick rocks\n Bin Laden on the phone and a nigga talkin' crazy\n I don't know who to blame, him or Bush for killin' babies\n I'm a New Jersey Devil, the street created rebel\n Only got one Uzi, but deuce on every level\n This is Maximus, go to the max I must\n Nigga, I came from not much, so money I could bust\n Uh, Napoleon, the strength of the strong arm\n When a nigga that whistle a riot, I pull, they movin' wrong\n I'm a hardcore product of the ghetto\n Been blessed, fa sho, to eat from out the ghetto\n I maneuver in the right lane, quick to push back brains\n Switchin' to the left lane, I'm playin' my hands\n And I'm plottin' on a fortune, it's gettin' hot and scorchin'\n I'm thinkin' like a scorpion that torture they enemies\n\n In this life I lead, fiend for currency, get head\n For your hair, collect G's, make my enemies bleed\n When you see me, nigga, holla my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlawz, motherfuckers 'til we die\n In this life I lead, fiend for currency, get head\n For your hair, collect G's, make my enemies bleed\n When you see me, nigga, holla my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlawz, motherfuckers 'til we die\n In this life I lead\n\n Now with this Outlaw lifestyle that I've been introduced to\n Money and hoes keep us closer to Lucifer\n Steady seducin' us and I'm all for it\n This the life for me and the law can't spoil it\n So you can call it what the fuck you want\n But I'm a ballin' outlaw rider with a sawed-off Glock\n My mama ain't raised no punk, and neither did 'Pac\n So when it jump off I breathe for your life\n Been puttin' in work, so I walk with a bop\n And it ain't safe at home, so I sleep with a Glock\n Thug livin', uh, what the fuck could be better?\n I do my dirt with the family so we dyin' together, you know?\n\n We on a mission for more, gangsta shit on you hoes\n We ain't fuckin' with you hoes, just crooks and niggas about they flow\n Tryna live Godzilla, E.D.I. went from a Bad Boy\n To a anybody-killer, look out\n Warrant for man, guns in hand\n Stand firm, mess with my pride, now let's burn\n Bound to be found goin' down, swingin', holdin' my ground\n And we the last ones breathin', won't stop until we even\n Deep in the trenches, so many bitches and senses\n So in this life I lead, I stay protected\n By God, my squad, and this thing in my palm\n Now I'm a hustler, motherfucker, get your money, send along\n\n In this life I lead, fiend for currency, get head\n For your hair, collect G's, make my enemies bleed\n When you see me, nigga, holla my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlawz, motherfuckers 'til we die\n In this life I lead, fiend for currency, get head\n For your hair, collect G's, make my enemies bleed\n When you see me, nigga, holla my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlawz, motherfuckers 'til we die\n In this life I lead\n\n In this life I lead, nigga\n You know what time it is\n Westside, Death Row\n Everybody fuck with\n Bad for the killa\n So it's only right we kill 'em\n Death Row\n Everybody fuck with\n And all y'all niggas know\n If it ain't Westside, nigga, it ain't poppin'\n That's on my mama\n"},{"id":12633623,"name":"23 - 2Pac - This Life I Lead","trackName":"23 - 2Pac - This Life I Lead","artistName":"2Pac, The Outlawz","albumName":"Better Dayz","duration":321.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"This motherfucking life I lead, sh...\nA hell of motherfucking road blocks and crooked cops\nWe still ride though\nWhat side?\nWestside\n\nI want money in large amounts, my garage full of cars that bounce\nMoving my tapes in major ways 'cause every dollar counts\nBusters is jealous and half these niggas is punks\nThey 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off weed\n Collect G's, make my enemies bleed\n When you see me nigga, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw motherfuckers 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n It ain't but nothing but air between us oxygen is gettin hot\n Got a problem mo' fag-ass nigga kick rocks\n Now B- L- on the phone and the nigga talking crazy\n I don't know who to blame him or B- for killing babies\n I'm a New Jers' Devil the street created rebel\n Only got one shot to produce on every level\n This is Maximus, go to the max I must\n Nigga, I came from not much so money I clutch\n Uh uh, Napolean the strength of strong arm\n With a dick they whistle and ride I put a move up on\n I'm a hardcore product of the ghetto\n Been blessed for sure to eat from out the ghetto\n I maneuver in the right lane quick to push back lanes\n Switch it to the left lane, I play with my hands\n And I'm plotting on the fortune, it's getting hot and scorching\n I'm thinking like a scorpion that torturing an enemy\n\n In this life I lead\n I fiend for currency, get high off weed\n Collect G's, make my enemies bleed\n When you see me nigga, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw motherfuckers 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency, get high off weed\n Collect G's, make my enemies bleed\n When you see me nigga, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw motherfuckers 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n Now with this Outlaw lifestyle that I've been introduced to\n Money and hoes keep us closer to Lucifer (What's up, Kurupt?)\n Steady seducing us and I'm all for it\n This' the life for me and the law cant spoil it (right)\n So you can call it what the fuck you want\n But I'm a baller alcoholic with a sawn-off pump (nigga)\n My mamma ain't raise no punk and even dead 'Pac\n So when I jump off I breathe for Yak\n Been puttin in work so I walk with a bop\n And it safe at home so I sleep with a glock (no mistakes)\n Thug living, ugh, what the fuck would be better\n I do my dirt with the family so 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is\n Homie got into a fight last night, they k- his kids\n\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\n Collect G's, make my enemies b-\n When you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw m-s 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\n Collect G's, make my enemies b-, uh\n When you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw m-s 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n I ain't a k- but don't push me dog\n For that family, I'll send that a-\n Straight to God (What you doing n-?)\n And in this life I lead I've seen the most of my 23 years\n My v- is blurry, the money is clear\n Some of my peers eternally will sleep in a coffin (yeah, n-)\n And n- on the road I'm extremely cautious\n (Westside, man, you know how we do it)\n It happened that fast s- second your gone\n At the top of my tombstone put noble is raw\n Outlaw 'till I'm under the floor for Kadafi the prince\n I stack dough like a c- o- t- b-\n With a watch on my wrist, dawg, I know the time these days\n We Outlaws we gonna die this way\n We already in the history books, 'Pac made sure of that\n Whatever you took we taking it back\n You know it's all for the foundation Outlaws\n We still building the thug nation holler at your homie\n\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\n Collect G's, make my enemies b-\n When you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw m-s 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\n Collect G's, make my enemies b-\n When you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw m-s 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n It ain't but nothing but air between us oxygen is gettin hot\n Got a problem mo' f--a-n- kick rocks\n Now Bin Laden on the phone and the n- talking crazy\n I don't know who to blame him or Bush for k- babies\n I'm a New Jers' Devil the street created rebel\n Only got one s- to produce on every level\n This is Maximus, go to the max I must\n N-, I came from 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and the law can't spoil it (right)\n So you can call it what the f- you want\n But I'm a baller a- with a s--off p- (n-)\n My mamma ain't raise no punk and even dead 'Pac\n So when I jump off I breathe for Y-\n Been puttin in work so I walk with a bop\n And it safe at home so I sleep with a g- (no mistakes)\n Thug living, ugh, what the f- would be better\n I do my dirt with the family so we dying together\n\n We on a mission for mo' gangster s- on you h-s\n We ain't f- with you lawyers crossing n-s up out there dough\n Trying to live Godzilla Edi went from a bad boy\n To a anybody k-, look out\n Wanted, man, g-s in hand stand firm\n Nuts are my pride now lets burn\n Bound and profound going down swinging\n Holding my ground, now we the last ones breathing\n No stopping till we eating deep in the trenches\n So many k-s, it's s-\n So in this life I lead I stay protected\n My god my squad and this thing in my palm\n Now all my h- m-s get your money, sing along\n\n In this life I lead\n 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counts\nB-s is jealous and half these n-s is punks\nThey running off at the mouth 'till I fill up with my p-\nThey jump my a- keep them weary\nWhile you fronting like you Billy b-a-, n- you scary\nI been knowing you for years, we was high school peers in Junior High\nI was itchin' to k- and you was ready to die\nWhile you b- n-s was dying and catching cases\nB- my a- at m-s in foreign places\nLeaving no trace, they see my face and then they buried\nThem b- die in a hurry, still I ride, I'm never worried\nMr. Makaveli tell me to ride and I'mma ride\nPick my enemies out the crowd and m-s die\nIt's not the way I wanna live, my n-, it's how it is\nHomie got into a fight last night, they k- his kids\n\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency, get h- o- w-\nCollect G's, make my enemies b-\nWhen you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlaw m-s 'till we die\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency, get h- o- w-\nCollect G's, make my enemies b-, uh\nWhen you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlaw m-s 'till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\nI ain't a k- but don't push me dog\nFor that family, I'll send that a-\nStraight to God (What you doing n-?)\nAnd in this life I lead I've seen the most of my 23 years\nMy v- is blurry, the money is clear\nSome of my peers eternally will sleep in a coffin (yeah, n-)\nAnd n- on the road I'm extremely cautious\n(Westside, man, you know how we do it)\nIt happened that fast s- second your gone\nAt the top of my tombstone put noble is raw\nOutlaw 'till I'm under the floor for Kadafi the prince\nI stack dough like a c- o- t- b-\nWith a watch on my wrist, dawg, I know the time these days\nWe Outlaws we gonna die this way\nWe already in the history books, 'Pac made sure of that\nWhatever you took we taking it back\nYou know it's all for the foundation Outlaws\nWe still building the thug nation holler at your homie\n\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency, get h- o- w-\nCollect G's, make my enemies b-\nWhen you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlaw m-s 'till we die\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency, get h- o- w-\nCollect G's, make my enemies b-\nWhen you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlaw m-s 'till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\nIt ain't but nothing but air between us oxygen is gettin hot\nGot a problem mo' f--a-n- kick rocks\nNow Bin Laden on the phone and the n- talking crazy\nI don't know who to blame him or Bush for k- babies\nI'm a New Jers' Devil the street created rebel\nOnly got one s- to produce on every level\nThis is Maximus, go to the max I must\nN-, I came from not much so money I c-\nUh uh, Napolean the strength of strong arm\nWith a d- they whistle and ride I put a move up on\nI'm a hardcore product of the ghetto\nBeen blessed for sure to eat from out the ghetto\nI maneuver in the right lane quick to push back lanes\nSwitch it to the left lane, I play with my hands\nAnd I'm plotting on the fortune, it's getting hot and scorching\nI'm thinking like a scorpion that torturing an enemy\n\nIn this life I lead\nI fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\nCollect G's, make my enemies b-\nWhen you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlaw m-s 'till we die\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency, get h- o- w-\nCollect G's, make my enemies b-\nWhen you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlaw m-s 'till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\nNow with this Outlaw lifestyle that I've been introduced to\nMoney and h-s keep us closer to Lucifer (What's up, Kurupt?)\nSteady seducing us and I'm all for it\nThis' the life for me and the law can't spoil it (right)\nSo you can call it what the f- you want\nBut I'm a baller a- with a s--off p- (n-)\nMy mamma ain't raise no punk and even dead 'Pac\nSo when I jump off I breathe for Y-\nBeen puttin in work so I walk with a bop\nAnd it safe at home so I sleep with a g- (no mistakes)\nThug living, ugh, what the f- would be better\nI do my dirt with the family so we dying together\n\nWe on a mission for mo' gangster s- on you h-s\nWe ain't f- with you lawyers crossing n-s up out there dough\nTrying to live Godzilla Edi went from a bad boy\nTo a anybody k-, look out\nWanted, man, g-s in hand stand firm\nNuts are my pride now lets burn\nBound and profound going down swinging\nHolding my ground, now we the last ones breathing\nNo stopping till we eating deep in the trenches\nSo many k-s, it's s-\nSo in this life I lead I stay protected\nMy god my squad and this thing in my palm\nNow all my h- m-s get your money, sing along\n\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency, get h- o- w-\nCollect G's, make my enemies b-\nWhen you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlaw m-s 'till we die\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency, get h- o- w-\nCollect G's, make my enemies b-\nWhen you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlaw m-s 'till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\nThis m- life I lead, n-\nYou know what time it is\nWestside, Death Row (Dogg Pound)\nEverybody k-\nBad b- k-, So So Def k-\nAnybody k-\nF- all y'all n-s\nIf it ain't Westside n-, it ain't 'Pac\nThat's on my mom","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: This Life I Lead\n artist: 2Pac\n album: Better Dayz (Disc 2)\n duration_ms: 321000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n This m- life I lead, s-\n A hell of m- road blocks and crooked cops\n We still ride though\n What side?\n Westside\n\n I want money in large amounts, my garage full of cars that bounce\n Moving my tapes in major ways 'cause every dollar counts\n B-s is jealous and half these n-s is punks\n They running off at the mouth 'till I fill up with my p-\n They jump my a- keep them weary\n While you fronting like you Billy b-a-, n- you scary\n I been knowing you for years, we was high school peers in Junior High\n I was itchin' to k- and you was ready to die\n While you b- n-s was dying and catching cases\n B- my a- at m-s in foreign places\n Leaving no trace, they see my face and then they buried\n Them b- die in a hurry, still I ride, I'm never worried\n Mr. Makaveli tell me to ride and I'mma ride\n Pick my enemies out the crowd and m-s die\n It's not the way I wanna live, my n-, it's how it is\n Homie got into a fight last night, they k- his kids\n\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\n Collect G's, make my enemies b-\n When you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw m-s 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\n Collect G's, make my enemies b-, uh\n When you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw m-s 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n I ain't a k- but don't push me dog\n For that family, I'll send that a-\n Straight to God (What you doing n-?)\n And in this life I lead I've seen the most of my 23 years\n My v- is blurry, the money is clear\n Some of my peers eternally will sleep in a coffin (yeah, n-)\n And n- on the road I'm extremely cautious\n (Westside, man, you know how we do it)\n It happened that fast s- second your gone\n At the top of my tombstone put noble is raw\n Outlaw 'till I'm under the floor for Kadafi the prince\n I stack dough like a c- o- t- b-\n With a watch on my wrist, dawg, I know the time these days\n We Outlaws we gonna die this way\n We already in the history books, 'Pac made sure of that\n Whatever you took we taking it back\n You know it's all for the foundation Outlaws\n We still building the thug nation holler at your homie\n\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\n Collect G's, make my enemies b-\n When you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw m-s 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\n Collect G's, make my enemies b-\n When you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw m-s 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n It ain't but nothing but air between us oxygen is gettin hot\n Got a problem mo' f--a-n- kick rocks\n Now Bin Laden on the phone and the n- talking crazy\n I don't know who to blame him or Bush for k- babies\n I'm a New Jers' Devil the street created rebel\n Only got one s- to produce on every level\n This is Maximus, go to the max I must\n N-, I came from not much so money I c-\n Uh uh, Napolean the strength of strong arm\n With a d- they whistle and ride I put a move up on\n I'm a hardcore product of the ghetto\n Been blessed for sure to eat from out the ghetto\n I maneuver in the right lane quick to push back lanes\n Switch it to the left lane, I play with my hands\n And I'm plotting on the fortune, it's getting hot and scorching\n I'm thinking like a scorpion that torturing an enemy\n\n In this life I lead\n I fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\n Collect G's, make my enemies b-\n When you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw m-s 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\n Collect G's, make my enemies b-\n When you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw m-s 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n Now with this Outlaw lifestyle that I've been introduced to\n Money and h-s keep us closer to Lucifer (What's up, Kurupt?)\n Steady seducing us and I'm all for it\n This' the life for me and the law can't spoil it (right)\n So you can call it what the f- you want\n But I'm a baller a- with a s--off p- (n-)\n My mamma ain't raise no punk and even dead 'Pac\n So when I jump off I breathe for Y-\n Been puttin in work so I walk with a bop\n And it safe at home so I sleep with a g- (no mistakes)\n Thug living, ugh, what the f- would be better\n I do my dirt with the family so we dying together\n\n We on a mission for mo' gangster s- on you h-s\n We ain't f- with you lawyers crossing n-s up out there dough\n Trying to live Godzilla Edi went from a bad boy\n To a anybody k-, look out\n Wanted, man, g-s in hand stand firm\n Nuts are my pride now lets burn\n Bound and profound going down swinging\n Holding my ground, now we the last ones breathing\n No stopping till we eating deep in the trenches\n So many k-s, it's s-\n So in this life I lead I stay protected\n My god my squad and this thing in my palm\n Now all my h- m-s get your money, sing along\n\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\n Collect G's, make my enemies b-\n When you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw m-s 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\n Collect G's, make my enemies b-\n When you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw m-s 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n This m- life I lead, n-\n You know what time it is\n Westside, Death Row (Dogg Pound)\n Everybody k-\n Bad b- k-, So So Def k-\n Anybody k-\n F- all y'all n-s\n If it ain't Westside n-, it ain't 'Pac\n That's on my mom\n"},{"id":1102666,"name":"This Life I Lead","trackName":"This Life I Lead","artistName":"2Pac","albumName":"Better Dayz","duration":321.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"This motherfucking life I lead, shit\nA hell of motherfucking road blocks and crooked cops\nWe still ride though\nWhat side?\nWestside\n\n(Verse 1: Tupac)\n\nI want money in large amounts my garage full of cars that bounce\nMoving my tapes in major ways cause every dollar counts\nBusters is jealous and half these nigas is punks\nThey running off at the mouth 'til I fill up with my pump\nThey jump my automatic keep them weary\nWhile you fronting like you Billy bad ass nigga you scary\nI been knowing you for years we was high school peers iIn Junior High\nI was itchin' to kill and you was ready to die\nWhile you bullshitting niggas was dying and catching cases\nBusting my automatics at motherfuckers in foreign places\nLeaving no trace they see my face and then they buried\nThem bitches die in a hurry still I ride I'm never worried\nMr. Makaveli tell me to ride and I'ma ride\nPick my enemies out the crowd and motherfuckers die\nIt's not the way I wanna live my nigga it's how it is\nHomie got into a fight last night they killed his kids\n\n(Chorus x2)\n\nIn this life I lead fiend for currency\nGet high off weed collect g's make my enemies bleed\nWhen you see me nigga\nHolla my set\nAnd watch them ride\nOutlaw mother fuckers\n'Till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\n(Verse 2: Young Noble)\n\nI ain't a killer but don't push me dog\nFor that family I'll send that ass straight to God (what you doing nigga?)\nAnd in this life I lead I've seen the most of my 23 years\nMy vision is blurry the money is clear\nSome of my peers eternally will sleep in a coffin (yeah nigga)\nAnd noble on the road I'm extremely cautious\nIt happened that fast split second your gone\nAt the top of my tombstone put noble is raw\nOutlaw 'Till I'm under the floor for Kadafi the prince\nI stack dough like a clock on the bricks\nWith a watch on my wrist dog I know the time these days\nWe outlaws we gonna die this way\nWe already in the history books Pac made sure of that\nWhateva you took we taking it back\nYou know it's all for the foundation Outlaws\nWe still building the thug nation holler at your homie\n\n(Chorus 2x)\n\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency\nGet high off weed\nCollect g's\nMake my enemies bleed\nWhen you see me nigga\nHolla my set\nAnd watch them ride\nOutlaw mother fuckers\n'Till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\n(Verse 3: Napolean)\n\nIt ain't but nothing air between us oxygen is gettin hot\nGot a problem mo' fag ass nigga kick rocks\nNow *censored* on the phone and the nigga talking crazy\nI don't know who to blame him or *censored* for killing babies\nI'm a New Jers' Devil the street created rebel\nOnly got one shot to produce on every level\nThis is Maximus go to the max I must\nNigga I came from not much so money I clutch\nUhuh Napolean the strength of strong arm\nWith a dick they whistle and ride I put a move up on\nI'm a hardcore product of the ghetto\nBeen blessed for sure to eat from out the ghetto\nI maneuver in the right lane quick to push back lanes\nSwitch it to the left lane I play with my hands\nAnd I'm plotting on the fortune it's getting hot and scorching\nI'm thinking like a scorpion that torturing an enemy\n\n(Chorus 2x)\n\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency\nGet high off weed\nCollect g's\nMake my enemies bleed\nWhen you see me nigga\nHolla my set\nAnd watch them ride\nOutlaw mother fuckers\n'Till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\n(Verse 4)\n\nNow with this outlaw lifestyle that I've been introduced to\nMoney and hoes keep us closer to Lucifer (what's up Kurupt)\nSteady seducing us and I'm all for it\nIt's the life for me and the law cant spoil it\nSo you can call it what the fuck you want (right)\nBut I'm a baller alcoholic with a sawn-off pump (nigga)\nMy mamma ain't raise no punk and even dead Pac\nSo when I jump off I breathe for Yak\nBeen puttin in work so I walk with a bop\nAnd it safe at home so I sleep with a glock (no mistakes)\nThug living Ugh what the fuck would be better\nI do my dirt with the family so we dying together\n\n(Verse 5: Edi)\n\nWe on a mission for mo' gangster shit on you hoes\nWe ain't fucking with you lawyers crossing niggas up out there dough\nTrying to live Godzilla Edi went from a bad boy\nTo a anybody killer Look out\nWanted man guns in hand stand firm\nNuts are my pride now lets burn\nBound and profound going down swinging\nHolding my ground we the last ones breathing\nNo stopping till we eating deep in the trenches\nSo many killings it's senseless\nSo in this life I lead I stay protected\nMy god my squad and this thing in my palm\nNow all my hustling motherfuckers get your money\nSing along\n\n(Chorus x2)\n\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency\nGet high off weed\nCollect g's\nMake my enemies bleed\nWhen you see me nigga\nHolla my set\nAnd watch them ride\nOutlaw mother fuckers\n'Till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\nThis motherfucking life I lead nigga\nYou know what time it is\nWestside\nDeathrow\nDogg Pound\nEverybody killer\nBad boy killer\n? Killer\nAnybody killer\nFuck all y'all niggas\nIf it ain't Westside nigga it ain't Pac\nThat's on my momma","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.58] This motherfucking life I lead, shit\n[00:03.04] A hell of motherfucking road blocks and crooked cops\n[00:06.48] We still ride though\n[00:08.14] What side?\n[00:09.34] Westside\n[00:10.69] (Verse 1: Tupac)\n[00:11.09] I want money in large amounts my garage full of cars that bounce\n[00:14.15] Moving my tapes in major ways cause every dollar counts\n[00:16.65] Busters is jealous and half these nigas is punks\n[00:19.21] They running off at the mouth 'til I fill up with my pump\n[00:21.53] They jump my automatic keep them weary\n[00:23.76] While you fronting like you Billy bad ass nigga you scary\n[00:26.25] I been knowing you for years we was high school peers iIn Junior High\n[00:28.85] I was itchin' to kill and you was ready to die\n[00:32.20] While you bullshitting niggas was dying and catching cases\n[00:34.87] Busting my automatics at motherfuckers in foreign places\n[00:37.71] Leaving no trace they see my face and then they buried\n[00:40.40] Them bitches die in a hurry still I ride I'm never worried\n[00:42.76] Mr. Makaveli tell me to ride and I'ma ride\n[00:45.38] Pick my enemies out the crowd and motherfuckers die\n[00:47.97] It's not the way I wanna live my nigga it's how it is\n[00:50.62] Homie got into a fight last night they killed his kids\n[00:53.32] (Chorus x2)\n[00:54.37] In this life I lead fiend for currency\n[00:55.96] Get high off weed collect g's make my enemies bleed\n[00:58.34] When you see me nigga\n[01:00.16] Holla my set\n[01:00.71] And watch them ride\n[01:01.66] Outlaw mother fuckers\n[01:02.68] 'Till we die\n[01:03.26] In this life I lead\n[01:04.35] (Verse 2: Young Noble)\n[01:15.63] I ain't a killer but don't push me dog\n[01:16.75] For that family I'll send that ass straight to God (what you doing nigga?)\n[01:20.30] And in this life I lead I've seen the most of my 23 years\n[01:22.58] My vision is blurry the money is clear\n[01:24.84] Some of my peers eternally will sleep in a coffin (yeah nigga)\n[01:27.79] And noble on the road I'm extremely cautious\n[01:30.23] It happened that fast split second your gone\n[01:32.98] At the top of my tombstone put noble is raw\n[01:35.31] Outlaw 'Till I'm under the floor for Kadafi the prince\n[01:38.46] I stack dough like a clock on the bricks\n[01:40.65] With a watch on my wrist dog I know the time these days\n[01:43.66] We outlaws we gonna die this way\n[01:45.82] We already in the history books Pac made sure of that\n[01:48.95] Whateva you took we taking it back\n[01:51.23] You know it's all for the foundation Outlaws\n[01:53.82] We still building the thug nation holler at your homie\n[01:56.54] (Chorus 2x)\n[01:58.00] In this life I lead\n[01:58.70] Fiend for currency\n[01:59.31] Get high off weed\n[01:59.92] Collect g's\n[02:00.63] Make my enemies bleed\n[02:01.79] When you see me nigga\n[02:03.18] Holla my set\n[02:03.67] And watch them ride\n[02:04.35] Outlaw mother fuckers\n[02:05.10] 'Till we die\n[02:06.53] In this life I lead\n[02:07.54] (Verse 3: Napolean)\n[02:12.96] It ain't but nothing air between us oxygen is gettin hot\n[02:20.19] Got a problem mo' fag ass nigga kick rocks\n[02:22.88] Now *censored* on the phone and the nigga talking crazy\n[02:25.60] I don't know who to blame him or *censored* for killing babies\n[02:28.49] I'm a New Jers' Devil the street created rebel\n[02:30.56] Only got one shot to produce on every level\n[02:33.54] This is Maximus go to the max I must\n[02:35.89] Nigga I came from not much so money I clutch\n[02:38.59] Uhuh Napolean the strength of strong arm\n[02:41.13] With a dick they whistle and ride I put a move up on\n[02:43.80] I'm a hardcore product of the ghetto\n[02:46.76] Been blessed for sure to eat from out the ghetto\n[02:49.29] I maneuver in the right lane quick to push back lanes\n[02:52.17] Switch it to the left lane I play with my hands\n[02:54.59] And I'm plotting on the fortune it's getting hot and scorching\n[02:57.24] I'm thinking like a scorpion that torturing an enemy\n[02:59.90] (Chorus 2x)\n[03:00.91] In this life I lead\n[03:01.39] Fiend for currency\n[03:02.31] Get high off weed\n[03:02.92] Collect g's\n[03:03.60] Make my enemies bleed\n[03:05.13] When you see me nigga\n[03:06.65] Holla my set\n[03:07.10] And watch them ride\n[03:08.02] Outlaw mother fuckers\n[03:08.62] 'Till we die\n[03:09.35] In this life I lead\n[03:09.92] (Verse 4)\n[03:11.06] Now with this outlaw lifestyle that I've been introduced to\n[03:23.40] Money and hoes keep us closer to Lucifer (what's up Kurupt)\n[03:26.69] Steady seducing us and I'm all for it\n[03:29.05] It's the life for me and the law cant spoil it\n[03:31.38] So you can call it what the fuck you want (right)\n[03:33.89] But I'm a baller alcoholic with a sawn-off pump (nigga)\n[03:36.15] My mamma ain't raise no punk and even dead Pac\n[03:39.64] So when I jump off I breathe for Yak\n[03:41.94] Been puttin in work so I walk with a bop\n[03:44.54] And it safe at home so I sleep with a glock (no mistakes)\n[03:47.44] Thug living Ugh what the fuck would be better\n[03:49.78] I do my dirt with the family so we dying together\n[03:52.24] (Verse 5: Edi)\n[03:53.01] We on a mission for mo' gangster shit on you hoes\n[03:54.97] We ain't fucking with you lawyers crossing niggas up out there dough\n[03:57.92] Trying to live Godzilla Edi went from a bad boy\n[04:01.02] To a anybody killer Look out\n[04:03.34] Wanted man guns in hand stand firm\n[04:06.36] Nuts are my pride now lets burn\n[04:08.37] Bound and profound going down swinging\n[04:10.89] Holding my ground we the last ones breathing\n[04:12.98] No stopping till we eating deep in the trenches\n[04:15.02] So many killings it's senseless\n[04:16.72] So in this life I lead I stay protected\n[04:18.88] My god my squad and this thing in my palm\n[04:21.28] Now all my hustling motherfuckers get your money\n[04:23.41] Sing along\n[04:24.30] (Chorus x2)\n[04:24.96] In this life I lead\n[04:25.44] Fiend for currency\n[04:26.47] Get high off weed\n[04:27.22] Collect g's\n[04:28.15] Make my enemies bleed\n[04:29.26] When you see me nigga\n[04:30.69] Holla my set\n[04:31.27] And watch them ride\n[04:31.86] Outlaw mother fuckers\n[04:32.78] 'Till we die\n[04:33.66] In this life I lead\n[04:35.02] This motherfucking life I lead nigga\n[04:49.11] You know what time it is\n[04:51.05] Westside\n[04:52.04] Deathrow\n[04:53.29] Dogg Pound\n[04:55.75] Everybody killer\n[04:55.99] Bad boy killer\n[04:58.02] ? Killer\n[04:59.48] Anybody killer\n[05:00.23] Fuck all y'all niggas\n[05:03.58] If it ain't Westside nigga it ain't Pac\n[05:05.26] That's on my momma\n[05:06.73] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: This Life I Lead\n artist: 2Pac\n album: Better Dayz\n duration_ms: 321000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: This motherfucking life I lead, shit\n start_ms: 580\n end_ms: 3040\n- text: A hell of motherfucking road blocks and crooked cops\n start_ms: 3040\n end_ms: 6480\n- text: We still ride though\n start_ms: 6480\n end_ms: 8140\n- text: What side?\n start_ms: 8140\n end_ms: 9340\n- text: Westside\n start_ms: 9340\n end_ms: 10690\n- text: '(Verse 1: Tupac)'\n start_ms: 10690\n end_ms: 11090\n- text: I want money in large amounts my garage full of cars that bounce\n start_ms: 11090\n end_ms: 14150\n- text: Moving my tapes in major ways cause every dollar counts\n start_ms: 14150\n end_ms: 16650\n- text: Busters is jealous and half these nigas is punks\n start_ms: 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155890\n end_ms: 158590\n- text: Uhuh Napolean the strength of strong arm\n start_ms: 158590\n end_ms: 161130\n- text: With a dick they whistle and ride I put a move up on\n start_ms: 161130\n end_ms: 163800\n- text: I'm a hardcore product of the ghetto\n start_ms: 163800\n end_ms: 166760\n- text: Been blessed for sure to eat from out the ghetto\n start_ms: 166760\n end_ms: 169290\n- text: I maneuver in the right lane quick to push back lanes\n start_ms: 169290\n end_ms: 172170\n- text: Switch it to the left lane I play with my hands\n start_ms: 172170\n end_ms: 174590\n- text: And I'm plotting on the fortune it's getting hot and scorching\n start_ms: 174590\n end_ms: 177240\n- text: I'm thinking like a scorpion that torturing an enemy\n start_ms: 177240\n end_ms: 179900\n- text: (Chorus 2x)\n start_ms: 179900\n end_ms: 180910\n- text: In this life I lead\n start_ms: 180910\n end_ms: 181390\n- text: Fiend for currency\n start_ms: 181390\n end_ms: 182310\n- text: Get high off weed\n 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call it what the fuck you want (right)\n start_ms: 211380\n end_ms: 213890\n- text: But I'm a baller alcoholic with a sawn-off pump (nigga)\n start_ms: 213890\n end_ms: 216150\n- text: My mamma ain't raise no punk and even dead Pac\n start_ms: 216150\n end_ms: 219640\n- text: So when I jump off I breathe for Yak\n start_ms: 219640\n end_ms: 221940\n- text: Been puttin in work so I walk with a bop\n start_ms: 221940\n end_ms: 224540\n- text: And it safe at home so I sleep with a glock (no mistakes)\n start_ms: 224540\n end_ms: 227440\n- text: Thug living Ugh what the fuck would be better\n start_ms: 227440\n end_ms: 229780\n- text: I do my dirt with the family so we dying together\n start_ms: 229780\n end_ms: 232240\n- text: '(Verse 5: Edi)'\n start_ms: 232240\n end_ms: 233010\n- text: We on a mission for mo' gangster shit on you hoes\n start_ms: 233010\n end_ms: 234970\n- text: We ain't fucking with you lawyers crossing niggas up out there dough\n start_ms: 234970\n end_ms: 237920\n- 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(Chorus x2)\n start_ms: 264300\n end_ms: 264960\n- text: In this life I lead\n start_ms: 264960\n end_ms: 265440\n- text: Fiend for currency\n start_ms: 265440\n end_ms: 266470\n- text: Get high off weed\n start_ms: 266470\n end_ms: 267220\n- text: Collect g's\n start_ms: 267220\n end_ms: 268150\n- text: Make my enemies bleed\n start_ms: 268150\n end_ms: 269260\n- text: When you see me nigga\n start_ms: 269260\n end_ms: 270690\n- text: Holla my set\n start_ms: 270690\n end_ms: 271270\n- text: And watch them ride\n start_ms: 271270\n end_ms: 271860\n- text: Outlaw mother fuckers\n start_ms: 271860\n end_ms: 272780\n- text: '''Till we die'\n start_ms: 272780\n end_ms: 273660\n- text: In this life I lead\n start_ms: 273660\n end_ms: 275020\n- text: This motherfucking life I lead nigga\n start_ms: 275020\n end_ms: 289110\n- text: You know what time it is\n start_ms: 289110\n end_ms: 291050\n- text: Westside\n start_ms: 291050\n end_ms: 292040\n- text: Deathrow\n start_ms: 292040\n end_ms: 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Killer'\n start_ms: 298020\n end_ms: 299480\n- text: Anybody killer\n start_ms: 299480\n end_ms: 300230\n- text: Fuck all y'all niggas\n start_ms: 300230\n end_ms: 303580\n- text: If it ain't Westside nigga it ain't Pac\n start_ms: 303580\n end_ms: 305260\n- text: That's on my momma\n start_ms: 305260\n end_ms: 306730\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 306730\nplain: |-\n This motherfucking life I lead, shit\n A hell of motherfucking road blocks and crooked cops\n We still ride though\n What side?\n Westside\n\n (Verse 1: Tupac)\n\n I want money in large amounts my garage full of cars that bounce\n Moving my tapes in major ways cause every dollar counts\n Busters is jealous and half these nigas is punks\n They running off at the mouth 'til I fill up with my pump\n They jump my automatic keep them weary\n While you fronting like you Billy bad ass nigga you scary\n I been knowing you for years we was high school peers iIn Junior High\n I was itchin' to kill and you was ready to die\n While you bullshitting niggas was dying and catching cases\n Busting my automatics at motherfuckers in foreign places\n Leaving no trace they see my face and then they buried\n Them bitches die in a hurry still I ride I'm never worried\n Mr. Makaveli tell me to ride and I'ma ride\n Pick my enemies out the crowd and motherfuckers die\n It's not the way I wanna live my nigga it's how it is\n Homie got into a fight last night they killed his kids\n\n (Chorus x2)\n\n In this life I lead fiend for currency\n Get high off weed collect g's make my enemies bleed\n When you see me nigga\n Holla my set\n And watch them ride\n Outlaw mother fuckers\n 'Till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n (Verse 2: Young Noble)\n\n I ain't a killer but don't push me dog\n For that family I'll send that ass straight to God (what you doing nigga?)\n And in this life I lead I've seen the most of my 23 years\n My vision is blurry the money is clear\n Some of my peers eternally will sleep in a coffin (yeah nigga)\n And noble on the road I'm extremely cautious\n It happened that fast split second your gone\n At the top of my tombstone put noble is raw\n Outlaw 'Till I'm under the floor for Kadafi the prince\n I stack dough like a clock on the bricks\n With a watch on my wrist dog I know the time these days\n We outlaws we gonna die this way\n We already in the history books Pac made sure of that\n Whateva you took we taking it back\n You know it's all for the foundation Outlaws\n We still building the thug nation holler at your homie\n\n (Chorus 2x)\n\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency\n Get high off weed\n Collect g's\n Make my enemies bleed\n When you see me nigga\n Holla my set\n And watch them ride\n Outlaw mother fuckers\n 'Till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n (Verse 3: Napolean)\n\n It ain't but nothing air between us oxygen is gettin hot\n Got a problem mo' fag ass nigga kick rocks\n Now *censored* on the phone and the nigga talking crazy\n I don't know who to blame him or *censored* for killing babies\n I'm a New Jers' Devil the street created rebel\n Only got one shot to produce on every level\n This is Maximus go to the max I must\n Nigga I came from not much so money I clutch\n Uhuh Napolean the strength of strong arm\n With a dick they whistle and ride I put a move up on\n I'm a hardcore product of the ghetto\n Been blessed for sure to eat from out the ghetto\n I maneuver in the right lane quick to push back lanes\n Switch it to the left lane I play with my hands\n And I'm plotting on the fortune it's getting hot and scorching\n I'm thinking like a scorpion that torturing an enemy\n\n (Chorus 2x)\n\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency\n Get high off weed\n Collect g's\n Make my enemies bleed\n When you see me nigga\n Holla my set\n And watch them ride\n Outlaw mother fuckers\n 'Till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n (Verse 4)\n\n Now with this outlaw lifestyle that I've been introduced to\n Money and hoes keep us closer to Lucifer (what's up Kurupt)\n Steady seducing us and I'm all for it\n It's the life for me and the law cant spoil it\n So you can call it what the fuck you want (right)\n But I'm a baller alcoholic with a sawn-off pump (nigga)\n My mamma ain't raise no punk and even dead Pac\n So when I jump off I breathe for Yak\n Been puttin in work so I walk with a bop\n And it safe at home so I sleep with a glock (no mistakes)\n Thug living Ugh what the fuck would be better\n I do my dirt with the family so we dying together\n\n (Verse 5: Edi)\n\n We on a mission for mo' gangster shit on you hoes\n We ain't fucking with you lawyers crossing niggas up out there dough\n Trying to live Godzilla Edi went from a bad boy\n To a anybody killer Look out\n Wanted man guns in hand stand firm\n Nuts are my pride now lets burn\n Bound and profound going down swinging\n Holding my ground we the last ones breathing\n No stopping till we eating deep in the trenches\n So many killings it's senseless\n So in this life I lead I stay protected\n My god my squad and this thing in my palm\n Now all my hustling motherfuckers get your money\n Sing along\n\n (Chorus x2)\n\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency\n Get high off weed\n Collect g's\n Make my enemies bleed\n When you see me nigga\n Holla my set\n And watch them ride\n Outlaw mother fuckers\n 'Till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n This motherfucking life I lead nigga\n You know what time it is\n Westside\n Deathrow\n Dogg Pound\n Everybody killer\n Bad boy killer\n ? 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The Don Premier Album","duration":321.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"This motherfucking life I lead, shit\nA hell of motherfucking road blocks and crooked cops\nWe still ride though\nWhat side?\nWestside\n\n(Verse 1: Tupac)\n\nI want money in large amounts my garage full of cars that bounce\nMoving my tapes in major ways cause every dollar counts\nBusters is jealous and half these nigas is punks\nThey running off at the mouth 'til I fill up with my pump\nThey jump my automatic keep them weary\nWhile you fronting like you Billy bad ass nigga you scary\nI been knowing you for years we was high school peers iIn Junior High\nI was itchin' to kill and you was ready to die\nWhile you bullshitting niggas was dying and catching cases\nBusting my automatics at motherfuckers in foreign places\nLeaving no trace they see my face and then they buried\nThem bitches die in a hurry still I ride I'm never worried\nMr. Makaveli tell me to ride and I'ma ride\nPick my enemies out the crowd and motherfuckers die\nIt's not the way I wanna live my nigga it's how it is\nHomie got into a fight last night they killed his kids\n\n(Chorus x2)\n\nIn this life I lead fiend for currency\nGet high off weed collect g's make my enemies bleed\nWhen you see me nigga\nHolla my set\nAnd watch them ride\nOutlaw mother fuckers\n'Till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\n(Verse 2: Young Noble)\n\nI ain't a killer but don't push me dog\nFor that family I'll send that ass straight to God (what you doing nigga?)\nAnd in this life I lead I've seen the most of my 23 years\nMy vision is blurry the money is clear\nSome of my peers eternally will sleep in a coffin (yeah nigga)\nAnd noble on the road I'm extremely cautious\nIt happened that fast split second your gone\nAt the top of my tombstone put noble is raw\nOutlaw 'Till I'm under the floor for Kadafi the prince\nI stack dough like a clock on the bricks\nWith a watch on my wrist dog I know the time these days\nWe outlaws we gonna die this way\nWe already in the history books Pac made sure of that\nWhateva you took we taking it back\nYou know it's all for the foundation Outlaws\nWe still building the thug nation holler at your homie\n\n(Chorus 2x)\n\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency\nGet high off weed\nCollect g's\nMake my enemies bleed\nWhen you see me nigga\nHolla my set\nAnd watch them ride\nOutlaw mother fuckers\n'Till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\n(Verse 3: Napolean)\n\nIt ain't but nothing air between us oxygen is gettin hot\nGot a problem mo' fag ass nigga kick rocks\nNow *censored* on the phone and the nigga talking crazy\nI don't know who to blame him or *censored* for killing babies\nI'm a New Jers' Devil the street created rebel\nOnly got one shot to produce on every level\nThis is Maximus go to the max I must\nNigga I came from not much so money I clutch\nUhuh Napolean the strength of strong arm\nWith a dick they whistle and ride I put a move up on\nI'm a hardcore product of the ghetto\nBeen blessed for sure to eat from out the ghetto\nI maneuver in the right lane quick to push back lanes\nSwitch it to the left lane I play with my hands\nAnd I'm plotting on the fortune it's getting hot and scorching\nI'm thinking like a scorpion that torturing an enemy\n\n(Chorus 2x)\n\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency\nGet high off weed\nCollect g's\nMake my enemies bleed\nWhen you see me nigga\nHolla my set\nAnd watch them ride\nOutlaw mother fuckers\n'Till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\n(Verse 4)\n\nNow with this outlaw lifestyle that I've been introduced to\nMoney and hoes keep us closer to Lucifer (what's up Kurupt)\nSteady seducing us and I'm all for it\nIt's the life for me and the law cant spoil it\nSo you can call it what the fuck you want (right)\nBut I'm a baller alcoholic with a sawn-off pump (nigga)\nMy mamma ain't raise no punk and even dead Pac\nSo when I jump off I breathe for Yak\nBeen puttin in work so I walk with a bop\nAnd it safe at home so I sleep with a glock (no mistakes)\nThug living Ugh what the fuck would be better\nI do my dirt with the family so we dying together\n\n(Verse 5: Edi)\n\nWe on a mission for mo' gangster shit on you hoes\nWe ain't fucking with you lawyers crossing niggas up out there dough\nTrying to live Godzilla Edi went from a bad boy\nTo a anybody killer Look out\nWanted man guns in hand stand firm\nNuts are my pride now lets burn\nBound and profound going down swinging\nHolding my ground we the last ones breathing\nNo stopping till we eating deep in the trenches\nSo many killings it's senseless\nSo in this life I lead I stay protected\nMy god my squad and this thing in my palm\nNow all my hustling motherfuckers get your money\nSing along\n\n(Chorus x2)\n\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency\nGet high off weed\nCollect g's\nMake my enemies bleed\nWhen you see me nigga\nHolla my set\nAnd watch them ride\nOutlaw mother fuckers\n'Till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\nThis motherfucking life I lead nigga\nYou know what time it is\nWestside\nDeathrow\nDogg Pound\nEverybody killer\nBad boy killer\n? Killer\nAnybody killer\nFuck all y'all niggas\nIf it ain't Westside nigga it ain't Pac\nThat's on my momma","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.58] This motherfucking life I lead, shit\n[00:03.04] A hell of motherfucking road blocks and crooked cops\n[00:06.48] We still ride though\n[00:08.14] What side?\n[00:09.34] Westside\n[00:10.69] (Verse 1: Tupac)\n[00:11.09] I want money in large amounts my garage full of cars that bounce\n[00:14.15] Moving my tapes in major ways cause every dollar counts\n[00:16.65] Busters is jealous and half these nigas is punks\n[00:19.21] They running off at the mouth 'til I fill up with my pump\n[00:21.53] They jump my automatic keep them weary\n[00:23.76] While you fronting like you Billy bad ass nigga you scary\n[00:26.25] I been knowing you for years we was high school peers iIn Junior High\n[00:28.85] I was itchin' to kill and you was ready to die\n[00:32.20] While you bullshitting niggas was dying and catching cases\n[00:34.87] Busting my automatics at motherfuckers in foreign places\n[00:37.71] Leaving no trace they see my face and then they buried\n[00:40.40] Them bitches die in a hurry still I ride I'm never worried\n[00:42.76] Mr. Makaveli tell me to ride and I'ma ride\n[00:45.38] Pick my enemies out the crowd and motherfuckers die\n[00:47.97] It's not the way I wanna live my nigga it's how it is\n[00:50.62] Homie got into a fight last night they killed his kids\n[00:53.32] (Chorus x2)\n[00:54.37] In this life I lead fiend for currency\n[00:55.96] Get high off weed collect g's make my enemies bleed\n[00:58.34] When you see me nigga\n[01:00.16] Holla my set\n[01:00.71] And watch them ride\n[01:01.66] Outlaw mother fuckers\n[01:02.68] 'Till we die\n[01:03.26] In this life I lead\n[01:04.35] (Verse 2: Young Noble)\n[01:15.63] I ain't a killer but don't push me dog\n[01:16.75] For that family I'll send that ass straight to God (what you doing nigga?)\n[01:20.30] And in this life I lead I've seen the most of my 23 years\n[01:22.58] My vision is blurry the money is clear\n[01:24.84] Some of my peers eternally will sleep in a coffin (yeah nigga)\n[01:27.79] And noble on the road I'm extremely cautious\n[01:30.23] It happened that fast split second your gone\n[01:32.98] At the top of my tombstone put noble is raw\n[01:35.31] Outlaw 'Till I'm under the floor for Kadafi the prince\n[01:38.46] I stack dough like a clock on the bricks\n[01:40.65] With a watch on my wrist dog I know the time these days\n[01:43.66] We outlaws we gonna die this way\n[01:45.82] We already in the history books Pac made sure of that\n[01:48.95] Whateva you took we taking it back\n[01:51.23] You know it's all for the foundation Outlaws\n[01:53.82] We still building the thug nation holler at your homie\n[01:56.54] (Chorus 2x)\n[01:58.00] In this life I lead\n[01:58.70] Fiend for currency\n[01:59.31] Get high off weed\n[01:59.92] Collect g's\n[02:00.63] Make my enemies bleed\n[02:01.79] When you see me nigga\n[02:03.18] Holla my set\n[02:03.67] And watch them ride\n[02:04.35] Outlaw mother fuckers\n[02:05.10] 'Till we die\n[02:06.53] In this life I lead\n[02:07.54] (Verse 3: Napolean)\n[02:12.96] It ain't but nothing air between us oxygen is gettin hot\n[02:20.19] Got a problem mo' fag ass nigga kick rocks\n[02:22.88] Now *censored* on the phone and the nigga talking crazy\n[02:25.60] I don't know who to blame him or *censored* for killing babies\n[02:28.49] I'm a New Jers' Devil the street created rebel\n[02:30.56] Only got one shot to produce on every level\n[02:33.54] This is Maximus go to the max I must\n[02:35.89] Nigga I came from not much so money I clutch\n[02:38.59] Uhuh Napolean the strength of strong arm\n[02:41.13] With a dick they whistle and ride I put a move up on\n[02:43.80] I'm a hardcore product of the ghetto\n[02:46.76] Been blessed for sure to eat from out the ghetto\n[02:49.29] I maneuver in the right lane quick to push back lanes\n[02:52.17] Switch it to the left lane I play with my hands\n[02:54.59] And I'm plotting on the fortune it's getting hot and scorching\n[02:57.24] I'm thinking like a scorpion that torturing an enemy\n[02:59.90] (Chorus 2x)\n[03:00.91] In this life I lead\n[03:01.39] Fiend for currency\n[03:02.31] Get high off weed\n[03:02.92] Collect g's\n[03:03.60] Make my enemies bleed\n[03:05.13] When you see me nigga\n[03:06.65] Holla my set\n[03:07.10] And watch them ride\n[03:08.02] Outlaw mother fuckers\n[03:08.62] 'Till we die\n[03:09.35] In this life I lead\n[03:09.92] (Verse 4)\n[03:11.06] Now with this outlaw lifestyle that I've been introduced to\n[03:23.40] Money and hoes keep us closer to Lucifer (what's up Kurupt)\n[03:26.69] Steady seducing us and I'm all for it\n[03:29.05] It's the life for me and the law cant spoil it\n[03:31.38] So you can call it what the fuck you want (right)\n[03:33.89] But I'm a baller alcoholic with a sawn-off pump (nigga)\n[03:36.15] My mamma ain't raise no punk and even dead Pac\n[03:39.64] So when I jump off I breathe for Yak\n[03:41.94] Been puttin in work so I walk with a bop\n[03:44.54] And it safe at home so I sleep with a glock (no mistakes)\n[03:47.44] Thug living Ugh what the fuck would be better\n[03:49.78] I do my dirt with the family so we dying together\n[03:52.24] (Verse 5: Edi)\n[03:53.01] We on a mission for mo' gangster shit on you hoes\n[03:54.97] We ain't fucking with you lawyers crossing niggas up out there dough\n[03:57.92] Trying to live Godzilla Edi went from a bad boy\n[04:01.02] To a anybody killer Look out\n[04:03.34] Wanted man guns in hand stand firm\n[04:06.36] Nuts are my pride now lets burn\n[04:08.37] Bound and profound going down swinging\n[04:10.89] Holding my ground we the last ones breathing\n[04:12.98] No stopping till we eating deep in the trenches\n[04:15.02] So many killings it's senseless\n[04:16.72] So in this life I lead I stay protected\n[04:18.88] My god my squad and this thing in my palm\n[04:21.28] Now all my hustling motherfuckers get your money\n[04:23.41] Sing along\n[04:24.30] (Chorus x2)\n[04:24.96] In this life I lead\n[04:25.44] Fiend for currency\n[04:26.47] Get high off weed\n[04:27.22] Collect g's\n[04:28.15] Make my enemies bleed\n[04:29.26] When you see me nigga\n[04:30.69] Holla my set\n[04:31.27] And watch them ride\n[04:31.86] Outlaw mother fuckers\n[04:32.78] 'Till we die\n[04:33.66] In this life I lead\n[04:35.02] This motherfucking life I lead nigga\n[04:49.11] You know what time it is\n[04:51.05] Westside\n[04:52.04] Deathrow\n[04:53.29] Dogg Pound\n[04:55.75] Everybody killer\n[04:55.99] Bad boy killer\n[04:58.02] ? Killer\n[04:59.48] Anybody killer\n[05:00.23] Fuck all y'all niggas\n[05:03.58] If it ain't Westside nigga it ain't Pac\n[05:05.26] That's on my momma\n[05:06.73] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: This Life I Lead\n artist: 2Pac\n album: Fullblast Radio presents... 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Killer'\n start_ms: 298020\n end_ms: 299480\n- text: Anybody killer\n start_ms: 299480\n end_ms: 300230\n- text: Fuck all y'all niggas\n start_ms: 300230\n end_ms: 303580\n- text: If it ain't Westside nigga it ain't Pac\n start_ms: 303580\n end_ms: 305260\n- text: That's on my momma\n start_ms: 305260\n end_ms: 306730\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 306730\nplain: |-\n This motherfucking life I lead, shit\n A hell of motherfucking road blocks and crooked cops\n We still ride though\n What side?\n Westside\n\n (Verse 1: Tupac)\n\n I want money in large amounts my garage full of cars that bounce\n Moving my tapes in major ways cause every dollar counts\n Busters is jealous and half these nigas is punks\n They running off at the mouth 'til I fill up with my pump\n They jump my automatic keep them weary\n While you fronting like you Billy bad ass nigga you scary\n I been knowing you for years we was high school peers iIn Junior High\n I was itchin' to kill and you was ready to die\n While you bullshitting niggas was dying and catching cases\n Busting my automatics at motherfuckers in foreign places\n Leaving no trace they see my face and then they buried\n Them bitches die in a hurry still I ride I'm never worried\n Mr. Makaveli tell me to ride and I'ma ride\n Pick my enemies out the crowd and motherfuckers die\n It's not the way I wanna live my nigga it's how it is\n Homie got into a fight last night they killed his kids\n\n (Chorus x2)\n\n In this life I lead fiend for currency\n Get high off weed collect g's make my enemies bleed\n When you see me nigga\n Holla my set\n And watch them ride\n Outlaw mother fuckers\n 'Till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n (Verse 2: Young Noble)\n\n I ain't a killer but don't push me dog\n For that family I'll send that ass straight to God (what you doing nigga?)\n And in this life I lead I've seen the most of my 23 years\n My vision is blurry the money is clear\n Some of my peers eternally will sleep in a coffin (yeah nigga)\n And noble on the road I'm extremely cautious\n It happened that fast split second your gone\n At the top of my tombstone put noble is raw\n Outlaw 'Till I'm under the floor for Kadafi the prince\n I stack dough like a clock on the bricks\n With a watch on my wrist dog I know the time these days\n We outlaws we gonna die this way\n We already in the history books Pac made sure of that\n Whateva you took we taking it back\n You know it's all for the foundation Outlaws\n We still building the thug nation holler at your homie\n\n (Chorus 2x)\n\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency\n Get high off weed\n Collect g's\n Make my enemies bleed\n When you see me nigga\n Holla my set\n And watch them ride\n Outlaw mother fuckers\n 'Till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n (Verse 3: Napolean)\n\n It ain't but nothing air between us oxygen is gettin hot\n Got a problem mo' fag ass nigga kick rocks\n Now *censored* on the phone and the nigga talking crazy\n I don't know who to blame him or *censored* for killing babies\n I'm a New Jers' Devil the street created rebel\n Only got one shot to produce on every level\n This is Maximus go to the max I must\n Nigga I came from not much so money I clutch\n Uhuh Napolean the strength of strong arm\n With a dick they whistle and ride I put a move up on\n I'm a hardcore product of the ghetto\n Been blessed for sure to eat from out the ghetto\n I maneuver in the right lane quick to push back lanes\n Switch it to the left lane I play with my hands\n And I'm plotting on the fortune it's getting hot and scorching\n I'm thinking like a scorpion that torturing an enemy\n\n (Chorus 2x)\n\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency\n Get high off weed\n Collect g's\n Make my enemies bleed\n When you see me nigga\n Holla my set\n And watch them ride\n Outlaw mother fuckers\n 'Till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n (Verse 4)\n\n Now with this outlaw lifestyle that I've been introduced to\n Money and hoes keep us closer to Lucifer (what's up Kurupt)\n Steady seducing us and I'm all for it\n It's the life for me and the law cant spoil it\n So you can call it what the fuck you want (right)\n But I'm a baller alcoholic with a sawn-off pump (nigga)\n My mamma ain't raise no punk and even dead Pac\n So when I jump off I breathe for Yak\n Been puttin in work so I walk with a bop\n And it safe at home so I sleep with a glock (no mistakes)\n Thug living Ugh what the fuck would be better\n I do my dirt with the family so we dying together\n\n (Verse 5: Edi)\n\n We on a mission for mo' gangster shit on you hoes\n We ain't fucking with you lawyers crossing niggas up out there dough\n Trying to live Godzilla Edi went from a bad boy\n To a anybody killer Look out\n Wanted man guns in hand stand firm\n Nuts are my pride now lets burn\n Bound and profound going down swinging\n Holding my ground we the last ones breathing\n No stopping till we eating deep in the trenches\n So many killings it's senseless\n So in this life I lead I stay protected\n My god my squad and this thing in my palm\n Now all my hustling motherfuckers get your money\n Sing along\n\n (Chorus x2)\n\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency\n Get high off weed\n Collect g's\n Make my enemies bleed\n When you see me nigga\n Holla my set\n And watch them ride\n Outlaw mother fuckers\n 'Till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n This motherfucking life I lead nigga\n You know what time it is\n Westside\n Deathrow\n Dogg Pound\n Everybody killer\n Bad boy killer\n ? Killer\n Anybody killer\n Fuck all y'all niggas\n If it ain't Westside nigga it ain't Pac\n That's on my momma\n"},{"id":31531031,"name":"This Life I Lead","trackName":"This Life I Lead","artistName":"2Pac","albumName":"Makaveli, Part 4: 7 Deadly Sins","duration":321.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"This motherfucking life I lead, shit\nA hell of motherfucking road blocks and crooked cops\nWe still ride though\nWhat side?\nWestside\n\n(Verse 1: Tupac)\n\nI want money in large amounts my garage full of cars that bounce\nMoving my tapes in major ways cause every dollar counts\nBusters is jealous and half these nigas is punks\nThey running off at the mouth 'til I fill up with my pump\nThey jump my automatic keep them weary\nWhile you fronting like you Billy bad ass nigga you scary\nI been knowing you for years we was high school peers iIn Junior High\nI was itchin' to kill and you was ready to die\nWhile you bullshitting niggas was dying and catching cases\nBusting my automatics at motherfuckers in foreign places\nLeaving no trace they see my face and then they buried\nThem bitches die in a hurry still I ride I'm never worried\nMr. Makaveli tell me to ride and I'ma ride\nPick my enemies out the crowd and motherfuckers die\nIt's not the way I wanna live my nigga it's how it is\nHomie got into a fight last night they killed his kids\n\n(Chorus x2)\n\nIn this life I lead fiend for currency\nGet high off weed collect g's make my enemies bleed\nWhen you see me nigga\nHolla my set\nAnd watch them ride\nOutlaw mother fuckers\n'Till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\n(Verse 2: Young Noble)\n\nI ain't a killer but don't push me dog\nFor that family I'll send that ass straight to God (what you doing nigga?)\nAnd in this life I lead I've seen the most of my 23 years\nMy vision is blurry the money is clear\nSome of my peers eternally will sleep in a coffin (yeah nigga)\nAnd noble on the road I'm extremely cautious\nIt happened that fast split second your gone\nAt the top of my tombstone put noble is raw\nOutlaw 'Till I'm under the floor for Kadafi the prince\nI stack dough like a clock on the bricks\nWith a watch on my wrist dog I know the time these days\nWe outlaws we gonna die this way\nWe already in the history books Pac made sure of that\nWhateva you took we taking it back\nYou know it's all for the foundation Outlaws\nWe still building the thug nation holler at your homie\n\n(Chorus 2x)\n\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency\nGet high off weed\nCollect g's\nMake my enemies bleed\nWhen you see me nigga\nHolla my set\nAnd watch them ride\nOutlaw mother fuckers\n'Till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\n(Verse 3: Napolean)\n\nIt ain't but nothing air between us oxygen is gettin hot\nGot a problem mo' fag ass nigga kick rocks\nNow *censored* on the phone and the nigga talking crazy\nI don't know who to blame him or *censored* for killing babies\nI'm a New Jers' Devil the street created rebel\nOnly got one shot to produce on every level\nThis is Maximus go to the max I must\nNigga I came from not much so money I clutch\nUhuh Napolean the strength of strong arm\nWith a dick they whistle and ride I put a move up on\nI'm a hardcore product of the ghetto\nBeen blessed for sure to eat from out the ghetto\nI maneuver in the right lane quick to push back lanes\nSwitch it to the left lane I play with my hands\nAnd I'm plotting on the fortune it's getting hot and scorching\nI'm thinking like a scorpion that torturing an enemy\n\n(Chorus 2x)\n\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency\nGet high off weed\nCollect g's\nMake my enemies bleed\nWhen you see me nigga\nHolla my set\nAnd watch them ride\nOutlaw mother fuckers\n'Till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\n(Verse 4)\n\nNow with this outlaw lifestyle that I've been introduced to\nMoney and hoes keep us closer to Lucifer (what's up Kurupt)\nSteady seducing us and I'm all for it\nIt's the life for me and the law cant spoil it\nSo you can call it what the fuck you want (right)\nBut I'm a baller alcoholic with a sawn-off pump (nigga)\nMy mamma ain't raise no punk and even dead Pac\nSo when I jump off I breathe for Yak\nBeen puttin in work so I walk with a bop\nAnd it safe at home so I sleep with a glock (no mistakes)\nThug living Ugh what the fuck would be better\nI do my dirt with the family so we dying together\n\n(Verse 5: Edi)\n\nWe on a mission for mo' gangster shit on you hoes\nWe ain't fucking with you lawyers crossing niggas up out there dough\nTrying to live Godzilla Edi went from a bad boy\nTo a anybody killer Look out\nWanted man guns in hand stand firm\nNuts are my pride now lets burn\nBound and profound going down swinging\nHolding my ground we the last ones breathing\nNo stopping till we eating deep in the trenches\nSo many killings it's senseless\nSo in this life I lead I stay protected\nMy god my squad and this thing in my palm\nNow all my hustling motherfuckers get your money\nSing along\n\n(Chorus x2)\n\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency\nGet high off weed\nCollect g's\nMake my enemies bleed\nWhen you see me nigga\nHolla my set\nAnd watch them ride\nOutlaw mother fuckers\n'Till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\nThis motherfucking life I lead nigga\nYou know what time it is\nWestside\nDeathrow\nDogg Pound\nEverybody killer\nBad boy killer\n? Killer\nAnybody killer\nFuck all y'all niggas\nIf it ain't Westside nigga it ain't Pac\nThat's on my momma","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.58] This motherfucking life I lead, shit\n[00:03.04] A hell of motherfucking road blocks and crooked cops\n[00:06.48] We still ride though\n[00:08.14] What side?\n[00:09.34] Westside\n[00:10.69] (Verse 1: Tupac)\n[00:11.09] I want money in large amounts my garage full of cars that bounce\n[00:14.15] Moving my tapes in major ways cause every dollar counts\n[00:16.65] Busters is jealous and half these nigas is punks\n[00:19.21] They running off at the mouth 'til I fill up with my pump\n[00:21.53] They jump my automatic keep them weary\n[00:23.76] While you fronting like you Billy bad ass nigga you scary\n[00:26.25] I been knowing you for years we was high school peers iIn Junior High\n[00:28.85] I was itchin' to kill and you was ready to die\n[00:32.20] While you bullshitting niggas was dying and catching cases\n[00:34.87] Busting my automatics at motherfuckers in foreign places\n[00:37.71] Leaving no trace they see my face and then they buried\n[00:40.40] Them bitches die in a hurry still I ride I'm never worried\n[00:42.76] Mr. Makaveli tell me to ride and I'ma ride\n[00:45.38] Pick my enemies out the crowd and motherfuckers die\n[00:47.97] It's not the way I wanna live my nigga it's how it is\n[00:50.62] Homie got into a fight last night they killed his kids\n[00:53.32] (Chorus x2)\n[00:54.37] In this life I lead fiend for currency\n[00:55.96] Get high off weed collect g's make my enemies bleed\n[00:58.34] When you see me nigga\n[01:00.16] Holla my set\n[01:00.71] And watch them ride\n[01:01.66] Outlaw mother fuckers\n[01:02.68] 'Till we die\n[01:03.26] In this life I lead\n[01:04.35] (Verse 2: Young Noble)\n[01:15.63] I ain't a killer but don't push me dog\n[01:16.75] For that family I'll send that ass straight to God (what you doing nigga?)\n[01:20.30] And in this life I lead I've seen the most of my 23 years\n[01:22.58] My vision is blurry the money is clear\n[01:24.84] Some of my peers eternally will sleep in a coffin (yeah nigga)\n[01:27.79] And noble on the road I'm extremely cautious\n[01:30.23] It happened that fast split second your gone\n[01:32.98] At the top of my tombstone put noble is raw\n[01:35.31] Outlaw 'Till I'm under the floor for Kadafi the prince\n[01:38.46] I stack dough like a clock on the bricks\n[01:40.65] With a watch on my wrist dog I know the time these days\n[01:43.66] We outlaws we gonna die this way\n[01:45.82] We already in the history books Pac made sure of that\n[01:48.95] Whateva you took we taking it back\n[01:51.23] You know it's all for the foundation Outlaws\n[01:53.82] We still building the thug nation holler at your homie\n[01:56.54] (Chorus 2x)\n[01:58.00] In this life I lead\n[01:58.70] Fiend for currency\n[01:59.31] Get high off weed\n[01:59.92] Collect g's\n[02:00.63] Make my enemies bleed\n[02:01.79] When you see me nigga\n[02:03.18] Holla my set\n[02:03.67] And watch them ride\n[02:04.35] Outlaw mother fuckers\n[02:05.10] 'Till we die\n[02:06.53] In this life I lead\n[02:07.54] (Verse 3: Napolean)\n[02:12.96] It ain't but nothing air between us oxygen is gettin hot\n[02:20.19] Got a problem mo' fag ass nigga kick rocks\n[02:22.88] Now *censored* on the phone and the nigga talking crazy\n[02:25.60] I don't know who to blame him or *censored* for killing babies\n[02:28.49] I'm a New Jers' Devil the street created rebel\n[02:30.56] Only got one shot to produce on every level\n[02:33.54] This is Maximus go to the max I must\n[02:35.89] Nigga I came from not much so money I clutch\n[02:38.59] Uhuh Napolean the strength of strong arm\n[02:41.13] With a dick they whistle and ride I put a move up on\n[02:43.80] I'm a hardcore product of the ghetto\n[02:46.76] Been blessed for sure to eat from out the ghetto\n[02:49.29] I maneuver in the right lane quick to push back lanes\n[02:52.17] Switch it to the left lane I play with my hands\n[02:54.59] And I'm 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Yak\n[03:41.94] Been puttin in work so I walk with a bop\n[03:44.54] And it safe at home so I sleep with a glock (no mistakes)\n[03:47.44] Thug living Ugh what the fuck would be better\n[03:49.78] I do my dirt with the family so we dying together\n[03:52.24] (Verse 5: Edi)\n[03:53.01] We on a mission for mo' gangster shit on you hoes\n[03:54.97] We ain't fucking with you lawyers crossing niggas up out there dough\n[03:57.92] Trying to live Godzilla Edi went from a bad boy\n[04:01.02] To a anybody killer Look out\n[04:03.34] Wanted man guns in hand stand firm\n[04:06.36] Nuts are my pride now lets burn\n[04:08.37] Bound and profound going down swinging\n[04:10.89] Holding my ground we the last ones breathing\n[04:12.98] No stopping till we eating deep in the trenches\n[04:15.02] So many killings it's senseless\n[04:16.72] So in this life I lead I stay protected\n[04:18.88] My god my squad and this thing in my palm\n[04:21.28] Now all my hustling motherfuckers get your money\n[04:23.41] Sing along\n[04:24.30] (Chorus x2)\n[04:24.96] In this life I lead\n[04:25.44] Fiend for currency\n[04:26.47] Get high off weed\n[04:27.22] Collect g's\n[04:28.15] Make my enemies bleed\n[04:29.26] When you see me nigga\n[04:30.69] Holla my set\n[04:31.27] And watch them ride\n[04:31.86] Outlaw mother fuckers\n[04:32.78] 'Till we die\n[04:33.66] In this life I lead\n[04:35.02] This motherfucking life I lead nigga\n[04:49.11] You know what time it is\n[04:51.05] Westside\n[04:52.04] Deathrow\n[04:53.29] Dogg Pound\n[04:55.75] Everybody killer\n[04:55.99] Bad boy killer\n[04:58.02] ? 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Killer'\n start_ms: 298020\n end_ms: 299480\n- text: Anybody killer\n start_ms: 299480\n end_ms: 300230\n- text: Fuck all y'all niggas\n start_ms: 300230\n end_ms: 303580\n- text: If it ain't Westside nigga it ain't Pac\n start_ms: 303580\n end_ms: 305260\n- text: That's on my momma\n start_ms: 305260\n end_ms: 306730\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 306730\nplain: |-\n This motherfucking life I lead, shit\n A hell of motherfucking road blocks and crooked cops\n We still ride though\n What side?\n Westside\n\n (Verse 1: Tupac)\n\n I want money in large amounts my garage full of cars that bounce\n Moving my tapes in major ways cause every dollar counts\n Busters is jealous and half these nigas is punks\n They running off at the mouth 'til I fill up with my pump\n They jump my automatic keep them weary\n While you fronting like you Billy bad ass nigga you scary\n I been knowing you for years we was high school peers iIn Junior High\n I was itchin' to kill and you was ready to die\n While you bullshitting niggas was dying and catching cases\n Busting my automatics at motherfuckers in foreign places\n Leaving no trace they see my face and then they buried\n Them bitches die in a hurry still I ride I'm never worried\n Mr. Makaveli tell me to ride and I'ma ride\n Pick my enemies out the crowd and motherfuckers die\n It's not the way I wanna live my nigga it's how it is\n Homie got into a fight last night they killed his kids\n\n (Chorus x2)\n\n In this life I lead fiend for currency\n Get high off weed collect g's make my enemies bleed\n When you see me nigga\n Holla my set\n And watch them ride\n Outlaw mother fuckers\n 'Till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n (Verse 2: Young Noble)\n\n I ain't a killer but don't push me dog\n For that family I'll send that ass straight to God (what you doing nigga?)\n And in this life I lead I've seen the most of my 23 years\n My vision is blurry the money is clear\n Some of my peers eternally will sleep in a coffin (yeah nigga)\n And noble on the road I'm extremely cautious\n It happened that fast split second your gone\n At the top of my tombstone put noble is raw\n Outlaw 'Till I'm under the floor for Kadafi the prince\n I stack dough like a clock on the bricks\n With a watch on my wrist dog I know the time these days\n We outlaws we gonna die this way\n We already in the history books Pac made sure of that\n Whateva you took we taking it back\n You know it's all for the foundation Outlaws\n We still building the thug nation holler at your homie\n\n (Chorus 2x)\n\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency\n Get high off weed\n Collect g's\n Make my enemies bleed\n When you see me nigga\n Holla my set\n And watch them ride\n Outlaw mother fuckers\n 'Till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n (Verse 3: Napolean)\n\n It ain't but nothing air between us oxygen is gettin hot\n Got a problem mo' fag ass nigga kick rocks\n Now *censored* on the phone and the nigga talking crazy\n I don't know who to blame him or *censored* for killing babies\n I'm a New Jers' Devil the street created rebel\n Only got one shot to produce on every level\n This is Maximus go to the max I must\n Nigga I came from not much so money I clutch\n Uhuh Napolean the strength of strong arm\n With a dick they whistle and ride I put a move up on\n I'm a hardcore product of the ghetto\n Been blessed for sure to eat from out the ghetto\n I maneuver in the right lane quick to push back lanes\n Switch it to the left lane I play with my hands\n And I'm plotting on the fortune it's getting hot and scorching\n I'm thinking like a scorpion that torturing an enemy\n\n (Chorus 2x)\n\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency\n Get high off weed\n Collect g's\n Make my enemies bleed\n When you see me nigga\n Holla my set\n And watch them ride\n Outlaw mother fuckers\n 'Till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n (Verse 4)\n\n Now with this outlaw lifestyle that I've been introduced to\n Money and hoes keep us closer to Lucifer (what's up Kurupt)\n Steady seducing us and I'm all for it\n It's the life for me and the law cant spoil it\n So you can call it what the fuck you want (right)\n But I'm a baller alcoholic with a sawn-off pump (nigga)\n My mamma ain't raise no punk and even dead Pac\n So when I jump off I breathe for Yak\n Been puttin in work so I walk with a bop\n And it safe at home so I sleep with a glock (no mistakes)\n Thug living Ugh what the fuck would be better\n I do my dirt with the family so we dying together\n\n (Verse 5: Edi)\n\n We on a mission for mo' gangster shit on you hoes\n We ain't fucking with you lawyers crossing niggas up out there dough\n Trying to live Godzilla Edi went from a bad boy\n To a anybody killer Look out\n Wanted man guns in hand stand firm\n Nuts are my pride now lets burn\n Bound and profound going down swinging\n Holding my ground we the last ones breathing\n No stopping till we eating deep in the trenches\n So many killings it's senseless\n So in this life I lead I stay protected\n My god my squad and this thing in my palm\n Now all my hustling motherfuckers get your money\n Sing along\n\n (Chorus x2)\n\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency\n Get high off weed\n Collect g's\n Make my enemies bleed\n When you see me nigga\n Holla my set\n And watch them ride\n Outlaw mother fuckers\n 'Till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n This motherfucking life I lead nigga\n You know what time it is\n Westside\n Deathrow\n Dogg Pound\n Everybody killer\n Bad boy killer\n ? Killer\n Anybody killer\n Fuck all y'all niggas\n If it ain't Westside nigga it ain't Pac\n That's on my momma\n"},{"id":21300094,"name":"This Life I Lead","trackName":"This Life I Lead","artistName":"2Pac","albumName":"Better Dayz (Japan UICS-1051/2)","duration":321.38449,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"This motherfucking life I lead, shit\nA hell of motherfucking road blocks and crooked cops\nWe still ride though\nWhat side?\nWestside\n\n(Verse 1: Tupac)\n\nI want money in large amounts my garage full of cars that bounce\nMoving my tapes in major ways cause every dollar counts\nBusters is jealous and half these nigas is punks\nThey running off at the mouth 'til I fill up with my pump\nThey jump my automatic keep them weary\nWhile you fronting like you Billy bad ass nigga you scary\nI been knowing you for years we was high school peers iIn Junior High\nI was itchin' to kill and you was ready to die\nWhile you bullshitting niggas was dying and catching cases\nBusting my automatics at motherfuckers in foreign places\nLeaving no trace they see my face and then they buried\nThem bitches die in a hurry still I ride I'm never worried\nMr. Makaveli tell me to ride and I'ma ride\nPick my enemies out the crowd and motherfuckers die\nIt's not the way I wanna live my nigga it's how it is\nHomie got into a fight last night they killed his kids\n\n(Chorus x2)\n\nIn this life I lead fiend for currency\nGet high off weed collect g's make my enemies bleed\nWhen you see me nigga\nHolla my set\nAnd watch them ride\nOutlaw mother fuckers\n'Till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\n(Verse 2: Young Noble)\n\nI ain't a killer but don't push me dog\nFor that family I'll send that ass straight to God (what you doing nigga?)\nAnd in this life I lead I've seen the most of my 23 years\nMy vision is blurry the money is clear\nSome of my peers eternally will sleep in a coffin (yeah nigga)\nAnd noble on the road I'm extremely cautious\nIt happened that fast split second your gone\nAt the top of my tombstone put noble is raw\nOutlaw 'Till I'm under the floor for Kadafi the prince\nI stack dough like a clock on the bricks\nWith a watch on my wrist dog I know the time these days\nWe outlaws we gonna die this way\nWe already in the history books Pac made sure of that\nWhateva you took we taking it back\nYou know it's all for the foundation Outlaws\nWe still building the thug nation holler at your homie\n\n(Chorus 2x)\n\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency\nGet high off weed\nCollect g's\nMake my enemies bleed\nWhen you see me nigga\nHolla my set\nAnd watch them ride\nOutlaw mother fuckers\n'Till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\n(Verse 3: Napolean)\n\nIt ain't but nothing air between us oxygen is gettin hot\nGot a problem mo' fag ass nigga kick rocks\nNow *censored* on the phone and the nigga talking crazy\nI don't know who to blame him or *censored* for killing babies\nI'm a New Jers' Devil the street created rebel\nOnly got one shot to produce on every level\nThis is Maximus go to the max I must\nNigga I came from not much so money I clutch\nUhuh Napolean the strength of strong arm\nWith a dick they whistle and ride I put a move up on\nI'm a hardcore product of the ghetto\nBeen blessed for sure to eat from out the ghetto\nI maneuver in the right lane quick to push back lanes\nSwitch it to the left lane I play with my hands\nAnd I'm plotting on the fortune it's getting hot and scorching\nI'm thinking like a scorpion that torturing an enemy\n\n(Chorus 2x)\n\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency\nGet high off weed\nCollect g's\nMake my enemies bleed\nWhen you see me nigga\nHolla my set\nAnd watch them ride\nOutlaw mother fuckers\n'Till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\n(Verse 4)\n\nNow with this outlaw lifestyle that I've been introduced to\nMoney and hoes keep us closer to Lucifer (what's up Kurupt)\nSteady seducing us and I'm all for it\nIt's the life for me and the law cant spoil it\nSo you can call it what the fuck you want (right)\nBut I'm a baller alcoholic with a sawn-off pump (nigga)\nMy mamma ain't raise no punk and even dead Pac\nSo when I jump off I breathe for Yak\nBeen puttin in work so I walk with a bop\nAnd it safe at home so I sleep with a glock (no mistakes)\nThug living Ugh what the fuck would be better\nI do my dirt with the family so we dying together\n\n(Verse 5: Edi)\n\nWe on a mission for mo' gangster shit on you hoes\nWe ain't fucking with you lawyers crossing niggas up out there dough\nTrying to live Godzilla Edi went from a bad boy\nTo a anybody killer Look out\nWanted man guns in hand stand firm\nNuts are my pride now lets burn\nBound and profound going down swinging\nHolding my ground we the last ones breathing\nNo stopping till we eating deep in the trenches\nSo many killings it's senseless\nSo in this life I lead I stay protected\nMy god my squad and this thing in my palm\nNow all my hustling motherfuckers get your money\nSing along\n\n(Chorus x2)\n\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency\nGet high off weed\nCollect g's\nMake my enemies bleed\nWhen you see me nigga\nHolla my set\nAnd watch them ride\nOutlaw mother fuckers\n'Till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\nThis motherfucking life I lead nigga\nYou know what time it is\nWestside\nDeathrow\nDogg Pound\nEverybody killer\nBad boy killer\n? Killer\nAnybody killer\nFuck all y'all niggas\nIf it ain't Westside nigga it ain't Pac\nThat's on my momma","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.58] This motherfucking life I lead, shit\n[00:03.04] A hell of motherfucking road blocks and crooked cops\n[00:06.48] We still ride though\n[00:08.14] What side?\n[00:09.34] Westside\n[00:10.69] (Verse 1: Tupac)\n[00:11.09] I want money in large amounts my garage full of cars that bounce\n[00:14.15] Moving my tapes in major ways cause every dollar counts\n[00:16.65] Busters is jealous and half these nigas is punks\n[00:19.21] They running off at the mouth 'til I fill up with my pump\n[00:21.53] They jump my automatic keep them weary\n[00:23.76] While you fronting like you Billy bad ass nigga you scary\n[00:26.25] I been knowing you for years we was high school peers iIn Junior High\n[00:28.85] I was itchin' to kill and you was ready to die\n[00:32.20] While you bullshitting niggas was dying and catching cases\n[00:34.87] Busting my automatics at motherfuckers in foreign places\n[00:37.71] Leaving no trace they see my face and then they buried\n[00:40.40] Them bitches die in a hurry still I ride I'm never worried\n[00:42.76] Mr. Makaveli tell me to ride and I'ma ride\n[00:45.38] Pick my enemies out the crowd and motherfuckers die\n[00:47.97] It's not the way I wanna live my nigga it's how it is\n[00:50.62] Homie got into a fight last night they killed his kids\n[00:53.32] (Chorus x2)\n[00:54.37] In this life I lead fiend for currency\n[00:55.96] Get high off weed collect g's make my enemies bleed\n[00:58.34] When you see me nigga\n[01:00.16] Holla my set\n[01:00.71] And watch them ride\n[01:01.66] Outlaw mother fuckers\n[01:02.68] 'Till we die\n[01:03.26] In this life I lead\n[01:04.35] (Verse 2: Young Noble)\n[01:15.63] I ain't a killer but don't push me dog\n[01:16.75] For that family I'll send that ass straight to God (what you doing nigga?)\n[01:20.30] And in this life I lead I've seen the most of my 23 years\n[01:22.58] My vision is blurry the money is clear\n[01:24.84] Some of my peers eternally will sleep in a coffin (yeah nigga)\n[01:27.79] And noble on the road I'm extremely cautious\n[01:30.23] It happened that fast split second your gone\n[01:32.98] At the top of my tombstone put noble is raw\n[01:35.31] Outlaw 'Till I'm under the floor for Kadafi the prince\n[01:38.46] I stack dough like a clock on the bricks\n[01:40.65] With a watch on my wrist dog I know the time these days\n[01:43.66] We outlaws we gonna die this way\n[01:45.82] We already in the history books Pac made sure of that\n[01:48.95] Whateva you took we taking it back\n[01:51.23] You know it's all for the foundation Outlaws\n[01:53.82] We still building the thug nation holler at your homie\n[01:56.54] (Chorus 2x)\n[01:58.00] In this life I lead\n[01:58.70] Fiend for currency\n[01:59.31] Get high off weed\n[01:59.92] Collect g's\n[02:00.63] Make my enemies bleed\n[02:01.79] When you see me nigga\n[02:03.18] Holla my set\n[02:03.67] And watch them ride\n[02:04.35] Outlaw mother fuckers\n[02:05.10] 'Till we die\n[02:06.53] In this life I lead\n[02:07.54] (Verse 3: Napolean)\n[02:12.96] It ain't but nothing air between us oxygen is gettin hot\n[02:20.19] Got a problem mo' fag ass nigga kick rocks\n[02:22.88] Now *censored* on the phone and the nigga talking crazy\n[02:25.60] I don't know who to blame him or *censored* for killing babies\n[02:28.49] I'm a New Jers' Devil the street created rebel\n[02:30.56] Only got one shot to produce on every level\n[02:33.54] This is Maximus go to the max I must\n[02:35.89] Nigga I came from not much so money I clutch\n[02:38.59] Uhuh Napolean the strength of strong arm\n[02:41.13] With a dick they whistle and ride I put a move up on\n[02:43.80] I'm a hardcore product of the ghetto\n[02:46.76] Been blessed for sure to eat from out the ghetto\n[02:49.29] I maneuver in the right lane quick to push back lanes\n[02:52.17] Switch it to the left lane I play with my hands\n[02:54.59] And I'm plotting on the fortune it's getting hot and scorching\n[02:57.24] I'm thinking like a scorpion that torturing an enemy\n[02:59.90] (Chorus 2x)\n[03:00.91] In this life I lead\n[03:01.39] Fiend for currency\n[03:02.31] Get high off weed\n[03:02.92] Collect g's\n[03:03.60] Make my enemies bleed\n[03:05.13] When you see me nigga\n[03:06.65] Holla my set\n[03:07.10] And watch them ride\n[03:08.02] Outlaw mother fuckers\n[03:08.62] 'Till we die\n[03:09.35] In this life I lead\n[03:09.92] (Verse 4)\n[03:11.06] Now with this outlaw lifestyle that I've been introduced to\n[03:23.40] Money and hoes keep us closer to Lucifer (what's up Kurupt)\n[03:26.69] Steady seducing us and I'm all for it\n[03:29.05] It's the life for me and the law cant spoil it\n[03:31.38] So you can call it what the fuck you want (right)\n[03:33.89] But I'm a baller alcoholic with a sawn-off pump (nigga)\n[03:36.15] My mamma ain't raise no punk and even dead Pac\n[03:39.64] So when I jump off I breathe for Yak\n[03:41.94] Been puttin in work so I walk with a bop\n[03:44.54] And it safe at home so I sleep with a glock (no mistakes)\n[03:47.44] Thug living Ugh what the fuck would be better\n[03:49.78] I do my dirt with the family so we dying together\n[03:52.24] (Verse 5: Edi)\n[03:53.01] We on a mission for mo' gangster shit on you hoes\n[03:54.97] We ain't fucking with you lawyers crossing niggas up out there dough\n[03:57.92] Trying to live Godzilla Edi went from a bad boy\n[04:01.02] To a anybody killer Look out\n[04:03.34] Wanted man guns in hand stand firm\n[04:06.36] Nuts are my pride now lets burn\n[04:08.37] Bound and profound going down swinging\n[04:10.89] Holding my ground we the last ones breathing\n[04:12.98] No stopping till we eating deep in the trenches\n[04:15.02] So many killings it's senseless\n[04:16.72] So in this life I lead I stay protected\n[04:18.88] My god my squad and this thing in my palm\n[04:21.28] Now all my hustling motherfuckers get your money\n[04:23.41] Sing along\n[04:24.30] (Chorus x2)\n[04:24.96] In this life I lead\n[04:25.44] Fiend for currency\n[04:26.47] Get high off weed\n[04:27.22] Collect g's\n[04:28.15] Make my enemies bleed\n[04:29.26] When you see me nigga\n[04:30.69] Holla my set\n[04:31.27] And watch them ride\n[04:31.86] Outlaw mother fuckers\n[04:32.78] 'Till we die\n[04:33.66] In this life I lead\n[04:35.02] This motherfucking life I lead nigga\n[04:49.11] You know what time it is\n[04:51.05] Westside\n[04:52.04] Deathrow\n[04:53.29] Dogg Pound\n[04:55.75] Everybody killer\n[04:55.99] Bad boy killer\n[04:58.02] ? Killer\n[04:59.48] Anybody killer\n[05:00.23] Fuck all y'all niggas\n[05:03.58] If it ain't Westside nigga it ain't Pac\n[05:05.26] That's on my momma\n[05:06.73] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: This Life I Lead\n artist: 2Pac\n album: Better Dayz (Japan UICS-1051/2)\n duration_ms: 321384\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: This motherfucking life I lead, shit\n start_ms: 580\n end_ms: 3040\n- text: A hell of motherfucking road blocks and crooked cops\n start_ms: 3040\n end_ms: 6480\n- text: We still ride though\n start_ms: 6480\n end_ms: 8140\n- text: What side?\n start_ms: 8140\n end_ms: 9340\n- text: Westside\n start_ms: 9340\n end_ms: 10690\n- text: '(Verse 1: Tupac)'\n start_ms: 10690\n end_ms: 11090\n- text: I want money in large amounts my garage full of cars that bounce\n start_ms: 11090\n end_ms: 14150\n- text: Moving my tapes in major ways cause every dollar counts\n start_ms: 14150\n end_ms: 16650\n- text: Busters is jealous and half these nigas is 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Killer'\n start_ms: 298020\n end_ms: 299480\n- text: Anybody killer\n start_ms: 299480\n end_ms: 300230\n- text: Fuck all y'all niggas\n start_ms: 300230\n end_ms: 303580\n- text: If it ain't Westside nigga it ain't Pac\n start_ms: 303580\n end_ms: 305260\n- text: That's on my momma\n start_ms: 305260\n end_ms: 306730\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 306730\nplain: |-\n This motherfucking life I lead, shit\n A hell of motherfucking road blocks and crooked cops\n We still ride though\n What side?\n Westside\n\n (Verse 1: Tupac)\n\n I want money in large amounts my garage full of cars that bounce\n Moving my tapes in major ways cause every dollar counts\n Busters is jealous and half these nigas is punks\n They running off at the mouth 'til I fill up with my pump\n They jump my automatic keep them weary\n While you fronting like you Billy bad ass nigga you scary\n I been knowing you for years we was high school peers iIn Junior High\n I was itchin' to kill and you was ready to die\n While you bullshitting niggas was dying and catching cases\n Busting my automatics at motherfuckers in foreign places\n Leaving no trace they see my face and then they buried\n Them bitches die in a hurry still I ride I'm never worried\n Mr. Makaveli tell me to ride and I'ma ride\n Pick my enemies out the crowd and motherfuckers die\n It's not the way I wanna live my nigga it's how it is\n Homie got into a fight last night they killed his kids\n\n (Chorus x2)\n\n In this life I lead fiend for currency\n Get high off weed collect g's make my enemies bleed\n When you see me nigga\n Holla my set\n And watch them ride\n Outlaw mother fuckers\n 'Till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n (Verse 2: Young Noble)\n\n I ain't a killer but don't push me dog\n For that family I'll send that ass straight to God (what you doing nigga?)\n And in this life I lead I've seen the most of my 23 years\n My vision is blurry the money is clear\n Some of my peers eternally will sleep in a coffin (yeah nigga)\n And noble on the road I'm extremely cautious\n It happened that fast split second your gone\n At the top of my tombstone put noble is raw\n Outlaw 'Till I'm under the floor for Kadafi the prince\n I stack dough like a clock on the bricks\n With a watch on my wrist dog I know the time these days\n We outlaws we gonna die this way\n We already in the history books Pac made sure of that\n Whateva you took we taking it back\n You know it's all for the foundation Outlaws\n We still building the thug nation holler at your homie\n\n (Chorus 2x)\n\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency\n Get high off weed\n Collect g's\n Make my enemies bleed\n When you see me nigga\n Holla my set\n And watch them ride\n Outlaw mother fuckers\n 'Till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n (Verse 3: Napolean)\n\n It ain't but nothing air between us oxygen is gettin hot\n Got a problem mo' fag ass nigga kick rocks\n Now *censored* on the phone and the nigga talking crazy\n I don't know who to blame him or *censored* for killing babies\n I'm a New Jers' Devil the street created rebel\n Only got one shot to produce on every level\n This is Maximus go to the max I must\n Nigga I came from not much so money I clutch\n Uhuh Napolean the strength of strong arm\n With a dick they whistle and ride I put a move up on\n I'm a hardcore product of the ghetto\n Been blessed for sure to eat from out the ghetto\n I maneuver in the right lane quick to push back lanes\n Switch it to the left lane I play with my hands\n And I'm plotting on the fortune it's getting hot and scorching\n I'm thinking like a scorpion that torturing an enemy\n\n (Chorus 2x)\n\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency\n Get high off weed\n Collect g's\n Make my enemies bleed\n When you see me nigga\n Holla my set\n And watch them ride\n Outlaw mother fuckers\n 'Till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n (Verse 4)\n\n Now with this outlaw lifestyle that I've been introduced to\n Money and hoes keep us closer to Lucifer (what's up Kurupt)\n Steady seducing us and I'm all for it\n It's the life for me and the law cant spoil it\n So you can call it what the fuck you want (right)\n But I'm a baller alcoholic with a sawn-off pump (nigga)\n My mamma ain't raise no punk and even dead Pac\n So when I jump off I breathe for Yak\n Been puttin in work so I walk with a bop\n And it safe at home so I sleep with a glock (no mistakes)\n Thug living Ugh what the fuck would be better\n I do my dirt with the family so we dying together\n\n (Verse 5: Edi)\n\n We on a mission for mo' gangster shit on you hoes\n We ain't fucking with you lawyers crossing niggas up out there dough\n Trying to live Godzilla Edi went from a bad boy\n To a anybody killer Look out\n Wanted man guns in hand stand firm\n Nuts are my pride now lets burn\n Bound and profound going down swinging\n Holding my ground we the last ones breathing\n No stopping till we eating deep in the trenches\n So many killings it's senseless\n So in this life I lead I stay protected\n My god my squad and this thing in my palm\n Now all my hustling motherfuckers get your money\n Sing along\n\n (Chorus x2)\n\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency\n Get high off weed\n Collect g's\n Make my enemies bleed\n When you see me nigga\n Holla my set\n And watch them ride\n Outlaw mother fuckers\n 'Till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n This motherfucking life I lead nigga\n You know what time it is\n Westside\n Deathrow\n Dogg Pound\n Everybody killer\n Bad boy killer\n ? 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buried\nThem b- die in a hurry, still I ride, I'm never worried\nMr. Makaveli tell me to ride and I'mma ride\nPick my enemies out the crowd and m-s die\nIt's not the way I wanna live, my n-, it's how it is\nHomie got into a fight last night, they k- his kids\n\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency, get h- o- w-\nCollect G's, make my enemies b-\nWhen you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlaw m-s 'till we die\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency, get h- o- w-\nCollect G's, make my enemies b-, uh\nWhen you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlaw m-s 'till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\nI ain't a k- but don't push me dog\nFor that family, I'll send that a-\nStraight to God (What you doing n-?)\nAnd in this life I lead I've seen the most of my 23 years\nMy v- is blurry, the money is clear\nSome of my peers eternally will sleep in a coffin (yeah, n-)\nAnd n- on the road I'm extremely cautious\n(Westside, man, you know how we do it)\nIt happened that fast s- second your gone\nAt the top of my tombstone put noble is raw\nOutlaw 'till I'm under the floor for Kadafi the prince\nI stack dough like a c- o- t- b-\nWith a watch on my wrist, dawg, I know the time these days\nWe Outlaws we gonna die this way\nWe already in the history books, 'Pac made sure of that\nWhatever you took we taking it back\nYou know it's all for the foundation Outlaws\nWe still building the thug nation holler at your homie\n\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency, get h- o- w-\nCollect G's, make my enemies b-\nWhen you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlaw m-s 'till we die\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency, get h- o- w-\nCollect G's, make my enemies b-\nWhen you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlaw m-s 'till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\nIt ain't but nothing but air between us oxygen is gettin hot\nGot a problem mo' f--a-n- kick rocks\nNow Bin Laden on the phone and the n- talking crazy\nI don't know who to blame him or Bush for k- babies\nI'm a New Jers' Devil the street created rebel\nOnly got one s- to produce on every level\nThis is Maximus, go to the max I must\nN-, I came from not much so money I c-\nUh uh, Napolean the strength of strong arm\nWith a d- they whistle and ride I put a move up on\nI'm a hardcore product of the ghetto\nBeen blessed for sure to eat from out the ghetto\nI maneuver in the right lane quick to push back lanes\nSwitch it to the left lane, I play with my hands\nAnd I'm plotting on the fortune, it's getting hot and scorching\nI'm thinking like a scorpion that torturing an enemy\n\nIn this life I lead\nI fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\nCollect G's, make my enemies b-\nWhen you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlaw m-s 'till we die\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency, get h- o- w-\nCollect G's, make my enemies b-\nWhen you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlaw m-s 'till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\nNow with this Outlaw lifestyle that I've been introduced to\nMoney and h-s keep us closer to Lucifer (What's up, Kurupt?)\nSteady seducing us and I'm all for it\nThis' the life for me and the law can't spoil it (right)\nSo you can call it what the f- you want\nBut I'm a baller a- with a s--off p- (n-)\nMy mamma ain't raise no punk and even dead 'Pac\nSo when I jump off I breathe for Y-\nBeen puttin in work so I walk with a bop\nAnd it safe at home so I sleep with a g- (no mistakes)\nThug living, ugh, what the f- would be better\nI do my dirt with the family so we dying together\n\nWe on a mission for mo' gangster s- on you h-s\nWe ain't f- with you lawyers crossing n-s up out there dough\nTrying to live Godzilla Edi went from a bad boy\nTo a anybody k-, look out\nWanted, man, g-s in hand stand firm\nNuts are my pride now lets burn\nBound and profound going down swinging\nHolding my ground, now we the last ones breathing\nNo stopping till we eating deep in the trenches\nSo many k-s, it's s-\nSo in this life I lead I stay protected\nMy god my squad and this thing in my palm\nNow all my h- m-s get your money, sing along\n\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency, get h- o- w-\nCollect G's, make my enemies b-\nWhen you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlaw m-s 'till we die\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency, get h- o- w-\nCollect G's, make my enemies b-\nWhen you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlaw m-s 'till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\nThis m- life I lead, n-\nYou know what time it is\nWestside, Death Row (Dogg Pound)\nEverybody k-\nBad b- k-, So So Def k-\nAnybody k-\nF- all y'all n-s\nIf it ain't Westside n-, it ain't 'Pac\nThat's on my mom","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: This Life I Lead\n artist: 2Pac\n album: Better Dayz (2CD)\n duration_ms: 321390\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n This m- life I lead, s-\n A hell of m- road blocks and crooked cops\n We still ride though\n What side?\n Westside\n\n I want money in large amounts, my garage full of cars that bounce\n Moving my tapes in major ways 'cause every dollar counts\n B-s is jealous and half these n-s is punks\n They running off at the mouth 'till I fill up with my p-\n They jump my a- keep them weary\n While you fronting like you Billy b-a-, n- you scary\n I been knowing you for years, we was high school peers in Junior High\n I was itchin' to k- and you was ready to die\n While you b- n-s was dying and catching cases\n B- my a- at m-s in foreign places\n Leaving no trace, they see my face and then they buried\n Them b- die in a hurry, still I ride, I'm never worried\n Mr. Makaveli tell me to ride and I'mma ride\n Pick my enemies out the crowd and m-s die\n It's not the way I wanna live, my n-, it's how it is\n Homie got into a fight last night, they k- his kids\n\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\n Collect G's, make my enemies b-\n When you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw m-s 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\n Collect G's, make my enemies b-, uh\n When you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw m-s 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n I ain't a k- but don't push me dog\n For that family, I'll send that a-\n Straight to God (What you doing n-?)\n And in this life I lead I've seen the most of my 23 years\n My v- is blurry, the money is clear\n Some of my peers eternally will sleep in a coffin (yeah, n-)\n And n- on the road I'm extremely cautious\n (Westside, man, you know how we do it)\n It happened that fast s- second your gone\n At the top of my tombstone put noble is raw\n Outlaw 'till I'm under the floor for Kadafi the prince\n I stack dough like a c- o- t- b-\n With a watch on my wrist, dawg, I know the time these days\n We Outlaws we gonna die this way\n We already in the history books, 'Pac made sure of that\n Whatever you took we taking it back\n You know it's all for the foundation Outlaws\n We still building the thug nation holler at your homie\n\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\n Collect G's, make my enemies b-\n When you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw m-s 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\n Collect G's, make my enemies b-\n When you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw m-s 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n It ain't but nothing but air between us oxygen is gettin hot\n Got a problem mo' f--a-n- kick rocks\n Now Bin Laden on the phone and the n- talking crazy\n I don't know who to blame him or Bush for k- babies\n I'm a New Jers' Devil the street created rebel\n Only got one s- to produce on every level\n This is Maximus, go to the max I must\n N-, I came from not much so money I c-\n Uh uh, Napolean the strength of strong arm\n With a d- they whistle and ride I put a move up on\n I'm a hardcore product of the ghetto\n Been blessed for sure to eat from out the ghetto\n I maneuver in the right lane quick to push back lanes\n Switch it to the left lane, I play with my hands\n And I'm plotting on the fortune, it's getting hot and scorching\n I'm thinking like a scorpion that torturing an enemy\n\n In this life I lead\n I fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\n Collect G's, make my enemies b-\n When you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw m-s 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\n Collect G's, make my enemies b-\n When you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw m-s 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n Now with this Outlaw lifestyle that I've been introduced to\n Money and h-s keep us closer to Lucifer (What's up, Kurupt?)\n Steady seducing us and I'm all for it\n This' the life for me and the law can't spoil it (right)\n So you can call it what the f- you want\n But I'm a baller a- with a s--off p- (n-)\n My mamma ain't raise no punk and even dead 'Pac\n So when I jump off I breathe for Y-\n Been puttin in work so I walk with a bop\n And it safe at home so I sleep with a g- (no mistakes)\n Thug living, ugh, what the f- would be better\n I do my dirt with the family so we dying together\n\n We on a mission for mo' gangster s- on you h-s\n We ain't f- with you lawyers crossing n-s up out there dough\n Trying to live Godzilla Edi went from a bad boy\n To a anybody k-, look out\n Wanted, man, g-s in hand stand firm\n Nuts are my pride now lets burn\n Bound and profound going down swinging\n Holding my ground, now we the last ones breathing\n No stopping till we eating deep in the trenches\n So many k-s, it's s-\n So in this life I lead I stay protected\n My god my squad and this thing in my palm\n Now all my h- m-s get your money, sing along\n\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\n Collect G's, make my enemies b-\n When you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw m-s 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\n Collect G's, make my enemies b-\n When you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw m-s 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n This m- life I lead, n-\n You know what time it is\n Westside, Death Row (Dogg Pound)\n Everybody k-\n Bad b- k-, So So Def k-\n Anybody k-\n F- all y'all n-s\n If it ain't Westside n-, it ain't 'Pac\n That's on my mom\n"},{"id":18807997,"name":"This Life I Lead","trackName":"This Life I Lead","artistName":"2Pac","albumName":"Makaveli - Only God Can Judge Me","duration":158.406531,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"This motherfucking life I lead, shit\nA hell of motherfucking road blocks and crooked cops\nWe still ride though\nWhat side?\nWestside\n\n(Verse 1: Tupac)\n\nI want money in large amounts my garage full of cars that bounce\nMoving my tapes in major ways cause every dollar counts\nBusters is jealous and half these nigas is punks\nThey running off at the mouth 'til I fill up with my pump\nThey jump my automatic keep them weary\nWhile you fronting like you Billy bad ass nigga you scary\nI been knowing you for years we was high school peers iIn Junior High\nI was itchin' to kill and you was ready to die\nWhile you bullshitting niggas was dying and catching cases\nBusting my automatics at motherfuckers in foreign places\nLeaving no trace they see my face and then they buried\nThem bitches die in a hurry still I ride I'm never worried\nMr. Makaveli tell me to ride and I'ma ride\nPick my enemies out the crowd and motherfuckers die\nIt's not the way I wanna live my nigga it's how it is\nHomie got into a fight last night they killed his kids\n\n(Chorus x2)\n\nIn this life I lead fiend for currency\nGet high off weed collect g's make my enemies bleed\nWhen you see me nigga\nHolla my set\nAnd watch them ride\nOutlaw mother fuckers\n'Till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\n(Verse 2: Young Noble)\n\nI ain't a killer but don't push me dog\nFor that family I'll send that ass straight to God (what you doing nigga?)\nAnd in this life I lead I've seen the most of my 23 years\nMy vision is blurry the money is clear\nSome of my peers eternally will sleep in a coffin (yeah nigga)\nAnd noble on the road I'm extremely cautious\nIt happened that fast split second your gone\nAt the top of my tombstone put noble is raw\nOutlaw 'Till I'm under the floor for Kadafi the prince\nI stack dough like a clock on the bricks\nWith a watch on my wrist dog I know the time these days\nWe outlaws we gonna die this way\nWe already in the history books Pac made sure of that\nWhateva you took we taking it back\nYou know it's all for the foundation Outlaws\nWe still building the thug nation holler at your homie\n\n(Chorus 2x)\n\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency\nGet high off weed\nCollect g's\nMake my enemies bleed\nWhen you see me nigga\nHolla my set\nAnd watch them ride\nOutlaw mother fuckers\n'Till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\n(Verse 3: Napolean)\n\nIt ain't but nothing air between us oxygen is gettin hot\nGot a problem mo' fag ass nigga kick rocks\nNow *censored* on the phone and the nigga talking crazy\nI don't know who to blame him or *censored* for killing babies\nI'm a New Jers' Devil the street created rebel\nOnly got one shot to produce on every level\nThis is Maximus go to the max I must\nNigga I came from not much so money I clutch\nUhuh Napolean the strength of strong arm\nWith a dick they whistle and ride I put a move up on\nI'm a hardcore product of the ghetto\nBeen blessed for sure to eat from out the ghetto\nI maneuver in the right lane quick to push back lanes\nSwitch it to the left lane I play with my hands\nAnd I'm plotting on the fortune it's getting hot and scorching\nI'm thinking like a scorpion that torturing an enemy\n\n(Chorus 2x)\n\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency\nGet high off weed\nCollect g's\nMake my enemies bleed\nWhen you see me nigga\nHolla my set\nAnd watch them ride\nOutlaw mother fuckers\n'Till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\n(Verse 4)\n\nNow with this outlaw lifestyle that I've been introduced to\nMoney and hoes keep us closer to Lucifer (what's up Kurupt)\nSteady seducing us and I'm all for it\nIt's the life for me and the law cant spoil it\nSo you can call it what the fuck you want (right)\nBut I'm a baller alcoholic with a sawn-off pump (nigga)\nMy mamma ain't raise no punk and even dead Pac\nSo when I jump off I breathe for Yak\nBeen puttin in work so I walk with a bop\nAnd it safe at home so I sleep with a glock (no mistakes)\nThug living Ugh what the fuck would be better\nI do my dirt with the family so we dying together\n\n(Verse 5: Edi)\n\nWe on a mission for mo' gangster shit on you hoes\nWe ain't fucking with you lawyers crossing niggas up out there dough\nTrying to live Godzilla Edi went from a bad boy\nTo a anybody killer Look out\nWanted man guns in hand stand firm\nNuts are my pride now lets burn\nBound and profound going down swinging\nHolding my ground we the last ones breathing\nNo stopping till we eating deep in the trenches\nSo many killings it's senseless\nSo in this life I lead I stay protected\nMy god my squad and this thing in my palm\nNow all my hustling motherfuckers get your money\nSing along\n\n(Chorus x2)\n\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency\nGet high off weed\nCollect g's\nMake my enemies bleed\nWhen you see me nigga\nHolla my set\nAnd watch them ride\nOutlaw mother fuckers\n'Till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\nThis motherfucking life I lead nigga\nYou know what time it is\nWestside\nDeathrow\nDogg Pound\nEverybody killer\nBad boy killer\n? Killer\nAnybody killer\nFuck all y'all niggas\nIf it ain't Westside nigga it ain't Pac\nThat's on my momma","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.58] This motherfucking life I lead, shit\n[00:03.04] A hell of motherfucking road blocks and crooked cops\n[00:06.48] We still ride though\n[00:08.14] What side?\n[00:09.34] Westside\n[00:10.69] (Verse 1: Tupac)\n[00:11.09] I want money in large amounts my garage full of cars that bounce\n[00:14.15] Moving my tapes in major ways cause every dollar counts\n[00:16.65] Busters is jealous and half these nigas is punks\n[00:19.21] They running off at the mouth 'til I fill up with my pump\n[00:21.53] They jump my automatic keep them weary\n[00:23.76] While you fronting like you Billy bad ass nigga you scary\n[00:26.25] I been knowing you for years we was high school peers iIn Junior High\n[00:28.85] I was itchin' to kill and you was ready to die\n[00:32.20] While you bullshitting niggas was dying and catching cases\n[00:34.87] Busting my automatics at motherfuckers in foreign places\n[00:37.71] Leaving no trace they see my face and then they buried\n[00:40.40] Them bitches die in a hurry still I ride I'm never worried\n[00:42.76] Mr. Makaveli tell me to ride and I'ma ride\n[00:45.38] Pick my enemies out the crowd and motherfuckers die\n[00:47.97] It's not the way I wanna live my nigga it's how it is\n[00:50.62] Homie got into a fight last night they killed his kids\n[00:53.32] (Chorus x2)\n[00:54.37] In this life I lead fiend for currency\n[00:55.96] Get high off weed collect g's make my enemies bleed\n[00:58.34] When you see me nigga\n[01:00.16] Holla my set\n[01:00.71] And watch them ride\n[01:01.66] Outlaw mother fuckers\n[01:02.68] 'Till we die\n[01:03.26] In this life I lead\n[01:04.35] (Verse 2: Young Noble)\n[01:15.63] I ain't a killer but don't push me dog\n[01:16.75] For that family I'll send that ass straight to God (what you doing nigga?)\n[01:20.30] And in this life I lead I've seen the most of my 23 years\n[01:22.58] My vision is blurry the money is clear\n[01:24.84] Some of my peers eternally will sleep in a coffin (yeah nigga)\n[01:27.79] And noble on the road I'm extremely cautious\n[01:30.23] It happened that fast split second your gone\n[01:32.98] At the top of my tombstone put noble is raw\n[01:35.31] Outlaw 'Till I'm under the floor for Kadafi the prince\n[01:38.46] I stack dough like a clock on the bricks\n[01:40.65] With a watch on my wrist dog I know the time these days\n[01:43.66] We outlaws we gonna die this way\n[01:45.82] We already in the history books Pac made sure of that\n[01:48.95] Whateva you took we taking it back\n[01:51.23] You know it's all for the foundation Outlaws\n[01:53.82] We still building the thug nation holler at your homie\n[01:56.54] (Chorus 2x)\n[01:58.00] In this life I lead\n[01:58.70] Fiend for currency\n[01:59.31] Get high off weed\n[01:59.92] Collect g's\n[02:00.63] Make my enemies bleed\n[02:01.79] When you see me nigga\n[02:03.18] Holla my set\n[02:03.67] And watch them ride\n[02:04.35] Outlaw mother fuckers\n[02:05.10] 'Till we die\n[02:06.53] In this life I lead\n[02:07.54] (Verse 3: Napolean)\n[02:12.96] It ain't but nothing air between us oxygen is gettin hot\n[02:20.19] Got a problem mo' fag ass nigga kick rocks\n[02:22.88] Now *censored* on the phone and the nigga talking crazy\n[02:25.60] I don't know who to blame him or *censored* for killing babies\n[02:28.49] I'm a New Jers' Devil the street created rebel\n[02:30.56] Only got one shot to produce on every level\n[02:33.54] This is Maximus go to the max I must\n[02:35.89] Nigga I came from not much so money I clutch\n[02:38.59] Uhuh Napolean the strength of strong arm\n[02:41.13] With a dick they whistle and ride I put a move up on\n[02:43.80] I'm a hardcore product of the ghetto\n[02:46.76] Been blessed for sure to eat from out the ghetto\n[02:49.29] I maneuver in the right lane quick to push back lanes\n[02:52.17] Switch it to the left lane I play with my hands\n[02:54.59] And I'm plotting on the fortune it's getting hot and scorching\n[02:57.24] I'm thinking like a scorpion that torturing an enemy\n[02:59.90] (Chorus 2x)\n[03:00.91] In this life I lead\n[03:01.39] Fiend for currency\n[03:02.31] Get high off weed\n[03:02.92] Collect g's\n[03:03.60] Make my enemies bleed\n[03:05.13] When you see me nigga\n[03:06.65] Holla my set\n[03:07.10] And watch them ride\n[03:08.02] Outlaw mother fuckers\n[03:08.62] 'Till we die\n[03:09.35] In this life I lead\n[03:09.92] (Verse 4)\n[03:11.06] Now with this outlaw lifestyle that I've been introduced to\n[03:23.40] Money and hoes keep us closer to Lucifer (what's up Kurupt)\n[03:26.69] Steady seducing us and I'm all for it\n[03:29.05] It's the life for me and the law cant spoil it\n[03:31.38] So you can call it what the fuck you want (right)\n[03:33.89] But I'm a baller alcoholic with a sawn-off pump (nigga)\n[03:36.15] My mamma ain't raise no punk and even dead Pac\n[03:39.64] So when I jump off I breathe for Yak\n[03:41.94] Been puttin in work so I walk with a bop\n[03:44.54] And it safe at home so I sleep with a glock (no mistakes)\n[03:47.44] Thug living Ugh what the fuck would be better\n[03:49.78] I do my dirt with the family so we dying together\n[03:52.24] (Verse 5: Edi)\n[03:53.01] We on a mission for mo' gangster shit on you hoes\n[03:54.97] We ain't fucking with you lawyers crossing niggas up out there dough\n[03:57.92] Trying to live Godzilla Edi went from a bad boy\n[04:01.02] To a anybody killer Look out\n[04:03.34] Wanted man guns in hand stand firm\n[04:06.36] Nuts are my pride now lets burn\n[04:08.37] Bound and profound going down swinging\n[04:10.89] Holding my ground we the last ones breathing\n[04:12.98] No stopping till we eating deep in the trenches\n[04:15.02] So many killings it's senseless\n[04:16.72] So in this life I lead I stay protected\n[04:18.88] My god my squad and this thing in my palm\n[04:21.28] Now all my hustling motherfuckers get your money\n[04:23.41] Sing along\n[04:24.30] (Chorus x2)\n[04:24.96] In this life I lead\n[04:25.44] Fiend for currency\n[04:26.47] Get high off weed\n[04:27.22] Collect g's\n[04:28.15] Make my enemies bleed\n[04:29.26] When you see me nigga\n[04:30.69] Holla my set\n[04:31.27] And watch them ride\n[04:31.86] Outlaw mother fuckers\n[04:32.78] 'Till we die\n[04:33.66] In this life I lead\n[04:35.02] This motherfucking life I lead nigga\n[04:49.11] You know what time it is\n[04:51.05] Westside\n[04:52.04] Deathrow\n[04:53.29] Dogg Pound\n[04:55.75] Everybody killer\n[04:55.99] Bad boy killer\n[04:58.02] ? Killer\n[04:59.48] Anybody killer\n[05:00.23] Fuck all y'all niggas\n[05:03.58] If it ain't Westside nigga it ain't Pac\n[05:05.26] That's on my momma\n[05:06.73] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: This Life I Lead\n artist: 2Pac\n album: Makaveli - Only God Can Judge Me\n duration_ms: 158407\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: This motherfucking life I lead, shit\n start_ms: 580\n end_ms: 3040\n- text: A hell of motherfucking road blocks and crooked cops\n start_ms: 3040\n end_ms: 6480\n- text: We still ride though\n start_ms: 6480\n end_ms: 8140\n- text: What side?\n start_ms: 8140\n end_ms: 9340\n- text: Westside\n start_ms: 9340\n end_ms: 10690\n- text: '(Verse 1: Tupac)'\n start_ms: 10690\n end_ms: 11090\n- text: I want money in large amounts my garage full of cars that bounce\n start_ms: 11090\n end_ms: 14150\n- text: Moving my tapes in major ways cause every dollar counts\n start_ms: 14150\n end_ms: 16650\n- text: Busters is jealous and half these nigas is 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end_ms: 103660\n- text: We outlaws we gonna die this way\n start_ms: 103660\n end_ms: 105820\n- text: We already in the history books Pac made sure of that\n start_ms: 105820\n end_ms: 108950\n- text: Whateva you took we taking it back\n start_ms: 108950\n end_ms: 111230\n- text: You know it's all for the foundation Outlaws\n start_ms: 111230\n end_ms: 113820\n- text: We still building the thug nation holler at your homie\n start_ms: 113820\n end_ms: 116540\n- text: (Chorus 2x)\n start_ms: 116540\n end_ms: 118000\n- text: In this life I lead\n start_ms: 118000\n end_ms: 118700\n- text: Fiend for currency\n start_ms: 118700\n end_ms: 119310\n- text: Get high off weed\n start_ms: 119310\n end_ms: 119920\n- text: Collect g's\n start_ms: 119920\n end_ms: 120630\n- text: Make my enemies bleed\n start_ms: 120630\n end_ms: 121790\n- text: When you see me nigga\n start_ms: 121790\n end_ms: 123180\n- text: Holla my set\n start_ms: 123180\n end_ms: 123670\n- text: And watch them ride\n start_ms: 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high off weed\n start_ms: 182310\n end_ms: 182920\n- text: Collect g's\n start_ms: 182920\n end_ms: 183600\n- text: Make my enemies bleed\n start_ms: 183600\n end_ms: 185130\n- text: When you see me nigga\n start_ms: 185130\n end_ms: 186650\n- text: Holla my set\n start_ms: 186650\n end_ms: 187100\n- text: And watch them ride\n start_ms: 187100\n end_ms: 188020\n- text: Outlaw mother fuckers\n start_ms: 188020\n end_ms: 188620\n- text: '''Till we die'\n start_ms: 188620\n end_ms: 189350\n- text: In this life I lead\n start_ms: 189350\n end_ms: 189920\n- text: (Verse 4)\n start_ms: 189920\n end_ms: 191060\n- text: Now with this outlaw lifestyle that I've been introduced to\n start_ms: 191060\n end_ms: 203400\n- text: Money and hoes keep us closer to Lucifer (what's up Kurupt)\n start_ms: 203400\n end_ms: 206690\n- text: Steady seducing us and I'm all for it\n start_ms: 206690\n end_ms: 209050\n- text: It's the life for me and the law cant spoil it\n start_ms: 209050\n end_ms: 211380\n- text: So you can call it what the fuck you want (right)\n start_ms: 211380\n end_ms: 213890\n- text: But I'm a baller alcoholic with a sawn-off pump (nigga)\n start_ms: 213890\n end_ms: 216150\n- text: My mamma ain't raise no punk and even dead Pac\n start_ms: 216150\n end_ms: 219640\n- text: So when I jump off I breathe for Yak\n start_ms: 219640\n end_ms: 221940\n- text: Been puttin in work so I walk with a bop\n start_ms: 221940\n end_ms: 224540\n- text: And it safe at home so I sleep with a glock (no mistakes)\n start_ms: 224540\n end_ms: 227440\n- text: Thug living Ugh what the fuck would be better\n start_ms: 227440\n end_ms: 229780\n- text: I do my dirt with the family so we dying together\n start_ms: 229780\n end_ms: 232240\n- text: '(Verse 5: Edi)'\n start_ms: 232240\n end_ms: 233010\n- text: We on a mission for mo' gangster shit on you hoes\n start_ms: 233010\n end_ms: 234970\n- text: We ain't fucking with you lawyers crossing niggas up out there dough\n start_ms: 234970\n end_ms: 237920\n- text: Trying to live Godzilla Edi went from a bad boy\n start_ms: 237920\n end_ms: 241020\n- text: To a anybody killer Look out\n start_ms: 241020\n end_ms: 243340\n- text: Wanted man guns in hand stand firm\n start_ms: 243340\n end_ms: 246360\n- text: Nuts are my pride now lets burn\n start_ms: 246360\n end_ms: 248370\n- text: Bound and profound going down swinging\n start_ms: 248370\n end_ms: 250890\n- text: Holding my ground we the last ones breathing\n start_ms: 250890\n end_ms: 252980\n- text: No stopping till we eating deep in the trenches\n start_ms: 252980\n end_ms: 255020\n- text: So many killings it's senseless\n start_ms: 255020\n end_ms: 256720\n- text: So in this life I lead I stay protected\n start_ms: 256720\n end_ms: 258880\n- text: My god my squad and this thing in my palm\n start_ms: 258880\n end_ms: 261280\n- text: Now all my hustling motherfuckers get your money\n start_ms: 261280\n end_ms: 263410\n- text: Sing along\n start_ms: 263410\n end_ms: 264300\n- text: (Chorus x2)\n start_ms: 264300\n end_ms: 264960\n- text: In this life I lead\n start_ms: 264960\n end_ms: 265440\n- text: Fiend for currency\n start_ms: 265440\n end_ms: 266470\n- text: Get high off weed\n start_ms: 266470\n end_ms: 267220\n- text: Collect g's\n start_ms: 267220\n end_ms: 268150\n- text: Make my enemies bleed\n start_ms: 268150\n end_ms: 269260\n- text: When you see me nigga\n start_ms: 269260\n end_ms: 270690\n- text: Holla my set\n start_ms: 270690\n end_ms: 271270\n- text: And watch them ride\n start_ms: 271270\n end_ms: 271860\n- text: Outlaw mother fuckers\n start_ms: 271860\n end_ms: 272780\n- text: '''Till we die'\n start_ms: 272780\n end_ms: 273660\n- text: In this life I lead\n start_ms: 273660\n end_ms: 275020\n- text: This motherfucking life I lead nigga\n start_ms: 275020\n end_ms: 289110\n- text: You know what time it is\n start_ms: 289110\n end_ms: 291050\n- text: Westside\n start_ms: 291050\n end_ms: 292040\n- text: Deathrow\n start_ms: 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Killer'\n start_ms: 298020\n end_ms: 299480\n- text: Anybody killer\n start_ms: 299480\n end_ms: 300230\n- text: Fuck all y'all niggas\n start_ms: 300230\n end_ms: 303580\n- text: If it ain't Westside nigga it ain't Pac\n start_ms: 303580\n end_ms: 305260\n- text: That's on my momma\n start_ms: 305260\n end_ms: 306730\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 306730\nplain: |-\n This motherfucking life I lead, shit\n A hell of motherfucking road blocks and crooked cops\n We still ride though\n What side?\n Westside\n\n (Verse 1: Tupac)\n\n I want money in large amounts my garage full of cars that bounce\n Moving my tapes in major ways cause every dollar counts\n Busters is jealous and half these nigas is punks\n They running off at the mouth 'til I fill up with my pump\n They jump my automatic keep them weary\n While you fronting like you Billy bad ass nigga you scary\n I been knowing you for years we was high school peers iIn Junior High\n I was itchin' to kill and you was ready to die\n While you bullshitting niggas was dying and catching cases\n Busting my automatics at motherfuckers in foreign places\n Leaving no trace they see my face and then they buried\n Them bitches die in a hurry still I ride I'm never worried\n Mr. Makaveli tell me to ride and I'ma ride\n Pick my enemies out the crowd and motherfuckers die\n It's not the way I wanna live my nigga it's how it is\n Homie got into a fight last night they killed his kids\n\n (Chorus x2)\n\n In this life I lead fiend for currency\n Get high off weed collect g's make my enemies bleed\n When you see me nigga\n Holla my set\n And watch them ride\n Outlaw mother fuckers\n 'Till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n (Verse 2: Young Noble)\n\n I ain't a killer but don't push me dog\n For that family I'll send that ass straight to God (what you doing nigga?)\n And in this life I lead I've seen the most of my 23 years\n My vision is blurry the money is clear\n Some of my peers eternally will sleep in a coffin (yeah nigga)\n And noble on the road I'm extremely cautious\n It happened that fast split second your gone\n At the top of my tombstone put noble is raw\n Outlaw 'Till I'm under the floor for Kadafi the prince\n I stack dough like a clock on the bricks\n With a watch on my wrist dog I know the time these days\n We outlaws we gonna die this way\n We already in the history books Pac made sure of that\n Whateva you took we taking it back\n You know it's all for the foundation Outlaws\n We still building the thug nation holler at your homie\n\n (Chorus 2x)\n\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency\n Get high off weed\n Collect g's\n Make my enemies bleed\n When you see me nigga\n Holla my set\n And watch them ride\n Outlaw mother fuckers\n 'Till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n (Verse 3: Napolean)\n\n It ain't but nothing air between us oxygen is gettin hot\n Got a problem mo' fag ass nigga kick rocks\n Now *censored* on the phone and the nigga talking crazy\n I don't know who to blame him or *censored* for killing babies\n I'm a New Jers' Devil the street created rebel\n Only got one shot to produce on every level\n This is Maximus go to the max I must\n Nigga I came from not much so money I clutch\n Uhuh Napolean the strength of strong arm\n With a dick they whistle and ride I put a move up on\n I'm a hardcore product of the ghetto\n Been blessed for sure to eat from out the ghetto\n I maneuver in the right lane quick to push back lanes\n Switch it to the left lane I play with my hands\n And I'm plotting on the fortune it's getting hot and scorching\n I'm thinking like a scorpion that torturing an enemy\n\n (Chorus 2x)\n\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency\n Get high off weed\n Collect g's\n Make my enemies bleed\n When you see me nigga\n Holla my set\n And watch them ride\n Outlaw mother fuckers\n 'Till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n (Verse 4)\n\n Now with this outlaw lifestyle that I've been introduced to\n Money and hoes keep us closer to Lucifer (what's up Kurupt)\n Steady seducing us and I'm all for it\n It's the life for me and the law cant spoil it\n So you can call it what the fuck you want (right)\n But I'm a baller alcoholic with a sawn-off pump (nigga)\n My mamma ain't raise no punk and even dead Pac\n So when I jump off I breathe for Yak\n Been puttin in work so I walk with a bop\n And it safe at home so I sleep with a glock (no mistakes)\n Thug living Ugh what the fuck would be better\n I do my dirt with the family so we dying together\n\n (Verse 5: Edi)\n\n We on a mission for mo' gangster shit on you hoes\n We ain't fucking with you lawyers crossing niggas up out there dough\n Trying to live Godzilla Edi went from a bad boy\n To a anybody killer Look out\n Wanted man guns in hand stand firm\n Nuts are my pride now lets burn\n Bound and profound going down swinging\n Holding my ground we the last ones breathing\n No stopping till we eating deep in the trenches\n So many killings it's senseless\n So in this life I lead I stay protected\n My god my squad and this thing in my palm\n Now all my hustling motherfuckers get your money\n Sing along\n\n (Chorus x2)\n\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency\n Get high off weed\n Collect g's\n Make my enemies bleed\n When you see me nigga\n Holla my set\n And watch them ride\n Outlaw mother fuckers\n 'Till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n This motherfucking life I lead nigga\n You know what time it is\n Westside\n Deathrow\n Dogg Pound\n Everybody killer\n Bad boy killer\n ? Killer\n Anybody killer\n Fuck all y'all niggas\n If it ain't Westside nigga it ain't Pac\n That's on my momma\n"},{"id":20640555,"name":"This Life I Lead","trackName":"This Life I Lead","artistName":"2Pac","albumName":"Better Dayz [Disc 2 of 2]","duration":321.333333,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"This motherfucking life I lead, shit\nA hell of motherfucking road blocks and crooked cops\nWe still ride though\nWhat side?\nWestside\n\n(Verse 1: Tupac)\n\nI want money in large amounts my garage full of cars that bounce\nMoving my tapes in major ways cause every dollar counts\nBusters is jealous and half these nigas is punks\nThey running off at the mouth 'til I fill up with my pump\nThey jump my automatic keep them weary\nWhile you fronting like you Billy bad ass nigga you scary\nI been knowing you for years we was high school peers iIn Junior High\nI was itchin' to kill and you was ready to die\nWhile you bullshitting niggas was dying and catching cases\nBusting my automatics at motherfuckers in foreign places\nLeaving no trace they see my face and then they buried\nThem bitches die in a hurry still I ride I'm never worried\nMr. Makaveli tell me to ride and I'ma ride\nPick my enemies out the crowd and motherfuckers die\nIt's not the way I wanna live my nigga it's how it is\nHomie got into a fight last night they killed his kids\n\n(Chorus x2)\n\nIn this life I lead fiend for currency\nGet high off weed collect g's make my enemies bleed\nWhen you see me nigga\nHolla my set\nAnd watch them ride\nOutlaw mother fuckers\n'Till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\n(Verse 2: Young Noble)\n\nI ain't a killer but don't push me dog\nFor that family I'll send that ass straight to God (what you doing nigga?)\nAnd in this life I lead I've seen the most of my 23 years\nMy vision is blurry the money is clear\nSome of my peers eternally will sleep in a coffin (yeah nigga)\nAnd noble on the road I'm extremely cautious\nIt happened that fast split second your gone\nAt the top of my tombstone put noble is raw\nOutlaw 'Till I'm under the floor for Kadafi the prince\nI stack dough like a clock on the bricks\nWith a watch on my wrist dog I know the time these days\nWe outlaws we gonna die this way\nWe already in the history books Pac made sure of that\nWhateva you took we taking it back\nYou know it's all for the foundation Outlaws\nWe still building the thug nation holler at your homie\n\n(Chorus 2x)\n\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency\nGet high off weed\nCollect g's\nMake my enemies bleed\nWhen you see me nigga\nHolla my set\nAnd watch them ride\nOutlaw mother fuckers\n'Till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\n(Verse 3: Napolean)\n\nIt ain't but nothing air between us oxygen is gettin hot\nGot a problem mo' fag ass nigga kick rocks\nNow *censored* on the phone and the nigga talking crazy\nI don't know who to blame him or *censored* for killing babies\nI'm a New Jers' Devil the street created rebel\nOnly got one shot to produce on every level\nThis is Maximus go to the max I must\nNigga I came from not much so money I clutch\nUhuh Napolean the strength of strong arm\nWith a dick they whistle and ride I put a move up on\nI'm a hardcore product of the ghetto\nBeen blessed for sure to eat from out the ghetto\nI maneuver in the right lane quick to push back lanes\nSwitch it to the left lane I play with my hands\nAnd I'm plotting on the fortune it's getting hot and scorching\nI'm thinking like a scorpion that torturing an enemy\n\n(Chorus 2x)\n\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency\nGet high off weed\nCollect g's\nMake my enemies bleed\nWhen you see me nigga\nHolla my set\nAnd watch them ride\nOutlaw mother fuckers\n'Till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\n(Verse 4)\n\nNow with this outlaw lifestyle that I've been introduced to\nMoney and hoes keep us closer to Lucifer (what's up Kurupt)\nSteady seducing us and I'm all for it\nIt's the life for me and the law cant spoil it\nSo you can call it what the fuck you want (right)\nBut I'm a baller alcoholic with a sawn-off pump (nigga)\nMy mamma ain't raise no punk and even dead Pac\nSo when I jump off I breathe for Yak\nBeen puttin in work so I walk with a bop\nAnd it safe at home so I sleep with a glock (no mistakes)\nThug living Ugh what the fuck would be better\nI do my dirt with the family so we dying together\n\n(Verse 5: Edi)\n\nWe on a mission for mo' gangster shit on you hoes\nWe ain't fucking with you lawyers crossing niggas up out there dough\nTrying to live Godzilla Edi went from a bad boy\nTo a anybody killer Look out\nWanted man guns in hand stand firm\nNuts are my pride now lets burn\nBound and profound going down swinging\nHolding my ground we the last ones breathing\nNo stopping till we eating deep in the trenches\nSo many killings it's senseless\nSo in this life I lead I stay protected\nMy god my squad and this thing in my palm\nNow all my hustling motherfuckers get your money\nSing along\n\n(Chorus x2)\n\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency\nGet high off weed\nCollect g's\nMake my enemies bleed\nWhen you see me nigga\nHolla my set\nAnd watch them ride\nOutlaw mother fuckers\n'Till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\nThis motherfucking life I lead nigga\nYou know what time it is\nWestside\nDeathrow\nDogg Pound\nEverybody killer\nBad boy killer\n? Killer\nAnybody killer\nFuck all y'all niggas\nIf it ain't Westside nigga it ain't Pac\nThat's on my momma","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.58] This motherfucking life I lead, shit\n[00:03.04] A hell of motherfucking road blocks and crooked cops\n[00:06.48] We still ride though\n[00:08.14] What side?\n[00:09.34] Westside\n[00:10.69] (Verse 1: Tupac)\n[00:11.09] I want money in large amounts my garage full of cars that bounce\n[00:14.15] Moving my tapes in major ways cause every dollar counts\n[00:16.65] Busters is jealous and half these nigas is punks\n[00:19.21] They running off at the mouth 'til I fill up with my pump\n[00:21.53] They jump my automatic keep them weary\n[00:23.76] While you fronting like you Billy bad ass nigga you scary\n[00:26.25] I been knowing you for years we was high school peers iIn Junior High\n[00:28.85] I was itchin' to kill and you was ready to die\n[00:32.20] While you bullshitting niggas was dying and catching cases\n[00:34.87] Busting my automatics at motherfuckers in foreign places\n[00:37.71] Leaving no trace they see my face and then they buried\n[00:40.40] Them bitches die in a hurry still I ride I'm never worried\n[00:42.76] Mr. Makaveli tell me to ride and I'ma ride\n[00:45.38] Pick my enemies out the crowd and motherfuckers die\n[00:47.97] It's not the way I wanna live my nigga it's how it is\n[00:50.62] Homie got into a fight last night they killed his kids\n[00:53.32] (Chorus x2)\n[00:54.37] In this life I lead fiend for currency\n[00:55.96] Get high off weed collect g's make my enemies bleed\n[00:58.34] When you see me nigga\n[01:00.16] Holla my set\n[01:00.71] And watch them ride\n[01:01.66] Outlaw mother fuckers\n[01:02.68] 'Till we die\n[01:03.26] In this life I lead\n[01:04.35] (Verse 2: Young Noble)\n[01:15.63] I ain't a killer but don't push me dog\n[01:16.75] For that family I'll send that ass straight to God (what you doing nigga?)\n[01:20.30] And in this life I lead I've seen the most of my 23 years\n[01:22.58] My vision is blurry the money is clear\n[01:24.84] Some of my peers eternally will sleep in a coffin (yeah nigga)\n[01:27.79] And noble on the road I'm extremely cautious\n[01:30.23] It happened that fast split second your gone\n[01:32.98] At the top of my tombstone put noble is raw\n[01:35.31] Outlaw 'Till I'm under the floor for Kadafi the prince\n[01:38.46] I stack dough like a clock on the bricks\n[01:40.65] With a watch on my wrist dog I know the time these days\n[01:43.66] We outlaws we gonna die this way\n[01:45.82] We already in the history books Pac made sure of that\n[01:48.95] Whateva you took we taking it back\n[01:51.23] You know it's all for the foundation Outlaws\n[01:53.82] We still building the thug nation holler at your homie\n[01:56.54] (Chorus 2x)\n[01:58.00] In this life I lead\n[01:58.70] Fiend for currency\n[01:59.31] Get high off weed\n[01:59.92] Collect g's\n[02:00.63] Make my enemies bleed\n[02:01.79] When you see me nigga\n[02:03.18] Holla my set\n[02:03.67] And watch them ride\n[02:04.35] Outlaw mother fuckers\n[02:05.10] 'Till we die\n[02:06.53] In this life I lead\n[02:07.54] (Verse 3: Napolean)\n[02:12.96] It ain't but nothing air between us oxygen is gettin hot\n[02:20.19] Got a problem mo' fag ass nigga kick rocks\n[02:22.88] Now *censored* on the phone and the nigga talking crazy\n[02:25.60] I don't know who to blame him or *censored* for killing babies\n[02:28.49] I'm a New Jers' Devil the street created rebel\n[02:30.56] Only got one shot to produce on every level\n[02:33.54] This is Maximus go to the max I must\n[02:35.89] Nigga I came from not much so money I clutch\n[02:38.59] Uhuh Napolean the strength of strong arm\n[02:41.13] With a dick they whistle and ride I put a move up on\n[02:43.80] I'm a hardcore product of the ghetto\n[02:46.76] Been blessed for sure to eat from out the ghetto\n[02:49.29] I maneuver in the right lane quick to push back lanes\n[02:52.17] Switch it to the left lane I play with my hands\n[02:54.59] And I'm plotting on the fortune it's getting hot and scorching\n[02:57.24] I'm thinking like a scorpion that torturing an enemy\n[02:59.90] (Chorus 2x)\n[03:00.91] In this life I lead\n[03:01.39] Fiend for currency\n[03:02.31] Get high off weed\n[03:02.92] Collect g's\n[03:03.60] Make my enemies bleed\n[03:05.13] When you see me nigga\n[03:06.65] Holla my set\n[03:07.10] And watch them ride\n[03:08.02] Outlaw mother fuckers\n[03:08.62] 'Till we die\n[03:09.35] In this life I lead\n[03:09.92] (Verse 4)\n[03:11.06] Now with this outlaw lifestyle that I've been introduced to\n[03:23.40] Money and hoes keep us closer to Lucifer (what's up Kurupt)\n[03:26.69] Steady seducing us and I'm all for it\n[03:29.05] It's the life for me and the law cant spoil it\n[03:31.38] So you can call it what the fuck you want (right)\n[03:33.89] But I'm a baller alcoholic with a sawn-off pump (nigga)\n[03:36.15] My mamma ain't raise no punk and even dead Pac\n[03:39.64] So when I jump off I breathe for Yak\n[03:41.94] Been puttin in work so I walk with a bop\n[03:44.54] And it safe at home so I sleep with a glock (no mistakes)\n[03:47.44] Thug living Ugh what the fuck would be better\n[03:49.78] I do my dirt with the family so we dying together\n[03:52.24] (Verse 5: Edi)\n[03:53.01] We on a mission for mo' gangster shit on you hoes\n[03:54.97] We ain't fucking with you lawyers crossing niggas up out there dough\n[03:57.92] Trying to live Godzilla Edi went from a bad boy\n[04:01.02] To a anybody killer Look out\n[04:03.34] Wanted man guns in hand stand firm\n[04:06.36] Nuts are my pride now lets burn\n[04:08.37] Bound and profound going down swinging\n[04:10.89] Holding my ground we the last ones breathing\n[04:12.98] No stopping till we eating deep in the trenches\n[04:15.02] So many killings it's senseless\n[04:16.72] So in this life I lead I stay protected\n[04:18.88] My god my squad and this thing in my palm\n[04:21.28] Now all my hustling motherfuckers get your money\n[04:23.41] Sing along\n[04:24.30] (Chorus x2)\n[04:24.96] In this life I lead\n[04:25.44] Fiend for currency\n[04:26.47] Get high off weed\n[04:27.22] Collect g's\n[04:28.15] Make my enemies bleed\n[04:29.26] When you see me nigga\n[04:30.69] Holla my set\n[04:31.27] And watch them ride\n[04:31.86] Outlaw mother fuckers\n[04:32.78] 'Till we die\n[04:33.66] In this life I lead\n[04:35.02] This motherfucking life I lead nigga\n[04:49.11] You know what time it is\n[04:51.05] Westside\n[04:52.04] Deathrow\n[04:53.29] Dogg Pound\n[04:55.75] Everybody killer\n[04:55.99] Bad boy killer\n[04:58.02] ? Killer\n[04:59.48] Anybody killer\n[05:00.23] Fuck all y'all niggas\n[05:03.58] If it ain't Westside nigga it ain't Pac\n[05:05.26] That's on my momma\n[05:06.73] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: This Life I Lead\n artist: 2Pac\n album: Better Dayz [Disc 2 of 2]\n duration_ms: 321333\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: This motherfucking life I lead, shit\n start_ms: 580\n end_ms: 3040\n- text: A hell of motherfucking road blocks and crooked cops\n start_ms: 3040\n end_ms: 6480\n- text: We still ride though\n start_ms: 6480\n end_ms: 8140\n- text: What side?\n start_ms: 8140\n end_ms: 9340\n- text: Westside\n start_ms: 9340\n end_ms: 10690\n- text: '(Verse 1: Tupac)'\n start_ms: 10690\n end_ms: 11090\n- text: I want money in large amounts my garage full of cars that bounce\n start_ms: 11090\n end_ms: 14150\n- text: Moving my tapes in major ways cause every dollar counts\n start_ms: 14150\n end_ms: 16650\n- text: Busters is jealous and half these nigas is punks\n 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text: So you can call it what the fuck you want (right)\n start_ms: 211380\n end_ms: 213890\n- text: But I'm a baller alcoholic with a sawn-off pump (nigga)\n start_ms: 213890\n end_ms: 216150\n- text: My mamma ain't raise no punk and even dead Pac\n start_ms: 216150\n end_ms: 219640\n- text: So when I jump off I breathe for Yak\n start_ms: 219640\n end_ms: 221940\n- text: Been puttin in work so I walk with a bop\n start_ms: 221940\n end_ms: 224540\n- text: And it safe at home so I sleep with a glock (no mistakes)\n start_ms: 224540\n end_ms: 227440\n- text: Thug living Ugh what the fuck would be better\n start_ms: 227440\n end_ms: 229780\n- text: I do my dirt with the family so we dying together\n start_ms: 229780\n end_ms: 232240\n- text: '(Verse 5: Edi)'\n start_ms: 232240\n end_ms: 233010\n- text: We on a mission for mo' gangster shit on you hoes\n start_ms: 233010\n end_ms: 234970\n- text: We ain't fucking with you lawyers crossing niggas up out there dough\n start_ms: 234970\n end_ms: 237920\n- text: Trying to live Godzilla Edi went from a bad boy\n start_ms: 237920\n end_ms: 241020\n- text: To a anybody killer Look out\n start_ms: 241020\n end_ms: 243340\n- text: Wanted man guns in hand stand firm\n start_ms: 243340\n end_ms: 246360\n- text: Nuts are my pride now lets burn\n start_ms: 246360\n end_ms: 248370\n- text: Bound and profound going down swinging\n start_ms: 248370\n end_ms: 250890\n- text: Holding my ground we the last ones breathing\n start_ms: 250890\n end_ms: 252980\n- text: No stopping till we eating deep in the trenches\n start_ms: 252980\n end_ms: 255020\n- text: So many killings it's senseless\n start_ms: 255020\n end_ms: 256720\n- text: So in this life I lead I stay protected\n start_ms: 256720\n end_ms: 258880\n- text: My god my squad and this thing in my palm\n start_ms: 258880\n end_ms: 261280\n- text: Now all my hustling motherfuckers get your money\n start_ms: 261280\n end_ms: 263410\n- text: Sing along\n start_ms: 263410\n end_ms: 264300\n- text: (Chorus x2)\n start_ms: 264300\n end_ms: 264960\n- text: In this life I lead\n start_ms: 264960\n end_ms: 265440\n- text: Fiend for currency\n start_ms: 265440\n end_ms: 266470\n- text: Get high off weed\n start_ms: 266470\n end_ms: 267220\n- text: Collect g's\n start_ms: 267220\n end_ms: 268150\n- text: Make my enemies bleed\n start_ms: 268150\n end_ms: 269260\n- text: When you see me nigga\n start_ms: 269260\n end_ms: 270690\n- text: Holla my set\n start_ms: 270690\n end_ms: 271270\n- text: And watch them ride\n start_ms: 271270\n end_ms: 271860\n- text: Outlaw mother fuckers\n start_ms: 271860\n end_ms: 272780\n- text: '''Till we die'\n start_ms: 272780\n end_ms: 273660\n- text: In this life I lead\n start_ms: 273660\n end_ms: 275020\n- text: This motherfucking life I lead nigga\n start_ms: 275020\n end_ms: 289110\n- text: You know what time it is\n start_ms: 289110\n end_ms: 291050\n- text: Westside\n start_ms: 291050\n end_ms: 292040\n- text: Deathrow\n start_ms: 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Killer'\n start_ms: 298020\n end_ms: 299480\n- text: Anybody killer\n start_ms: 299480\n end_ms: 300230\n- text: Fuck all y'all niggas\n start_ms: 300230\n end_ms: 303580\n- text: If it ain't Westside nigga it ain't Pac\n start_ms: 303580\n end_ms: 305260\n- text: That's on my momma\n start_ms: 305260\n end_ms: 306730\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 306730\nplain: |-\n This motherfucking life I lead, shit\n A hell of motherfucking road blocks and crooked cops\n We still ride though\n What side?\n Westside\n\n (Verse 1: Tupac)\n\n I want money in large amounts my garage full of cars that bounce\n Moving my tapes in major ways cause every dollar counts\n Busters is jealous and half these nigas is punks\n They running off at the mouth 'til I fill up with my pump\n They jump my automatic keep them weary\n While you fronting like you Billy bad ass nigga you scary\n I been knowing you for years we was high school peers iIn Junior High\n I was itchin' to kill and you was ready to die\n While you bullshitting niggas was dying and catching cases\n Busting my automatics at motherfuckers in foreign places\n Leaving no trace they see my face and then they buried\n Them bitches die in a hurry still I ride I'm never worried\n Mr. Makaveli tell me to ride and I'ma ride\n Pick my enemies out the crowd and motherfuckers die\n It's not the way I wanna live my nigga it's how it is\n Homie got into a fight last night they killed his kids\n\n (Chorus x2)\n\n In this life I lead fiend for currency\n Get high off weed collect g's make my enemies bleed\n When you see me nigga\n Holla my set\n And watch them ride\n Outlaw mother fuckers\n 'Till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n (Verse 2: Young Noble)\n\n I ain't a killer but don't push me dog\n For that family I'll send that ass straight to God (what you doing nigga?)\n And in this life I lead I've seen the most of my 23 years\n My vision is blurry the money is clear\n Some of my peers eternally will sleep in a coffin (yeah nigga)\n And noble on the road I'm extremely cautious\n It happened that fast split second your gone\n At the top of my tombstone put noble is raw\n Outlaw 'Till I'm under the floor for Kadafi the prince\n I stack dough like a clock on the bricks\n With a watch on my wrist dog I know the time these days\n We outlaws we gonna die this way\n We already in the history books Pac made sure of that\n Whateva you took we taking it back\n You know it's all for the foundation Outlaws\n We still building the thug nation holler at your homie\n\n (Chorus 2x)\n\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency\n Get high off weed\n Collect g's\n Make my enemies bleed\n When you see me nigga\n Holla my set\n And watch them ride\n Outlaw mother fuckers\n 'Till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n (Verse 3: Napolean)\n\n It ain't but nothing air between us oxygen is gettin hot\n Got a problem mo' fag ass nigga kick rocks\n Now *censored* on the phone and the nigga talking crazy\n I don't know who to blame him or *censored* for killing babies\n I'm a New Jers' Devil the street created rebel\n Only got one shot to produce on every level\n This is Maximus go to the max I must\n Nigga I came from not much so money I clutch\n Uhuh Napolean the strength of strong arm\n With a dick they whistle and ride I put a move up on\n I'm a hardcore product of the ghetto\n Been blessed for sure to eat from out the ghetto\n I maneuver in the right lane quick to push back lanes\n Switch it to the left lane I play with my hands\n And I'm plotting on the fortune it's getting hot and scorching\n I'm thinking like a scorpion that torturing an enemy\n\n (Chorus 2x)\n\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency\n Get high off weed\n Collect g's\n Make my enemies bleed\n When you see me nigga\n Holla my set\n And watch them ride\n Outlaw mother fuckers\n 'Till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n (Verse 4)\n\n Now with this outlaw lifestyle that I've been introduced to\n Money and hoes keep us closer to Lucifer (what's up Kurupt)\n Steady seducing us and I'm all for it\n It's the life for me and the law cant spoil it\n So you can call it what the fuck you want (right)\n But I'm a baller alcoholic with a sawn-off pump (nigga)\n My mamma ain't raise no punk and even dead Pac\n So when I jump off I breathe for Yak\n Been puttin in work so I walk with a bop\n And it safe at home so I sleep with a glock (no mistakes)\n Thug living Ugh what the fuck would be better\n I do my dirt with the family so we dying together\n\n (Verse 5: Edi)\n\n We on a mission for mo' gangster shit on you hoes\n We ain't fucking with you lawyers crossing niggas up out there dough\n Trying to live Godzilla Edi went from a bad boy\n To a anybody killer Look out\n Wanted man guns in hand stand firm\n Nuts are my pride now lets burn\n Bound and profound going down swinging\n Holding my ground we the last ones breathing\n No stopping till we eating deep in the trenches\n So many killings it's senseless\n So in this life I lead I stay protected\n My god my squad and this thing in my palm\n Now all my hustling motherfuckers get your money\n Sing along\n\n (Chorus x2)\n\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency\n Get high off weed\n Collect g's\n Make my enemies bleed\n When you see me nigga\n Holla my set\n And watch them ride\n Outlaw mother fuckers\n 'Till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n This motherfucking life I lead nigga\n You know what time it is\n Westside\n Deathrow\n Dogg Pound\n Everybody killer\n Bad boy killer\n ? Killer\n Anybody killer\n Fuck all y'all niggas\n If it ain't Westside nigga it ain't Pac\n That's on my momma\n"},{"id":20579931,"name":"This Life I Lead","trackName":"This Life I Lead","artistName":"2Pac","albumName":"n-Better Dayz","duration":321.387392,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"This motherfucking life I lead, shit\nA hell of motherfucking road blocks and crooked cops\nWe still ride though\nWhat side?\nWestside\n\n(Verse 1: Tupac)\n\nI want money in large amounts my garage full of cars that bounce\nMoving my tapes in major ways cause every dollar counts\nBusters is jealous and half these nigas is punks\nThey running off at the mouth 'til I fill up with my pump\nThey jump my automatic keep them weary\nWhile you fronting like you Billy bad ass nigga you scary\nI been knowing you for years we was high school peers iIn Junior High\nI was itchin' to kill and you was ready to die\nWhile you bullshitting niggas was dying and catching cases\nBusting my automatics at motherfuckers in foreign places\nLeaving no trace they see my face and then they buried\nThem bitches die in a hurry still I ride I'm never worried\nMr. Makaveli tell me to ride and I'ma ride\nPick my enemies out the crowd and motherfuckers die\nIt's not the way I wanna live my nigga it's how it is\nHomie got into a fight last night they killed his kids\n\n(Chorus x2)\n\nIn this life I lead fiend for currency\nGet high off weed collect g's make my enemies bleed\nWhen you see me nigga\nHolla my set\nAnd watch them ride\nOutlaw mother fuckers\n'Till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\n(Verse 2: Young Noble)\n\nI ain't a killer but don't push me dog\nFor that family I'll send that ass straight to God (what you doing nigga?)\nAnd in this life I lead I've seen the most of my 23 years\nMy vision is blurry the money is clear\nSome of my peers eternally will sleep in a coffin (yeah nigga)\nAnd noble on the road I'm extremely cautious\nIt happened that fast split second your gone\nAt the top of my tombstone put noble is raw\nOutlaw 'Till I'm under the floor for Kadafi the prince\nI stack dough like a clock on the bricks\nWith a watch on my wrist dog I know the time these days\nWe outlaws we gonna die this way\nWe already in the history books Pac made sure of that\nWhateva you took we taking it back\nYou know it's all for the foundation Outlaws\nWe still building the thug nation holler at your homie\n\n(Chorus 2x)\n\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency\nGet high off weed\nCollect g's\nMake my enemies bleed\nWhen you see me nigga\nHolla my set\nAnd watch them ride\nOutlaw mother fuckers\n'Till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\n(Verse 3: Napolean)\n\nIt ain't but nothing air between us oxygen is gettin hot\nGot a problem mo' fag ass nigga kick rocks\nNow *censored* on the phone and the nigga talking crazy\nI don't know who to blame him or *censored* for killing babies\nI'm a New Jers' Devil the street created rebel\nOnly got one shot to produce on every level\nThis is Maximus go to the max I must\nNigga I came from not much so money I clutch\nUhuh Napolean the strength of strong arm\nWith a dick they whistle and ride I put a move up on\nI'm a hardcore product of the ghetto\nBeen blessed for sure to eat from out the ghetto\nI maneuver in the right lane quick to push back lanes\nSwitch it to the left lane I play with my hands\nAnd I'm plotting on the fortune it's getting hot and scorching\nI'm thinking like a scorpion that torturing an enemy\n\n(Chorus 2x)\n\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency\nGet high off weed\nCollect g's\nMake my enemies bleed\nWhen you see me nigga\nHolla my set\nAnd watch them ride\nOutlaw mother fuckers\n'Till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\n(Verse 4)\n\nNow with this outlaw lifestyle that I've been introduced to\nMoney and hoes keep us closer to Lucifer (what's up Kurupt)\nSteady seducing us and I'm all for it\nIt's the life for me and the law cant spoil it\nSo you can call it what the fuck you want (right)\nBut I'm a baller alcoholic with a sawn-off pump (nigga)\nMy mamma ain't raise no punk and even dead Pac\nSo when I jump off I breathe for Yak\nBeen puttin in work so I walk with a bop\nAnd it safe at home so I sleep with a glock (no mistakes)\nThug living Ugh what the fuck would be better\nI do my dirt with the family so we dying together\n\n(Verse 5: Edi)\n\nWe on a mission for mo' gangster shit on you hoes\nWe ain't fucking with you lawyers crossing niggas up out there dough\nTrying to live Godzilla Edi went from a bad boy\nTo a anybody killer Look out\nWanted man guns in hand stand firm\nNuts are my pride now lets burn\nBound and profound going down swinging\nHolding my ground we the last ones breathing\nNo stopping till we eating deep in the trenches\nSo many killings it's senseless\nSo in this life I lead I stay protected\nMy god my squad and this thing in my palm\nNow all my hustling motherfuckers get your money\nSing along\n\n(Chorus x2)\n\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency\nGet high off weed\nCollect g's\nMake my enemies bleed\nWhen you see me nigga\nHolla my set\nAnd watch them ride\nOutlaw mother fuckers\n'Till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\nThis motherfucking life I lead nigga\nYou know what time it is\nWestside\nDeathrow\nDogg Pound\nEverybody killer\nBad boy killer\n? Killer\nAnybody killer\nFuck all y'all niggas\nIf it ain't Westside nigga it ain't Pac\nThat's on my momma","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.58] This motherfucking life I lead, shit\n[00:03.04] A hell of motherfucking road blocks and crooked cops\n[00:06.48] We still ride though\n[00:08.14] What side?\n[00:09.34] Westside\n[00:10.69] (Verse 1: Tupac)\n[00:11.09] I want money in large amounts my garage full of cars that bounce\n[00:14.15] Moving my tapes in major ways cause every dollar counts\n[00:16.65] Busters is jealous and half these nigas is punks\n[00:19.21] They running off at the mouth 'til I fill up with my pump\n[00:21.53] They jump my automatic keep them weary\n[00:23.76] While you fronting like you Billy bad ass nigga you scary\n[00:26.25] I been knowing you for years we was high school peers iIn Junior High\n[00:28.85] I was itchin' to kill and you was ready to die\n[00:32.20] While you bullshitting niggas was dying and catching cases\n[00:34.87] Busting my automatics at motherfuckers in foreign places\n[00:37.71] Leaving no trace they see my face and then they buried\n[00:40.40] Them bitches die in a hurry still I ride I'm never worried\n[00:42.76] Mr. Makaveli tell me to ride and I'ma ride\n[00:45.38] Pick my enemies out the crowd and motherfuckers die\n[00:47.97] It's not the way I wanna live my nigga it's how it is\n[00:50.62] Homie got into a fight last night they killed his kids\n[00:53.32] (Chorus x2)\n[00:54.37] In this life I lead fiend for currency\n[00:55.96] Get high off weed collect g's make my enemies bleed\n[00:58.34] When you see me nigga\n[01:00.16] Holla my set\n[01:00.71] And watch them ride\n[01:01.66] Outlaw mother fuckers\n[01:02.68] 'Till we die\n[01:03.26] In this life I lead\n[01:04.35] (Verse 2: Young Noble)\n[01:15.63] I ain't a killer but don't push me dog\n[01:16.75] For that family I'll send that ass straight to God (what you doing nigga?)\n[01:20.30] And in this life I lead I've seen the most of my 23 years\n[01:22.58] My vision is blurry the money is clear\n[01:24.84] Some of my peers eternally will sleep in a coffin (yeah nigga)\n[01:27.79] And noble on the road I'm extremely cautious\n[01:30.23] It happened that fast split second your gone\n[01:32.98] At the top of my tombstone put noble is raw\n[01:35.31] Outlaw 'Till I'm under the floor for Kadafi the prince\n[01:38.46] I stack dough like a clock on the bricks\n[01:40.65] With a watch on my wrist dog I know the time these days\n[01:43.66] We outlaws we gonna die this way\n[01:45.82] We already in the history books Pac made sure of that\n[01:48.95] Whateva you took we taking it back\n[01:51.23] You know it's all for the foundation Outlaws\n[01:53.82] We still building the thug nation holler at your homie\n[01:56.54] (Chorus 2x)\n[01:58.00] In this life I lead\n[01:58.70] Fiend for currency\n[01:59.31] Get high off weed\n[01:59.92] Collect g's\n[02:00.63] Make my enemies bleed\n[02:01.79] When you see me nigga\n[02:03.18] Holla my set\n[02:03.67] And watch them ride\n[02:04.35] Outlaw mother fuckers\n[02:05.10] 'Till we die\n[02:06.53] In this life I lead\n[02:07.54] (Verse 3: Napolean)\n[02:12.96] It ain't but nothing air between us oxygen is gettin hot\n[02:20.19] Got a problem mo' fag ass nigga kick rocks\n[02:22.88] Now *censored* on the phone and the nigga talking crazy\n[02:25.60] I don't know who to blame him or *censored* for killing babies\n[02:28.49] I'm a New Jers' Devil the street created rebel\n[02:30.56] Only got one shot to produce on every level\n[02:33.54] This is Maximus go to the max I must\n[02:35.89] Nigga I came from not much so money I clutch\n[02:38.59] Uhuh Napolean the strength of strong arm\n[02:41.13] With a dick they whistle and ride I put a move up on\n[02:43.80] I'm a hardcore product of the ghetto\n[02:46.76] Been blessed for sure to eat from out the ghetto\n[02:49.29] I maneuver in the right lane quick to push back lanes\n[02:52.17] Switch it to the left lane I play with my hands\n[02:54.59] And I'm plotting on the fortune it's getting hot and scorching\n[02:57.24] I'm thinking like a scorpion that torturing an enemy\n[02:59.90] (Chorus 2x)\n[03:00.91] In this life I lead\n[03:01.39] Fiend for currency\n[03:02.31] Get high off weed\n[03:02.92] Collect g's\n[03:03.60] Make my enemies bleed\n[03:05.13] When you see me nigga\n[03:06.65] Holla my set\n[03:07.10] And watch them ride\n[03:08.02] Outlaw mother fuckers\n[03:08.62] 'Till we die\n[03:09.35] In this life I lead\n[03:09.92] (Verse 4)\n[03:11.06] Now with this outlaw lifestyle that I've been introduced to\n[03:23.40] Money and hoes keep us closer to Lucifer (what's up Kurupt)\n[03:26.69] Steady seducing us and I'm all for it\n[03:29.05] It's the life for me and the law cant spoil it\n[03:31.38] So you can call it what the fuck you want (right)\n[03:33.89] But I'm a baller alcoholic with a sawn-off pump (nigga)\n[03:36.15] My mamma ain't raise no punk and even dead Pac\n[03:39.64] So when I jump off I breathe for Yak\n[03:41.94] Been puttin in work so I walk with a bop\n[03:44.54] And it safe at home so I sleep with a glock (no mistakes)\n[03:47.44] Thug living Ugh what the fuck would be better\n[03:49.78] I do my dirt with the family so we dying together\n[03:52.24] (Verse 5: Edi)\n[03:53.01] We on a mission for mo' gangster shit on you hoes\n[03:54.97] We ain't fucking with you lawyers crossing niggas up out there dough\n[03:57.92] Trying to live Godzilla Edi went from a bad boy\n[04:01.02] To a anybody killer Look out\n[04:03.34] Wanted man guns in hand stand firm\n[04:06.36] Nuts are my pride now lets burn\n[04:08.37] Bound and profound going down swinging\n[04:10.89] Holding my ground we the last ones breathing\n[04:12.98] No stopping till we eating deep in the trenches\n[04:15.02] So many killings it's senseless\n[04:16.72] So in this life I lead I stay protected\n[04:18.88] My god my squad and this thing in my palm\n[04:21.28] Now all my hustling motherfuckers get your money\n[04:23.41] Sing along\n[04:24.30] (Chorus x2)\n[04:24.96] In this life I lead\n[04:25.44] Fiend for currency\n[04:26.47] Get high off weed\n[04:27.22] Collect g's\n[04:28.15] Make my enemies bleed\n[04:29.26] When you see me nigga\n[04:30.69] Holla my set\n[04:31.27] And watch them ride\n[04:31.86] Outlaw mother fuckers\n[04:32.78] 'Till we die\n[04:33.66] In this life I lead\n[04:35.02] This motherfucking life I lead nigga\n[04:49.11] You know what time it is\n[04:51.05] Westside\n[04:52.04] Deathrow\n[04:53.29] Dogg Pound\n[04:55.75] Everybody killer\n[04:55.99] Bad boy killer\n[04:58.02] ? Killer\n[04:59.48] Anybody killer\n[05:00.23] Fuck all y'all niggas\n[05:03.58] If it ain't Westside nigga it ain't Pac\n[05:05.26] That's on my momma\n[05:06.73] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: This Life I Lead\n artist: 2Pac\n album: n-Better Dayz\n duration_ms: 321387\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: This motherfucking life I lead, shit\n start_ms: 580\n end_ms: 3040\n- text: A hell of motherfucking road blocks and crooked cops\n start_ms: 3040\n end_ms: 6480\n- text: We still ride though\n start_ms: 6480\n end_ms: 8140\n- text: What side?\n start_ms: 8140\n end_ms: 9340\n- text: Westside\n start_ms: 9340\n end_ms: 10690\n- text: '(Verse 1: Tupac)'\n start_ms: 10690\n end_ms: 11090\n- text: I want money in large amounts my garage full of cars that bounce\n start_ms: 11090\n end_ms: 14150\n- text: Moving my tapes in major ways cause every dollar counts\n start_ms: 14150\n end_ms: 16650\n- text: Busters is jealous and half these nigas is punks\n start_ms: 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Killer'\n start_ms: 298020\n end_ms: 299480\n- text: Anybody killer\n start_ms: 299480\n end_ms: 300230\n- text: Fuck all y'all niggas\n start_ms: 300230\n end_ms: 303580\n- text: If it ain't Westside nigga it ain't Pac\n start_ms: 303580\n end_ms: 305260\n- text: That's on my momma\n start_ms: 305260\n end_ms: 306730\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 306730\nplain: |-\n This motherfucking life I lead, shit\n A hell of motherfucking road blocks and crooked cops\n We still ride though\n What side?\n Westside\n\n (Verse 1: Tupac)\n\n I want money in large amounts my garage full of cars that bounce\n Moving my tapes in major ways cause every dollar counts\n Busters is jealous and half these nigas is punks\n They running off at the mouth 'til I fill up with my pump\n They jump my automatic keep them weary\n While you fronting like you Billy bad ass nigga you scary\n I been knowing you for years we was high school peers iIn Junior High\n I was itchin' to kill and you was ready to die\n While you bullshitting niggas was dying and catching cases\n Busting my automatics at motherfuckers in foreign places\n Leaving no trace they see my face and then they buried\n Them bitches die in a hurry still I ride I'm never worried\n Mr. Makaveli tell me to ride and I'ma ride\n Pick my enemies out the crowd and motherfuckers die\n It's not the way I wanna live my nigga it's how it is\n Homie got into a fight last night they killed his kids\n\n (Chorus x2)\n\n In this life I lead fiend for currency\n Get high off weed collect g's make my enemies bleed\n When you see me nigga\n Holla my set\n And watch them ride\n Outlaw mother fuckers\n 'Till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n (Verse 2: Young Noble)\n\n I ain't a killer but don't push me dog\n For that family I'll send that ass straight to God (what you doing nigga?)\n And in this life I lead I've seen the most of my 23 years\n My vision is blurry the money is clear\n Some of my peers eternally will sleep in a coffin (yeah nigga)\n And noble on the road I'm extremely cautious\n It happened that fast split second your gone\n At the top of my tombstone put noble is raw\n Outlaw 'Till I'm under the floor for Kadafi the prince\n I stack dough like a clock on the bricks\n With a watch on my wrist dog I know the time these days\n We outlaws we gonna die this way\n We already in the history books Pac made sure of that\n Whateva you took we taking it back\n You know it's all for the foundation Outlaws\n We still building the thug nation holler at your homie\n\n (Chorus 2x)\n\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency\n Get high off weed\n Collect g's\n Make my enemies bleed\n When you see me nigga\n Holla my set\n And watch them ride\n Outlaw mother fuckers\n 'Till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n (Verse 3: Napolean)\n\n It ain't but nothing air between us oxygen is gettin hot\n Got a problem mo' fag ass nigga kick rocks\n Now *censored* on the phone and the nigga talking crazy\n I don't know who to blame him or *censored* for killing babies\n I'm a New Jers' Devil the street created rebel\n Only got one shot to produce on every level\n This is Maximus go to the max I must\n Nigga I came from not much so money I clutch\n Uhuh Napolean the strength of strong arm\n With a dick they whistle and ride I put a move up on\n I'm a hardcore product of the ghetto\n Been blessed for sure to eat from out the ghetto\n I maneuver in the right lane quick to push back lanes\n Switch it to the left lane I play with my hands\n And I'm plotting on the fortune it's getting hot and scorching\n I'm thinking like a scorpion that torturing an enemy\n\n (Chorus 2x)\n\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency\n Get high off weed\n Collect g's\n Make my enemies bleed\n When you see me nigga\n Holla my set\n And watch them ride\n Outlaw mother fuckers\n 'Till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n (Verse 4)\n\n Now with this outlaw lifestyle that I've been introduced to\n Money and hoes keep us closer to Lucifer (what's up Kurupt)\n Steady seducing us and I'm all for it\n It's the life for me and the law cant spoil it\n So you can call it what the fuck you want (right)\n But I'm a baller alcoholic with a sawn-off pump (nigga)\n My mamma ain't raise no punk and even dead Pac\n So when I jump off I breathe for Yak\n Been puttin in work so I walk with a bop\n And it safe at home so I sleep with a glock (no mistakes)\n Thug living Ugh what the fuck would be better\n I do my dirt with the family so we dying together\n\n (Verse 5: Edi)\n\n We on a mission for mo' gangster shit on you hoes\n We ain't fucking with you lawyers crossing niggas up out there dough\n Trying to live Godzilla Edi went from a bad boy\n To a anybody killer Look out\n Wanted man guns in hand stand firm\n Nuts are my pride now lets burn\n Bound and profound going down swinging\n Holding my ground we the last ones breathing\n No stopping till we eating deep in the trenches\n So many killings it's senseless\n So in this life I lead I stay protected\n My god my squad and this thing in my palm\n Now all my hustling motherfuckers get your money\n Sing along\n\n (Chorus x2)\n\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency\n Get high off weed\n Collect g's\n Make my enemies bleed\n When you see me nigga\n Holla my set\n And watch them ride\n Outlaw mother fuckers\n 'Till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n This motherfucking life I lead nigga\n You know what time it is\n Westside\n Deathrow\n Dogg Pound\n Everybody killer\n Bad boy killer\n ? Killer\n Anybody killer\n Fuck all y'all niggas\n If it ain't Westside nigga it ain't Pac\n That's on my momma\n"},{"id":20801724,"name":"This Life I Lead","trackName":"This Life I Lead","artistName":"2Pac","albumName":"Better Dayz 2","duration":321.366312,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"This motherfucking life I lead, shit\nA hell of motherfucking road blocks and crooked cops\nWe still ride though\nWhat side?\nWestside\n\n(Verse 1: Tupac)\n\nI want money in large amounts my garage full of cars that bounce\nMoving my tapes in major ways cause every dollar counts\nBusters is jealous and half these nigas is punks\nThey running off at the mouth 'til I fill up with my pump\nThey jump my automatic keep them weary\nWhile you fronting like you Billy bad ass nigga you scary\nI been knowing you for years we was high school peers iIn Junior High\nI was itchin' to kill and you was ready to die\nWhile you bullshitting niggas was dying and catching cases\nBusting my automatics at motherfuckers in foreign places\nLeaving no trace they see my face and then they buried\nThem bitches die in a hurry still I ride I'm never worried\nMr. Makaveli tell me to ride and I'ma ride\nPick my enemies out the crowd and motherfuckers die\nIt's not the way I wanna live my nigga it's how it is\nHomie got into a fight last night they killed his kids\n\n(Chorus x2)\n\nIn this life I lead fiend for currency\nGet high off weed collect g's make my enemies bleed\nWhen you see me nigga\nHolla my set\nAnd watch them ride\nOutlaw mother fuckers\n'Till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\n(Verse 2: Young Noble)\n\nI ain't a killer but don't push me dog\nFor that family I'll send that ass straight to God (what you doing nigga?)\nAnd in this life I lead I've seen the most of my 23 years\nMy vision is blurry the money is clear\nSome of my peers eternally will sleep in a coffin (yeah nigga)\nAnd noble on the road I'm extremely cautious\nIt happened that fast split second your gone\nAt the top of my tombstone put noble is raw\nOutlaw 'Till I'm under the floor for Kadafi the prince\nI stack dough like a clock on the bricks\nWith a watch on my wrist dog I know the time these days\nWe outlaws we gonna die this way\nWe already in the history books Pac made sure of that\nWhateva you took we taking it back\nYou know it's all for the foundation Outlaws\nWe still building the thug nation holler at your homie\n\n(Chorus 2x)\n\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency\nGet high off weed\nCollect g's\nMake my enemies bleed\nWhen you see me nigga\nHolla my set\nAnd watch them ride\nOutlaw mother fuckers\n'Till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\n(Verse 3: Napolean)\n\nIt ain't but nothing air between us oxygen is gettin hot\nGot a problem mo' fag ass nigga kick rocks\nNow *censored* on the phone and the nigga talking crazy\nI don't know who to blame him or *censored* for killing babies\nI'm a New Jers' Devil the street created rebel\nOnly got one shot to produce on every level\nThis is Maximus go to the max I must\nNigga I came from not much so money I clutch\nUhuh Napolean the strength of strong arm\nWith a dick they whistle and ride I put a move up on\nI'm a hardcore product of the ghetto\nBeen blessed for sure to eat from out the ghetto\nI maneuver in the right lane quick to push back lanes\nSwitch it to the left lane I play with my hands\nAnd I'm plotting on the fortune it's getting hot and scorching\nI'm thinking like a scorpion that torturing an enemy\n\n(Chorus 2x)\n\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency\nGet high off weed\nCollect g's\nMake my enemies bleed\nWhen you see me nigga\nHolla my set\nAnd watch them ride\nOutlaw mother fuckers\n'Till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\n(Verse 4)\n\nNow with this outlaw lifestyle that I've been introduced to\nMoney and hoes keep us closer to Lucifer (what's up Kurupt)\nSteady seducing us and I'm all for it\nIt's the life for me and the law cant spoil it\nSo you can call it what the fuck you want (right)\nBut I'm a baller alcoholic with a sawn-off pump (nigga)\nMy mamma ain't raise no punk and even dead Pac\nSo when I jump off I breathe for Yak\nBeen puttin in work so I walk with a bop\nAnd it safe at home so I sleep with a glock (no mistakes)\nThug living Ugh what the fuck would be better\nI do my dirt with the family so we dying together\n\n(Verse 5: Edi)\n\nWe on a mission for mo' gangster shit on you hoes\nWe ain't fucking with you lawyers crossing niggas up out there dough\nTrying to live Godzilla Edi went from a bad boy\nTo a anybody killer Look out\nWanted man guns in hand stand firm\nNuts are my pride now lets burn\nBound and profound going down swinging\nHolding my ground we the last ones breathing\nNo stopping till we eating deep in the trenches\nSo many killings it's senseless\nSo in this life I lead I stay protected\nMy god my squad and this thing in my palm\nNow all my hustling motherfuckers get your money\nSing along\n\n(Chorus x2)\n\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency\nGet high off weed\nCollect g's\nMake my enemies bleed\nWhen you see me nigga\nHolla my set\nAnd watch them ride\nOutlaw mother fuckers\n'Till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\nThis motherfucking life I lead nigga\nYou know what time it is\nWestside\nDeathrow\nDogg Pound\nEverybody killer\nBad boy killer\n? Killer\nAnybody killer\nFuck all y'all niggas\nIf it ain't Westside nigga it ain't Pac\nThat's on my momma","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.58] This motherfucking life I lead, shit\n[00:03.04] A hell of motherfucking road blocks and crooked cops\n[00:06.48] We still ride though\n[00:08.14] What side?\n[00:09.34] Westside\n[00:10.69] (Verse 1: Tupac)\n[00:11.09] I want money in large amounts my garage full of cars that bounce\n[00:14.15] Moving my tapes in major ways cause every dollar counts\n[00:16.65] Busters is jealous and half these nigas is punks\n[00:19.21] They running off at the mouth 'til I fill up with my pump\n[00:21.53] They jump my automatic keep them weary\n[00:23.76] While you fronting like you Billy bad ass nigga you scary\n[00:26.25] I been knowing you for years we was high school peers iIn Junior High\n[00:28.85] I was itchin' to kill and you was ready to die\n[00:32.20] While you bullshitting niggas was dying and catching cases\n[00:34.87] Busting my automatics at motherfuckers in foreign places\n[00:37.71] Leaving no trace they see my face and then they buried\n[00:40.40] Them bitches die in a hurry still I ride I'm never worried\n[00:42.76] Mr. Makaveli tell me to ride and I'ma ride\n[00:45.38] Pick my enemies out the crowd and motherfuckers die\n[00:47.97] It's not the way I wanna live my nigga it's how it is\n[00:50.62] Homie got into a fight last night they killed his kids\n[00:53.32] (Chorus x2)\n[00:54.37] In this life I lead fiend for currency\n[00:55.96] Get high off weed collect g's make my enemies bleed\n[00:58.34] When you see me nigga\n[01:00.16] Holla my set\n[01:00.71] And watch them ride\n[01:01.66] Outlaw mother fuckers\n[01:02.68] 'Till we die\n[01:03.26] In this life I lead\n[01:04.35] (Verse 2: Young Noble)\n[01:15.63] I ain't a killer but don't push me dog\n[01:16.75] For that family I'll send that ass straight to God (what you doing nigga?)\n[01:20.30] And in this life I lead I've seen the most of my 23 years\n[01:22.58] My vision is blurry the money is clear\n[01:24.84] Some of my peers eternally will sleep in a coffin (yeah nigga)\n[01:27.79] And noble on the road I'm extremely cautious\n[01:30.23] It happened that fast split second your gone\n[01:32.98] At the top of my tombstone put noble is raw\n[01:35.31] Outlaw 'Till I'm under the floor for Kadafi the prince\n[01:38.46] I stack dough like a clock on the bricks\n[01:40.65] With a watch on my wrist dog I know the time these days\n[01:43.66] We outlaws we gonna die this way\n[01:45.82] We already in the history books Pac made sure of that\n[01:48.95] Whateva you took we taking it back\n[01:51.23] You know it's all for the foundation Outlaws\n[01:53.82] We still building the thug nation holler at your homie\n[01:56.54] (Chorus 2x)\n[01:58.00] In this life I lead\n[01:58.70] Fiend for currency\n[01:59.31] Get high off weed\n[01:59.92] Collect g's\n[02:00.63] Make my enemies bleed\n[02:01.79] When you see me nigga\n[02:03.18] Holla my set\n[02:03.67] And 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plotting on the fortune it's getting hot and scorching\n[02:57.24] I'm thinking like a scorpion that torturing an enemy\n[02:59.90] (Chorus 2x)\n[03:00.91] In this life I lead\n[03:01.39] Fiend for currency\n[03:02.31] Get high off weed\n[03:02.92] Collect g's\n[03:03.60] Make my enemies bleed\n[03:05.13] When you see me nigga\n[03:06.65] Holla my set\n[03:07.10] And watch them ride\n[03:08.02] Outlaw mother fuckers\n[03:08.62] 'Till we die\n[03:09.35] In this life I lead\n[03:09.92] (Verse 4)\n[03:11.06] Now with this outlaw lifestyle that I've been introduced to\n[03:23.40] Money and hoes keep us closer to Lucifer (what's up Kurupt)\n[03:26.69] Steady seducing us and I'm all for it\n[03:29.05] It's the life for me and the law cant spoil it\n[03:31.38] So you can call it what the fuck you want (right)\n[03:33.89] But I'm a baller alcoholic with a sawn-off pump (nigga)\n[03:36.15] My mamma ain't raise no punk and even dead Pac\n[03:39.64] So when I jump off I breathe for Yak\n[03:41.94] Been puttin in work so I walk with a bop\n[03:44.54] And it safe at home so I sleep with a glock (no mistakes)\n[03:47.44] Thug living Ugh what the fuck would be better\n[03:49.78] I do my dirt with the family so we dying together\n[03:52.24] (Verse 5: Edi)\n[03:53.01] We on a mission for mo' gangster shit on you hoes\n[03:54.97] We ain't fucking with you lawyers crossing niggas up out there dough\n[03:57.92] Trying to live Godzilla Edi went from a bad boy\n[04:01.02] To a anybody killer Look out\n[04:03.34] Wanted man guns in hand stand firm\n[04:06.36] Nuts are my pride now lets burn\n[04:08.37] Bound and profound going down swinging\n[04:10.89] Holding my ground we the last ones breathing\n[04:12.98] No stopping till we eating deep in the trenches\n[04:15.02] So many killings it's senseless\n[04:16.72] So in this life I lead I stay protected\n[04:18.88] My god my squad and this thing in my palm\n[04:21.28] Now all my hustling motherfuckers get your money\n[04:23.41] Sing along\n[04:24.30] (Chorus x2)\n[04:24.96] In this life I lead\n[04:25.44] Fiend for currency\n[04:26.47] Get high off weed\n[04:27.22] Collect g's\n[04:28.15] Make my enemies bleed\n[04:29.26] When you see me nigga\n[04:30.69] Holla my set\n[04:31.27] And watch them ride\n[04:31.86] Outlaw mother fuckers\n[04:32.78] 'Till we die\n[04:33.66] In this life I lead\n[04:35.02] This motherfucking life I lead nigga\n[04:49.11] You know what time it is\n[04:51.05] Westside\n[04:52.04] Deathrow\n[04:53.29] Dogg Pound\n[04:55.75] Everybody killer\n[04:55.99] Bad boy killer\n[04:58.02] ? Killer\n[04:59.48] Anybody killer\n[05:00.23] Fuck all y'all niggas\n[05:03.58] If it ain't Westside nigga it ain't Pac\n[05:05.26] That's on my momma\n[05:06.73] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: This Life I Lead\n artist: 2Pac\n album: Better Dayz 2\n duration_ms: 321366\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: This motherfucking life I lead, shit\n start_ms: 580\n end_ms: 3040\n- text: A hell of motherfucking road blocks and crooked cops\n start_ms: 3040\n end_ms: 6480\n- text: We still ride though\n start_ms: 6480\n end_ms: 8140\n- text: What side?\n start_ms: 8140\n end_ms: 9340\n- text: Westside\n start_ms: 9340\n end_ms: 10690\n- text: '(Verse 1: Tupac)'\n start_ms: 10690\n end_ms: 11090\n- text: I want money in large amounts my garage full of cars that bounce\n start_ms: 11090\n end_ms: 14150\n- text: Moving my tapes in major ways cause every dollar counts\n start_ms: 14150\n end_ms: 16650\n- text: Busters is jealous and half these nigas is punks\n start_ms: 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155890\n end_ms: 158590\n- text: Uhuh Napolean the strength of strong arm\n start_ms: 158590\n end_ms: 161130\n- text: With a dick they whistle and ride I put a move up on\n start_ms: 161130\n end_ms: 163800\n- text: I'm a hardcore product of the ghetto\n start_ms: 163800\n end_ms: 166760\n- text: Been blessed for sure to eat from out the ghetto\n start_ms: 166760\n end_ms: 169290\n- text: I maneuver in the right lane quick to push back lanes\n start_ms: 169290\n end_ms: 172170\n- text: Switch it to the left lane I play with my hands\n start_ms: 172170\n end_ms: 174590\n- text: And I'm plotting on the fortune it's getting hot and scorching\n start_ms: 174590\n end_ms: 177240\n- text: I'm thinking like a scorpion that torturing an enemy\n start_ms: 177240\n end_ms: 179900\n- text: (Chorus 2x)\n start_ms: 179900\n end_ms: 180910\n- text: In this life I lead\n start_ms: 180910\n end_ms: 181390\n- text: Fiend for currency\n start_ms: 181390\n end_ms: 182310\n- text: Get high off weed\n 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call it what the fuck you want (right)\n start_ms: 211380\n end_ms: 213890\n- text: But I'm a baller alcoholic with a sawn-off pump (nigga)\n start_ms: 213890\n end_ms: 216150\n- text: My mamma ain't raise no punk and even dead Pac\n start_ms: 216150\n end_ms: 219640\n- text: So when I jump off I breathe for Yak\n start_ms: 219640\n end_ms: 221940\n- text: Been puttin in work so I walk with a bop\n start_ms: 221940\n end_ms: 224540\n- text: And it safe at home so I sleep with a glock (no mistakes)\n start_ms: 224540\n end_ms: 227440\n- text: Thug living Ugh what the fuck would be better\n start_ms: 227440\n end_ms: 229780\n- text: I do my dirt with the family so we dying together\n start_ms: 229780\n end_ms: 232240\n- text: '(Verse 5: Edi)'\n start_ms: 232240\n end_ms: 233010\n- text: We on a mission for mo' gangster shit on you hoes\n start_ms: 233010\n end_ms: 234970\n- text: We ain't fucking with you lawyers crossing niggas up out there dough\n start_ms: 234970\n end_ms: 237920\n- text: Trying to live Godzilla Edi went from a bad boy\n start_ms: 237920\n end_ms: 241020\n- text: To a anybody killer Look out\n start_ms: 241020\n end_ms: 243340\n- text: Wanted man guns in hand stand firm\n start_ms: 243340\n end_ms: 246360\n- text: Nuts are my pride now lets burn\n start_ms: 246360\n end_ms: 248370\n- text: Bound and profound going down swinging\n start_ms: 248370\n end_ms: 250890\n- text: Holding my ground we the last ones breathing\n start_ms: 250890\n end_ms: 252980\n- text: No stopping till we eating deep in the trenches\n start_ms: 252980\n end_ms: 255020\n- text: So many killings it's senseless\n start_ms: 255020\n end_ms: 256720\n- text: So in this life I lead I stay protected\n start_ms: 256720\n end_ms: 258880\n- text: My god my squad and this thing in my palm\n start_ms: 258880\n end_ms: 261280\n- text: Now all my hustling motherfuckers get your money\n start_ms: 261280\n end_ms: 263410\n- text: Sing along\n start_ms: 263410\n end_ms: 264300\n- text: (Chorus x2)\n start_ms: 264300\n end_ms: 264960\n- text: In this life I lead\n start_ms: 264960\n end_ms: 265440\n- text: Fiend for currency\n start_ms: 265440\n end_ms: 266470\n- text: Get high off weed\n start_ms: 266470\n end_ms: 267220\n- text: Collect g's\n start_ms: 267220\n end_ms: 268150\n- text: Make my enemies bleed\n start_ms: 268150\n end_ms: 269260\n- text: When you see me nigga\n start_ms: 269260\n end_ms: 270690\n- text: Holla my set\n start_ms: 270690\n end_ms: 271270\n- text: And watch them ride\n start_ms: 271270\n end_ms: 271860\n- text: Outlaw mother fuckers\n start_ms: 271860\n end_ms: 272780\n- text: '''Till we die'\n start_ms: 272780\n end_ms: 273660\n- text: In this life I lead\n start_ms: 273660\n end_ms: 275020\n- text: This motherfucking life I lead nigga\n start_ms: 275020\n end_ms: 289110\n- text: You know what time it is\n start_ms: 289110\n end_ms: 291050\n- text: Westside\n start_ms: 291050\n end_ms: 292040\n- text: Deathrow\n start_ms: 292040\n end_ms: 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Killer'\n start_ms: 298020\n end_ms: 299480\n- text: Anybody killer\n start_ms: 299480\n end_ms: 300230\n- text: Fuck all y'all niggas\n start_ms: 300230\n end_ms: 303580\n- text: If it ain't Westside nigga it ain't Pac\n start_ms: 303580\n end_ms: 305260\n- text: That's on my momma\n start_ms: 305260\n end_ms: 306730\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 306730\nplain: |-\n This motherfucking life I lead, shit\n A hell of motherfucking road blocks and crooked cops\n We still ride though\n What side?\n Westside\n\n (Verse 1: Tupac)\n\n I want money in large amounts my garage full of cars that bounce\n Moving my tapes in major ways cause every dollar counts\n Busters is jealous and half these nigas is punks\n They running off at the mouth 'til I fill up with my pump\n They jump my automatic keep them weary\n While you fronting like you Billy bad ass nigga you scary\n I been knowing you for years we was high school peers iIn Junior High\n I was itchin' to kill and you was ready to die\n While you bullshitting niggas was dying and catching cases\n Busting my automatics at motherfuckers in foreign places\n Leaving no trace they see my face and then they buried\n Them bitches die in a hurry still I ride I'm never worried\n Mr. Makaveli tell me to ride and I'ma ride\n Pick my enemies out the crowd and motherfuckers die\n It's not the way I wanna live my nigga it's how it is\n Homie got into a fight last night they killed his kids\n\n (Chorus x2)\n\n In this life I lead fiend for currency\n Get high off weed collect g's make my enemies bleed\n When you see me nigga\n Holla my set\n And watch them ride\n Outlaw mother fuckers\n 'Till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n (Verse 2: Young Noble)\n\n I ain't a killer but don't push me dog\n For that family I'll send that ass straight to God (what you doing nigga?)\n And in this life I lead I've seen the most of my 23 years\n My vision is blurry the money is clear\n Some of my peers eternally will sleep in a coffin (yeah nigga)\n And noble on the road I'm extremely cautious\n It happened that fast split second your gone\n At the top of my tombstone put noble is raw\n Outlaw 'Till I'm under the floor for Kadafi the prince\n I stack dough like a clock on the bricks\n With a watch on my wrist dog I know the time these days\n We outlaws we gonna die this way\n We already in the history books Pac made sure of that\n Whateva you took we taking it back\n You know it's all for the foundation Outlaws\n We still building the thug nation holler at your homie\n\n (Chorus 2x)\n\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency\n Get high off weed\n Collect g's\n Make my enemies bleed\n When you see me nigga\n Holla my set\n And watch them ride\n Outlaw mother fuckers\n 'Till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n (Verse 3: Napolean)\n\n It ain't but nothing air between us oxygen is gettin hot\n Got a problem mo' fag ass nigga kick rocks\n Now *censored* on the phone and the nigga talking crazy\n I don't know who to blame him or *censored* for killing babies\n I'm a New Jers' Devil the street created rebel\n Only got one shot to produce on every level\n This is Maximus go to the max I must\n Nigga I came from not much so money I clutch\n Uhuh Napolean the strength of strong arm\n With a dick they whistle and ride I put a move up on\n I'm a hardcore product of the ghetto\n Been blessed for sure to eat from out the ghetto\n I maneuver in the right lane quick to push back lanes\n Switch it to the left lane I play with my hands\n And I'm plotting on the fortune it's getting hot and scorching\n I'm thinking like a scorpion that torturing an enemy\n\n (Chorus 2x)\n\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency\n Get high off weed\n Collect g's\n Make my enemies bleed\n When you see me nigga\n Holla my set\n And watch them ride\n Outlaw mother fuckers\n 'Till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n (Verse 4)\n\n Now with this outlaw lifestyle that I've been introduced to\n Money and hoes keep us closer to Lucifer (what's up Kurupt)\n Steady seducing us and I'm all for it\n It's the life for me and the law cant spoil it\n So you can call it what the fuck you want (right)\n But I'm a baller alcoholic with a sawn-off pump (nigga)\n My mamma ain't raise no punk and even dead Pac\n So when I jump off I breathe for Yak\n Been puttin in work so I walk with a bop\n And it safe at home so I sleep with a glock (no mistakes)\n Thug living Ugh what the fuck would be better\n I do my dirt with the family so we dying together\n\n (Verse 5: Edi)\n\n We on a mission for mo' gangster shit on you hoes\n We ain't fucking with you lawyers crossing niggas up out there dough\n Trying to live Godzilla Edi went from a bad boy\n To a anybody killer Look out\n Wanted man guns in hand stand firm\n Nuts are my pride now lets burn\n Bound and profound going down swinging\n Holding my ground we the last ones breathing\n No stopping till we eating deep in the trenches\n So many killings it's senseless\n So in this life I lead I stay protected\n My god my squad and this thing in my palm\n Now all my hustling motherfuckers get your money\n Sing along\n\n (Chorus x2)\n\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency\n Get high off weed\n Collect g's\n Make my enemies bleed\n When you see me nigga\n Holla my set\n And watch them ride\n Outlaw mother fuckers\n 'Till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n This motherfucking life I lead nigga\n You know what time it is\n Westside\n Deathrow\n Dogg Pound\n Everybody killer\n Bad boy killer\n ? Killer\n Anybody killer\n Fuck all y'all niggas\n If it ain't Westside nigga it ain't Pac\n That's on my momma\n"},{"id":16502072,"name":"This life I lead","trackName":"This life I lead","artistName":"2pac","albumName":"Better dayz(Cd 2)","duration":321.38449,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"This m- life I lead, s-\nA hell of m- road blocks and crooked cops\nWe still ride though\nWhat side?\nWestside\n\nI want money in large amounts, my garage full of cars that bounce\nMoving my tapes in major ways 'cause every dollar counts\nB-s is jealous and half these n-s is punks\nThey running off at the mouth 'till I fill up with my p-\nThey jump my a- keep them weary\nWhile you fronting like you Billy b-a-, n- you scary\nI been knowing you for years, we was high school peers in Junior High\nI was itchin' to k- and you was ready to die\nWhile you b- n-s was dying and catching cases\nB- my a- at m-s in foreign places\nLeaving no trace, they see my face and then they buried\nThem b- die in a hurry, still I ride, I'm never worried\nMr. Makaveli tell me to ride and I'mma ride\nPick my enemies out the crowd and m-s die\nIt's not the way I wanna live, my n-, it's how it is\nHomie got into a fight last night, they k- his kids\n\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency, get h- o- w-\nCollect G's, make my enemies b-\nWhen you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlaw m-s 'till we die\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency, get h- o- w-\nCollect G's, make my enemies b-, uh\nWhen you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlaw m-s 'till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\nI ain't a k- but don't push me dog\nFor that family, I'll send that a-\nStraight to God (What you doing n-?)\nAnd in this life I lead I've seen the most of my 23 years\nMy v- is blurry, the money is clear\nSome of my peers eternally will sleep in a coffin (yeah, n-)\nAnd n- on the road I'm extremely cautious\n(Westside, man, you know how we do it)\nIt happened that fast s- second your gone\nAt the top of my tombstone put noble is raw\nOutlaw 'till I'm under the floor for Kadafi the prince\nI stack dough like a c- o- t- b-\nWith a watch on my wrist, dawg, I know the time these days\nWe Outlaws we gonna die this way\nWe already in the history books, 'Pac made sure of that\nWhatever you took we taking it back\nYou know it's all for the foundation Outlaws\nWe still building the thug nation holler at your homie\n\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency, get h- o- w-\nCollect G's, make my enemies b-\nWhen you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlaw m-s 'till we die\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency, get h- o- w-\nCollect G's, make my enemies b-\nWhen you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlaw m-s 'till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\nIt ain't but nothing but air between us oxygen is gettin hot\nGot a problem mo' f--a-n- kick rocks\nNow Bin Laden on the phone and the n- talking crazy\nI don't know who to blame him or Bush for k- babies\nI'm a New Jers' Devil the street created rebel\nOnly got one s- to produce on every level\nThis is Maximus, go to the max I must\nN-, I came from not much so money I c-\nUh uh, Napolean the strength of strong arm\nWith a d- they whistle and ride I put a move up on\nI'm a hardcore product of the ghetto\nBeen blessed for sure to eat from out the ghetto\nI maneuver in the right lane quick to push back lanes\nSwitch it to the left lane, I play with my hands\nAnd I'm plotting on the fortune, it's getting hot and scorching\nI'm thinking like a scorpion that torturing an enemy\n\nIn this life I lead\nI fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\nCollect G's, make my enemies b-\nWhen you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlaw m-s 'till we die\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency, get h- o- w-\nCollect G's, make my enemies b-\nWhen you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlaw m-s 'till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\nNow with this Outlaw lifestyle that I've been introduced to\nMoney and h-s keep us closer to Lucifer (What's up, Kurupt?)\nSteady seducing us and I'm all for it\nThis' the life for me and the law can't spoil it (right)\nSo you can call it what the f- you want\nBut I'm a baller a- with a s--off p- (n-)\nMy mamma ain't raise no punk and even dead 'Pac\nSo when I jump off I breathe for Y-\nBeen puttin in work so I walk with a bop\nAnd it safe at home so I sleep with a g- (no mistakes)\nThug living, ugh, what the f- would be better\nI do my dirt with the family so we dying together\n\nWe on a mission for mo' gangster s- on you h-s\nWe ain't f- with you lawyers crossing n-s up out there dough\nTrying to live Godzilla Edi went from a bad boy\nTo a anybody k-, look out\nWanted, man, g-s in hand stand firm\nNuts are my pride now lets burn\nBound and profound going down swinging\nHolding my ground, now we the last ones breathing\nNo stopping till we eating deep in the trenches\nSo many k-s, it's s-\nSo in this life I lead I stay protected\nMy god my squad and this thing in my palm\nNow all my h- m-s get your money, sing along\n\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency, get h- o- w-\nCollect G's, make my enemies b-\nWhen you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlaw m-s 'till we die\nIn this life I lead\nFiend for currency, get h- o- w-\nCollect G's, make my enemies b-\nWhen you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\nOutlaw m-s 'till we die\nIn this life I lead\n\nThis m- life I lead, n-\nYou know what time it is\nWestside, Death Row (Dogg Pound)\nEverybody k-\nBad b- k-, So So Def k-\nAnybody k-\nF- all y'all n-s\nIf it ain't Westside n-, it ain't 'Pac\nThat's on my mom","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: This life I lead\n artist: 2pac\n album: Better dayz(Cd 2)\n duration_ms: 321384\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n This m- life I lead, s-\n A hell of m- road blocks and crooked cops\n We still ride though\n What side?\n Westside\n\n I want money in large amounts, my garage full of cars that bounce\n Moving my tapes in major ways 'cause every dollar counts\n B-s is jealous and half these n-s is punks\n They running off at the mouth 'till I fill up with my p-\n They jump my a- keep them weary\n While you fronting like you Billy b-a-, n- you scary\n I been knowing you for years, we was high school peers in Junior High\n I was itchin' to k- and you was ready to die\n While you b- n-s was dying and catching cases\n B- my a- at m-s in foreign places\n Leaving no trace, they see my face and then they buried\n Them b- die in a hurry, still I ride, I'm never worried\n Mr. Makaveli tell me to ride and I'mma ride\n Pick my enemies out the crowd and m-s die\n It's not the way I wanna live, my n-, it's how it is\n Homie got into a fight last night, they k- his kids\n\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\n Collect G's, make my enemies b-\n When you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw m-s 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\n Collect G's, make my enemies b-, uh\n When you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw m-s 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n I ain't a k- but don't push me dog\n For that family, I'll send that a-\n Straight to God (What you doing n-?)\n And in this life I lead I've seen the most of my 23 years\n My v- is blurry, the money is clear\n Some of my peers eternally will sleep in a coffin (yeah, n-)\n And n- on the road I'm extremely cautious\n (Westside, man, you know how we do it)\n It happened that fast s- second your gone\n At the top of my tombstone put noble is raw\n Outlaw 'till I'm under the floor for Kadafi the prince\n I stack dough like a c- o- t- b-\n With a watch on my wrist, dawg, I know the time these days\n We Outlaws we gonna die this way\n We already in the history books, 'Pac made sure of that\n Whatever you took we taking it back\n You know it's all for the foundation Outlaws\n We still building the thug nation holler at your homie\n\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\n Collect G's, make my enemies b-\n When you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw m-s 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\n Collect G's, make my enemies b-\n When you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw m-s 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n It ain't but nothing but air between us oxygen is gettin hot\n Got a problem mo' f--a-n- kick rocks\n Now Bin Laden on the phone and the n- talking crazy\n I don't know who to blame him or Bush for k- babies\n I'm a New Jers' Devil the street created rebel\n Only got one s- to produce on every level\n This is Maximus, go to the max I must\n N-, I came from not much so money I c-\n Uh uh, Napolean the strength of strong arm\n With a d- they whistle and ride I put a move up on\n I'm a hardcore product of the ghetto\n Been blessed for sure to eat from out the ghetto\n I maneuver in the right lane quick to push back lanes\n Switch it to the left lane, I play with my hands\n And I'm plotting on the fortune, it's getting hot and scorching\n I'm thinking like a scorpion that torturing an enemy\n\n In this life I lead\n I fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\n Collect G's, make my enemies b-\n When you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw m-s 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\n Collect G's, make my enemies b-\n When you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw m-s 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n Now with this Outlaw lifestyle that I've been introduced to\n Money and h-s keep us closer to Lucifer (What's up, Kurupt?)\n Steady seducing us and I'm all for it\n This' the life for me and the law can't spoil it (right)\n So you can call it what the f- you want\n But I'm a baller a- with a s--off p- (n-)\n My mamma ain't raise no punk and even dead 'Pac\n So when I jump off I breathe for Y-\n Been puttin in work so I walk with a bop\n And it safe at home so I sleep with a g- (no mistakes)\n Thug living, ugh, what the f- would be better\n I do my dirt with the family so we dying together\n\n We on a mission for mo' gangster s- on you h-s\n We ain't f- with you lawyers crossing n-s up out there dough\n Trying to live Godzilla Edi went from a bad boy\n To a anybody k-, look out\n Wanted, man, g-s in hand stand firm\n Nuts are my pride now lets burn\n Bound and profound going down swinging\n Holding my ground, now we the last ones breathing\n No stopping till we eating deep in the trenches\n So many k-s, it's s-\n So in this life I lead I stay protected\n My god my squad and this thing in my palm\n Now all my h- m-s get your money, sing along\n\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\n Collect G's, make my enemies b-\n When you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw m-s 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n Fiend for currency, get h- o- w-\n Collect G's, make my enemies b-\n When you see me n-, holler my set and watch 'em ride\n Outlaw m-s 'till we die\n In this life I lead\n\n This m- life I lead, n-\n You know what time it is\n Westside, Death Row (Dogg Pound)\n Everybody k-\n Bad b- k-, So So Def k-\n Anybody k-\n F- all y'all n-s\n If it ain't Westside n-, it ain't 'Pac\n That's on my mom\n"}]