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ease my mind\nBy sucking my dick\n\nBitch make up for a minute 'cause that ship never lasts\nIn 1996 niggas is dyin' from layin' on that ass\nFirst Magic Johnson got it, then Eazy-E died\nAnd you wonder why yo' niggas out there smokin' fry\n\nI wish that I could tell you, I wore a rubber every time\nBut if I told you that nigga you know that I be lyin'\nAnd I've been fucking pussy since the tender age of nine\nIt's gettin' to be a full-time job just tryin' to stay alive\n\nAnd Crackers tend to smirk\nOffended by the weed smoke comin' off my shirt\nBut still I puts in work and front for my folks\n'Cause where I come from nigga, family just ain't no joke\n\nNow D be gettin' married and Edgar on the boat\nBut what about Baby Doe, some say that nigga's selling dope\nAnd you know that I ain't lyin', that just how family talk\nBut what you gonna do when the Devil poke you with his fork\n\nAnd everybody sittin' in the pulpit ain't saved\nMost preachers are false prophets\nFuckin' hoes and gettin' paid, I'm lookin' for the\n\nHi life, we livin' that hi life\nHi life, we livin' that hi life, mmm\n(Hi life, mmm)\n\nYou only got one life to live\nThat's all they give you to do it\nYou could bullshit your way through it\nOr stay true, it can be complicated\n\n'Cause niggas be gettin' shot in the cross\nPeople and names get lost\nThe people in the lane get tossed\nThe streets'll eat your ass alive\n\nTake your positions with pistols, bare hands and knives\nAnd nobody's surprised if somebody\nDon't survive the dusk to see dawn\nIt's treacherous how we was left to die\n\nOn the streets that we be on\nMotherfuckers sleepin' on them corners that you pee on\nProbably 'cause society felt they didn't belong\nNow who in the fuck made it this way for us?\n\nGot all these little niggas slangin' that yay\nBecause it ain't like they make high levels gain able\nAnd that punk piece of American pie just ain't obtainable\nSo how can I substain a full life before death\n\nMan, I'm left out here to make it by my goddamn self\nNow c'mon, who gives a damn\nWhen you can't afford the turkey or ham\nLivin' off of Raemon Noodles, beef jerky, and Spam\n\nNow that's sad, but that's a fact of life\nAll I can see in front of me is up for grabs\nCome off that slab\n'Cause poverty will push a nigga over that brink\n\nOver the edge especially if you don't know your ledge\nSo instead of being without, I'm hustling\nTryin' to get through these ungodly days\nThinkin' of ways to get the fuck outta this maze\n\nA man will commit a crime 'cause a fuckin' crime pays\nI'm going through a phase you don't grow out\nUntil there's a reason a mother fuckers gots to pour out\nHis 40 on the curb, disturbed and left with no doubt in his mind\n\nBut still sometimes he don't know why he walkin'\nAround just hopin', he can get one more try to make it\nIt's bullshit he going through but yo, he gots to take it\nYou can't fake it, to get that hi life\n\nHi life, we livin' that hi life\nHi life, we livin' that hi life, mmm\n(Hi life, mmm)\n\nHi life, we livin' that hi life\nHi life, we livin' that hi life, mmm\n(Hi life, mmm)\n\nHi life, we livin' that hi life\nHi life, we livin' that hi life, mmm\n(Hi life, mmm)","syncedLyrics":"[00:15.46] Hi life, we livin' that hi life\n[00:23.64] Hi life, we livin' that hi life, mmm\n[00:37.36] (Hi life, mmm)\n[00:39.11] I'm tired livin' fucked up, tired of livin' bad\n[00:41.86] Tired of hearing grandma tellin' me\n[00:43.68] When you gonna go to church Chad\n[00:44.56] Now I'm tryin' to live up to the image\n[00:47.35] That she would want me to be\n[00:48.23] But I got one foot in the street\n[00:49.14] And every week I flip a Ki\n[00:50.90] I never wanted to be a G\n[00:51.88] But niggas depend on me\n[00:53.64] It ain't safe to hit I-10\n[00:55.59] So niggas fear with me\n[00:56.43] And all the niggas that I went to school wit\n[00:59.28] Got cool wit, went to fool wit\n[01:01.01] I dealt selling that white shit\n[01:02.86] Pushin' cocaine, 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off my shirt\n[01:50.34] But still I puts in work and front for my folks\n[01:53.06] 'Cause where I come from nigga, family just ain't no joke\n[01:56.79] Now D be gettin' married and Edgar on the boat\n[01:59.48] But what about Baby Doe, some say that nigga's selling dope\n[02:02.10] And you know that I ain't lyin', that just how family talk\n[02:04.89] But what you gonna do when the Devil poke you with his fork\n[02:08.56] And everybody sittin' in the pulpit ain't saved\n[02:13.04] Most preachers are false prophets\n[02:14.00] Fuckin' hoes and gettin' paid, I'm lookin' for the\n[02:14.99] Hi life, we livin' that hi life\n[02:23.03] Hi life, we livin' that hi life, mmm\n[02:35.70] (Hi life, mmm)\n[02:38.46] You only got one life to live\n[02:40.29] That's all they give you to do it\n[02:42.17] You could bullshit your way through it\n[02:43.99] Or stay true, it can be complicated\n[02:46.64] 'Cause niggas be gettin' shot in the cross\n[02:48.40] People and names get lost\n[02:49.31] The people in the lane get tossed\n[02:51.29] The streets'll eat your ass alive\n[02:53.01] Take your positions with pistols, bare hands and knives\n[02:55.72] And nobody's surprised if somebody\n[02:57.50] Don't survive the dusk to see dawn\n[03:00.23] It's treacherous how we was left to die\n[03:02.05] On the streets that we be on\n[03:05.60] Motherfuckers sleepin' on them corners that you pee on\n[03:06.52] Probably 'cause society felt they didn't belong\n[03:10.22] Now who in the fuck made it this way for us?\n[03:12.95] Got all these little niggas slangin' that yay\n[03:14.72] Because it ain't like they make high levels gain able\n[03:17.46] And that punk piece of American pie just ain't obtainable\n[03:21.10] So how can I substain a full life before death\n[03:23.89] Man, I'm left out here to make it by my goddamn self\n[03:26.65] Now c'mon, who gives a damn\n[03:29.38] When you can't afford the turkey or ham\n[03:31.19] Livin' off of Raemon Noodles, beef jerky, and 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ain't safe to hit I-10\n  So niggas fear with me\n\n  And all the niggas that I went to school wit\n  Got cool wit, went to fool wit\n  I dealt selling that white shit\n  Pushin' cocaine, niggas holding pistols\n\n  Dependant on the game\n  What ya want me to do?\n  It's like somebody cut my throat\n  Got 20, 000 dollar tryin' to turn it to a hundred\n\n  And ain't nobody got no dough\n  So niggas came to smoke, bad habits do exist\n  And if this bitch came thinking to ease my mind\n  By sucking my dick\n\n  Bitch make up for a minute 'cause that ship never lasts\n  In 1996 niggas is dyin' from layin' on that ass\n  First Magic Johnson got it, then Eazy-E died\n  And you wonder why yo' niggas out there smokin' fry\n\n  I wish that I could tell you, I wore a rubber every time\n  But if I told you that nigga you know that I be lyin'\n  And I've been fucking pussy since the tender age of nine\n  It's gettin' to be a full-time job just tryin' to stay alive\n\n  And Crackers tend to smirk\n 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Tryin' to get through these ungodly days\n  Thinkin' of ways to get the fuck outta this maze\n\n  A man will commit a crime 'cause a fuckin' crime pays\n  I'm going through a phase you don't grow out\n  Until there's a reason a mother fuckers gots to pour out\n  His 40 on the curb, disturbed and left with no doubt in his mind\n\n  But still sometimes he don't know why he walkin'\n  Around just hopin', he can get one more try to make it\n  It's bullshit he going through but yo, he gots to take it\n  You can't fake it, to get that hi life\n\n  Hi life, we livin' that hi life\n  Hi life, we livin' that hi life, mmm\n  (Hi life, mmm)\n\n  Hi life, we livin' that hi life\n  Hi life, we livin' that hi life, mmm\n  (Hi life, mmm)\n\n  Hi life, we livin' that hi life\n  Hi life, we livin' that hi life, mmm\n  (Hi life, mmm)\n"},{"id":13052719,"name":"134. 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 I never wanted to be a G\n\n  But niggas depend on me\n  It ain't safe to hit I-10\n  So niggas fear with me\n\n  And all the niggas that I went to school wit\n  Got cool wit, went to fool wit\n  I dealt selling that white shit\n  Pushin' cocaine, niggas holding pistols\n\n  Dependant on the game\n  What ya want me to do?\n  It's like somebody cut my throat\n  Got 20, 000 dollar tryin' to turn it to a hundred\n\n  And ain't nobody got no dough\n  So niggas came to smoke, bad habits do exist\n  And if this bitch came thinking to ease my mind\n  By sucking my dick\n\n  Bitch make up for a minute 'cause that ship never lasts\n  In 1996 niggas is dyin' from layin' on that ass\n  First Magic Johnson got it, then Eazy-E died\n  And you wonder why yo' niggas out there smokin' fry\n\n  I wish that I could tell you, I wore a rubber every time\n  But if I told you that nigga you know that I be lyin'\n  And I've been fucking pussy since the tender age of nine\n  It's gettin' to be a full-time 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hi life, mmm\n[00:37.36] (Hi life, mmm)\n[00:39.11] I'm tired livin' fucked up, tired of livin' bad\n[00:41.86] Tired of hearing grandma tellin' me\n[00:43.68] When you gonna go to church Chad\n[00:44.56] Now I'm tryin' to live up to the image\n[00:47.35] That she would want me to be\n[00:48.23] But I got one foot in the street\n[00:49.14] And every week I flip a Ki\n[00:50.90] I never wanted to be a G\n[00:51.88] But niggas depend on me\n[00:53.64] It ain't safe to hit I-10\n[00:55.59] So niggas fear with me\n[00:56.43] And all the niggas that I went to school wit\n[00:59.28] Got cool wit, went to fool wit\n[01:01.01] I dealt selling that white shit\n[01:02.86] Pushin' cocaine, niggas holding pistols\n[01:06.55] Dependant on the game\n[01:08.46] What ya want me to do?\n[01:09.33] It's like somebody cut my throat\n[01:11.25] Got 20, 000 dollar tryin' to turn it to a hundred\n[01:13.93] And ain't nobody got no dough\n[01:15.72] So niggas came to smoke, bad habits do exist\n[01:18.45] And if this bitch came thinking to ease my mind\n[01:21.21] By sucking my dick\n[01:22.10] Bitch make up for a minute 'cause that ship never lasts\n[01:23.91] In 1996 niggas is dyin' from layin' on that ass\n[01:28.42] First Magic Johnson got it, then Eazy-E died\n[01:30.23] And you wonder why yo' niggas out there smokin' fry\n[01:33.99] I wish that I could tell you, I wore a rubber every time\n[01:36.68] But if I told you that nigga you know that I be lyin'\n[01:39.37] And I've been fucking pussy since the tender age of nine\n[01:43.05] It's gettin' to be a full-time job just tryin' to stay alive\n[01:45.70] And Crackers tend to smirk\n[01:47.63] Offended by the weed smoke comin' off my shirt\n[01:50.34] But still I puts in work and front for my folks\n[01:53.06] 'Cause where I come from nigga, family just ain't no joke\n[01:56.79] Now D be gettin' married and Edgar on the boat\n[01:59.48] But what about Baby Doe, some say that nigga's selling dope\n[02:02.10] And you know that I ain't lyin', that just how family talk\n[02:04.89] But what you gonna do when the Devil poke you with his fork\n[02:08.56] And everybody sittin' in the pulpit ain't saved\n[02:13.04] Most preachers are false prophets\n[02:14.00] Fuckin' hoes and gettin' paid, I'm lookin' for the\n[02:14.99] Hi life, we livin' that hi life\n[02:23.03] Hi life, we livin' that hi life, mmm\n[02:35.70] (Hi life, mmm)\n[02:38.46] You only got one life to live\n[02:40.29] That's all they give you to do it\n[02:42.17] You could bullshit your way through it\n[02:43.99] Or stay true, it can be complicated\n[02:46.64] 'Cause niggas be gettin' shot in the cross\n[02:48.40] People and names get lost\n[02:49.31] The people in the lane get tossed\n[02:51.29] The streets'll eat your ass alive\n[02:53.01] Take your positions with pistols, bare hands and knives\n[02:55.72] And nobody's surprised if somebody\n[02:57.50] Don't survive the dusk to see dawn\n[03:00.23] It's treacherous how we was left to die\n[03:02.05] On 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They shoot all kinds of game\nI'm just thankful the Lord blessed me\nThat I can see it a hundred miles away, you know?\n\nHigh life\nWe living that high life\nHigh life (high life), mm\nWe living that high life, mm\n\nI'm tired of living fucked up, tired of living bad\nTired of hearing grandmama telling me, \"When you gonna go to church, Chad?\"\nNow I'm tryna live up to the image that she would want to see\nBut I got one foot in the street and every week I flip a ki\nI never wanted to be a G but niggas depend on me\nIt ain't safe to hit I-10, so niggas fear wit' me\nAnd all the niggas that I went to school wit'\nGot cool wit', went to fool wit', out there sellin' that white shit\n\nPushing cocaine, niggas whole existence dependent on the game\nWhat ya want me to do? It's like somebody cut my throat\nGot twenty thousand dollars trying to turn it to a hundred\nAnd ain't nobody got no dough so niggas tend to smoke, bad habits do exist\nAnd this bitch think that she can ease my mind by sucking my dick\nBitch, maybe for a minute but that shit never lasts\nIt's 1996, niggas is dying from laying on some ass\nFirst Magic Johnson got it, then Eazy-E died\n\nAnd you be wonderin' why young niggas out there smokin' fry\nI wish that I could tell y'all I wore a rubber every time\nBut if I told you that, nigga, you know that I be lying\nAnd I've been fucking pussy since the tender age of nine\nIt's getting to be a full-time job just trying to stay alive\nAnd crackers tend to smirk\nOffended by the weed, smoke coming off my shirt\nBut still I put in work and front for my folks\n\n'Cause where I come from, nigga, family just ain't no joke\nNow D be gettin' married, and Edgar on the boat\nBut what about Baby Doe? Some say that nigga's selling dope\nAnd you know I ain't lying, that's just how family talk\nBut what you gonna do when the Devil poke you with his fork?\nAnd everybody sittin' in the pulpit ain't saved\nMost preachers just false prophets fucking hoes and getting paid\nI'm looking for the\n\nHigh life (high life)\nWe living that high life (hey)\nHigh life (high life)\nWe living that high life, mm\n\nYou only got one life to live, that's all they give us to do it\nYou can bullshit your way through it or stay true\nIt can be complicated 'cause niggas be gettin' shot in the cross\nPeople and names get lost, the feeble and lame get tossed\nStreets'll eat your ass alive, take your possessions with pistols\nBare hands and knives and nobody's surprised\nIf somebody don't survive the dusk to see dawn\nIt's treacherous how we was left here to just die on these streets that we be on\n\nMotherfuckers sleeping on them corners that you pee on\nProbably 'cause society felt they didn't belong\nNow, who in the fuck made it this way for us?\nGot all these little niggas selling that yay\nBecause it ain't like they make higher levels gainable\nAnd that quote piece of American pie just ain't attainable\nSo how can I sustain a full life before death?\nMan, I'm left out here to make it by my goddamn self\n\nNow come on, who gives a damn when you can't afford the turkey or ham?\nLiving off of ramen noodles, beef jerky and spam\nNow that's sad, but that's a fact of life\nAll I can see in front of me is up for grabs, come off your slab\n'Cause poverty'll push a nigga over the brink\nOver the edge, especially if you don't know your ledge\nAnd so instead of being without, I'm hustling\nTrying to get through these ungodly days\n\nThinking of ways to get the fuck outta this maze\nA man'll commit a crime 'cause a fucking crime pays\nI'm going through a phase, you don't grow out\nUntil you a reason, a motherfucker gots to po' out\nHis .40 on the curb, disturbed and left with no doubt in his mind\nBut still sometimes he don't know why\nHe walking around just hoping he get one more try to make it\nIt's bullshit he going through, but yo, he gots to take it\nYou can't fake it, to get the high life\n\nHigh life (high life)\nWe living that high life (oh, yeah)\nHigh life (high life)\nWe living that high life, mm (high life)\n\nHigh life\nWe living that high life\nHigh life (high life)\nWe living that high life (high life)\n\nHigh life, mm\nWe livin' that high life (high life)\nHigh life (high life), mm\nWe livin' that high life","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.37] Dawg, it's real up in here\n[00:04.77] Niggas will kill you if you fuck up\n[00:07.14] You know what I'm saying? 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It's like somebody cut my throat\n[01:11.61] Got twenty thousand dollars trying to turn it to a hundred\n[01:14.39] And ain't nobody got no dough so niggas tend to smoke, bad habits do exist\n[01:19.13] And this bitch think that she can ease my mind by sucking my dick\n[01:22.02] Bitch, maybe for a minute but that shit never lasts\n[01:24.97] It's 1996, niggas is dying from laying on some ass\n[01:28.22] First Magic Johnson got it, then Eazy-E died\n[01:31.03] And you be wonderin' why young niggas out there smokin' fry\n[01:34.24] I wish that I could tell y'all I wore a rubber every time\n[01:37.13] But if I told you that, nigga, you know that I be lying\n[01:40.19] And I've been fucking pussy since the tender age of nine\n[01:43.19] It's getting to be a full-time job just trying to stay alive\n[01:46.39] And crackers tend to smirk\n[01:47.56] Offended by the weed, smoke coming off my shirt\n[01:50.66] But still I put in work and front for my folks\n[01:53.73] 'Cause where I come from, nigga, family just ain't no joke\n[01:56.84] Now D be gettin' married, and Edgar on the boat\n[01:59.74] But what about Baby Doe? 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They shoot all kinds of game\nI'm just thankful the Lord blessed me\nThat I can see it a hundred miles away, you know?\n\nHigh life\nWe living that high life\nHigh life (high life), mm\nWe living that high life, mm\n\nI'm tired of living fucked up, tired of living bad\nTired of hearing grandmama telling me, \"When you gonna go to church, Chad?\"\nNow I'm tryna live up to the image that she would want to see\nBut I got one foot in the street and every week I flip a ki\nI never wanted to be a G but niggas depend on me\nIt ain't safe to hit I-10, so niggas fear wit' me\nAnd all the niggas that I went to school wit'\nGot cool wit', went to fool wit', out there sellin' that white shit\n\nPushing cocaine, niggas whole existence dependent on the game\nWhat ya want me to do? 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It's like somebody cut my throat\n  Got twenty thousand dollars trying to turn it to a hundred\n  And ain't nobody got no dough so niggas tend to smoke, bad habits do exist\n  And this bitch think that she can ease my mind by sucking my dick\n  Bitch, maybe for a minute but that shit never lasts\n  It's 1996, niggas is dying from laying on some ass\n  First Magic Johnson got it, then Eazy-E died\n\n  And you be wonderin' why young niggas out there smokin' fry\n  I wish that I could tell y'all I wore a rubber every time\n  But if I told you that, nigga, you know that I be lying\n  And I've been fucking pussy since the tender age of nine\n  It's getting to be a full-time job just trying to stay alive\n  And crackers tend to smirk\n  Offended by the weed, smoke coming off my shirt\n  But still I put in work and front for my folks\n\n  'Cause where I come from, nigga, family just ain't no joke\n  Now D be gettin' married, and Edgar on the boat\n  But what about Baby Doe? Some say that nigga's selling dope\n  And you know I ain't lying, that's just how family talk\n  But what you gonna do when the Devil poke you with his fork?\n  And everybody sittin' in the pulpit ain't saved\n  Most preachers just false prophets fucking hoes and getting paid\n  I'm looking for the\n\n  High life (high life)\n  We living that high life (hey)\n  High life (high life)\n  We living that high life, mm\n\n  You only got one life to live, that's all they give us to do it\n  You can bullshit your way through it or stay true\n  It can be complicated 'cause niggas be gettin' shot in the cross\n  People and names get lost, the feeble and lame get tossed\n  Streets'll eat your ass alive, take your possessions with pistols\n  Bare hands and knives and nobody's surprised\n  If somebody don't survive the dusk to see dawn\n  It's treacherous how we was left here to just die on these streets that we be on\n\n  Motherfuckers sleeping on them corners that you pee on\n  Probably 'cause society felt they didn't belong\n  Now, who in the fuck made it this way for us?\n  Got all these little niggas selling that yay\n  Because it ain't like they make higher levels gainable\n  And that quote piece of American pie just ain't attainable\n  So how can I sustain a full life before death?\n  Man, I'm left out here to make it by my goddamn self\n\n  Now come on, who gives a damn when you can't afford the turkey or ham?\n  Living off of ramen noodles, beef jerky and spam\n  Now that's sad, but that's a fact of life\n  All I can see in front of me is up for grabs, come off your slab\n  'Cause poverty'll push a nigga over the brink\n  Over the edge, especially if you don't know your ledge\n  And so instead of being without, I'm hustling\n  Trying to get through these ungodly days\n\n  Thinking of ways to get the fuck outta this maze\n  A man'll commit a crime 'cause a fucking crime pays\n  I'm going through a phase, you don't grow out\n  Until you a reason, a motherfucker gots to po' out\n  His .40 on the curb, disturbed and left with no doubt in his mind\n  But still sometimes he don't know why\n  He walking around just hoping he get one more try to make it\n  It's bullshit he going through, but yo, he gots to take it\n  You can't fake it, to get the high life\n\n  High life (high life)\n  We living that high life (oh, yeah)\n  High life (high life)\n  We living that high life, mm (high life)\n\n  High life\n  We living that high life\n  High life (high life)\n  We living that high life (high life)\n\n  High life, mm\n  We livin' that high life (high life)\n  High life (high life), mm\n  We livin' that high life\n"},{"id":2381262,"name":"Hi Life","trackName":"Hi Life","artistName":"UGK (Underground Kingz)","albumName":"Ridin' Dirty","duration":325.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Hi life, we livin' that hi life\nHi life, we livin' that hi life, mmm\n(Hi life, mmm)\n\nI'm tired livin' fucked up, tired of livin' bad\nTired of hearing grandma tellin' me\nWhen you gonna go to church Chad\nNow I'm tryin' to live up to the image\n\nThat she would want me to be\nBut I got one foot in the street\nAnd every week I flip a Ki\nI never wanted to be a G\n\nBut niggas depend on me\nIt ain't safe to hit I-10\nSo niggas fear with me\n\nAnd all the niggas that I went to school wit\nGot cool wit, went to fool wit\nI dealt selling that white shit\nPushin' cocaine, niggas holding pistols\n\nDependant on the game\nWhat ya want me to do?\nIt's like somebody cut my throat\nGot 20, 000 dollar tryin' to turn it to a hundred\n\nAnd ain't nobody got no dough\nSo niggas came to smoke, bad habits do exist\nAnd if this bitch came thinking to ease my mind\nBy sucking my dick\n\nBitch make up for a minute 'cause that ship never lasts\nIn 1996 niggas is dyin' from layin' on that ass\nFirst Magic Johnson got it, then Eazy-E died\nAnd you wonder why yo' niggas out there smokin' fry\n\nI wish that I could tell you, I wore a rubber every time\nBut if I told you that nigga you know that I be lyin'\nAnd I've been fucking pussy since the tender age of nine\nIt's gettin' to be a full-time job just tryin' to stay alive\n\nAnd Crackers tend to smirk\nOffended by the weed smoke comin' off my shirt\nBut still I puts in work and front for my folks\n'Cause where I come from nigga, family just ain't no joke\n\nNow D be gettin' married and Edgar on the boat\nBut what about Baby Doe, some say that nigga's selling dope\nAnd you know that I ain't lyin', that just how family talk\nBut what you gonna do when the Devil poke you with his fork\n\nAnd everybody sittin' in the pulpit ain't saved\nMost preachers are false prophets\nFuckin' hoes and gettin' paid, I'm lookin' for the\n\nHi life, we livin' that hi life\nHi life, we livin' that hi life, mmm\n(Hi life, mmm)\n\nYou only got one life to live\nThat's all they give you to do it\nYou could bullshit your way through it\nOr stay true, it can be complicated\n\n'Cause niggas be gettin' shot in the 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And if this bitch came thinking to ease my mind\n[01:21.21] By sucking my dick\n[01:22.10] Bitch make up for a minute 'cause that ship never lasts\n[01:23.91] In 1996 niggas is dyin' from layin' on that ass\n[01:28.42] First Magic Johnson got it, then Eazy-E died\n[01:30.23] And you wonder why yo' niggas out there smokin' fry\n[01:33.99] I wish that I could tell you, I wore a rubber every time\n[01:36.68] But if I told you that nigga you know that I be lyin'\n[01:39.37] And I've been fucking pussy since the tender age of nine\n[01:43.05] It's gettin' to be a full-time job just tryin' to stay alive\n[01:45.70] And Crackers tend to smirk\n[01:47.63] Offended by the weed smoke comin' off my shirt\n[01:50.34] But still I puts in work and front for my folks\n[01:53.06] 'Cause where I come from nigga, family just ain't no joke\n[01:56.79] Now D be gettin' married and Edgar on the boat\n[01:59.48] But what about Baby Doe, some say that nigga's selling dope\n[02:02.10] And you know that I ain't lyin', that just how family talk\n[02:04.89] But what you gonna do when the Devil poke you with his fork\n[02:08.56] And everybody sittin' in the pulpit ain't saved\n[02:13.04] Most preachers are false prophets\n[02:14.00] Fuckin' hoes and gettin' paid, I'm lookin' for the\n[02:14.99] Hi life, we livin' that hi life\n[02:23.03] Hi life, we livin' that hi life, mmm\n[02:35.70] (Hi life, mmm)\n[02:38.46] You only got one life to live\n[02:40.29] That's all they give you to do it\n[02:42.17] You could bullshit your way through it\n[02:43.99] Or stay true, it can be complicated\n[02:46.64] 'Cause niggas be gettin' shot in the cross\n[02:48.40] People and names get lost\n[02:49.31] The people in the lane get tossed\n[02:51.29] The streets'll eat your ass alive\n[02:53.01] Take your positions with pistols, bare hands and knives\n[02:55.72] And nobody's surprised if somebody\n[02:57.50] Don't survive the dusk to see dawn\n[03:00.23] It's treacherous how we was left to die\n[03:02.05] On 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The streets'll eat your ass alive\n\n  Take your positions with pistols, bare hands and knives\n  And nobody's surprised if somebody\n  Don't survive the dusk to see dawn\n  It's treacherous how we was left to die\n\n  On the streets that we be on\n  Motherfuckers sleepin' on them corners that you pee on\n  Probably 'cause society felt they didn't belong\n  Now who in the fuck made it this way for us?\n\n  Got all these little niggas slangin' that yay\n  Because it ain't like they make high levels gain able\n  And that punk piece of American pie just ain't obtainable\n  So how can I substain a full life before death\n\n  Man, I'm left out here to make it by my goddamn self\n  Now c'mon, who gives a damn\n  When you can't afford the turkey or ham\n  Livin' off of Raemon Noodles, beef jerky, and Spam\n\n  Now that's sad, but that's a fact of life\n  All I can see in front of me is up for grabs\n  Come off that slab\n  'Cause poverty will push a nigga over that brink\n\n  Over the edge 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166640\n  end_ms: 168400\n- text: People and names get lost\n  start_ms: 168400\n  end_ms: 169310\n- text: The people in the lane get tossed\n  start_ms: 169310\n  end_ms: 171290\n- text: The streets'll eat your ass alive\n  start_ms: 171290\n  end_ms: 173010\n- text: Take your positions with pistols, bare hands and knives\n  start_ms: 173010\n  end_ms: 175720\n- text: And nobody's surprised if somebody\n  start_ms: 175720\n  end_ms: 177500\n- text: Don't survive the dusk to see dawn\n  start_ms: 177500\n  end_ms: 180230\n- text: It's treacherous how we was left to die\n  start_ms: 180230\n  end_ms: 182050\n- text: On the streets that we be on\n  start_ms: 182050\n  end_ms: 185600\n- text: Motherfuckers sleepin' on them corners that you pee on\n  start_ms: 185600\n  end_ms: 186520\n- text: Probably 'cause society felt they didn't belong\n  start_ms: 186520\n  end_ms: 190220\n- text: Now who in the fuck made it this way for us?\n  start_ms: 190220\n  end_ms: 192950\n- text: Got all these little niggas slangin' that yay\n  start_ms: 192950\n  end_ms: 194720\n- text: Because it ain't like they make high levels gain able\n  start_ms: 194720\n  end_ms: 197460\n- text: And that punk piece of American pie just ain't obtainable\n  start_ms: 197460\n  end_ms: 201100\n- text: So how can I substain a full life before death\n  start_ms: 201100\n  end_ms: 203890\n- text: Man, I'm left out here to make it by my goddamn self\n  start_ms: 203890\n  end_ms: 206650\n- text: Now c'mon, who gives a damn\n  start_ms: 206650\n  end_ms: 209380\n- text: When you can't afford the turkey or ham\n  start_ms: 209380\n  end_ms: 211190\n- text: Livin' off of Raemon Noodles, beef jerky, and Spam\n  start_ms: 211190\n  end_ms: 213950\n- text: Now that's sad, but that's a fact of life\n  start_ms: 213950\n  end_ms: 216640\n- text: All I can see in front of me is up for grabs\n  start_ms: 216640\n  end_ms: 218440\n- text: Come off that slab\n  start_ms: 218440\n  end_ms: 220240\n- text: '''Cause poverty will push a nigga over that brink'\n  start_ms: 220240\n  end_ms: 223040\n- text: Over the edge especially if you don't know your ledge\n  start_ms: 223040\n  end_ms: 225780\n- text: So instead of being without, I'm hustling\n  start_ms: 225780\n  end_ms: 228440\n- text: Tryin' to get through these ungodly days\n  start_ms: 228440\n  end_ms: 230210\n- text: Thinkin' of ways to get the fuck outta this maze\n  start_ms: 230210\n  end_ms: 233070\n- text: A man will commit a crime 'cause a fuckin' crime pays\n  start_ms: 233070\n  end_ms: 235720\n- text: I'm going through a phase you don't grow out\n  start_ms: 235720\n  end_ms: 238420\n- text: Until there's a reason a mother fuckers gots to pour out\n  start_ms: 238420\n  end_ms: 241140\n- text: His 40 on the curb, disturbed and left with no doubt in his mind\n  start_ms: 241140\n  end_ms: 244860\n- text: But still sometimes he don't know why he walkin'\n  start_ms: 244860\n  end_ms: 247570\n- text: Around just hopin', he can get one more try to make it\n  start_ms: 247570\n  end_ms: 251190\n- text: It's bullshit he going through but yo, he gots to take it\n  start_ms: 251190\n  end_ms: 252980\n- text: You can't fake it, to get that hi life\n  start_ms: 252980\n  end_ms: 256620\n- text: Hi life, we livin' that hi life\n  start_ms: 256620\n  end_ms: 266620\n- text: Hi life, we livin' that hi life, mmm\n  start_ms: 266620\n  end_ms: 276680\n- text: (Hi life, mmm)\n  start_ms: 276680\n  end_ms: 279380\n- text: Hi life, we livin' that hi life\n  start_ms: 279380\n  end_ms: 288410\n- text: Hi life, we livin' that hi life, mmm\n  start_ms: 288410\n  end_ms: 297500\n- text: (Hi life, mmm)\n  start_ms: 297500\n  end_ms: 303860\n- text: Hi life, we livin' that hi life\n  start_ms: 303860\n  end_ms: 312030\n- text: Hi life, we livin' that hi life, mmm\n  start_ms: 312030\n  end_ms: 322060\n- text: (Hi life, mmm)\n  start_ms: 322060\n  end_ms: 323820\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 323820\nplain: |-\n  Hi life, we livin' that hi life\n  Hi life, we livin' that hi life, mmm\n  (Hi life, mmm)\n\n  I'm tired livin' fucked up, tired of livin' bad\n  Tired of hearing grandma tellin' me\n  When you gonna go to church Chad\n  Now I'm tryin' to live up to the image\n\n  That she would want me to be\n  But I got one foot in the street\n  And every week I flip a Ki\n  I never wanted to be a G\n\n  But niggas depend on me\n  It ain't safe to hit I-10\n  So niggas fear with me\n\n  And all the niggas that I went to school wit\n  Got cool wit, went to fool wit\n  I dealt selling that white shit\n  Pushin' cocaine, niggas holding pistols\n\n  Dependant on the game\n  What ya want me to do?\n  It's like somebody cut my throat\n  Got 20, 000 dollar tryin' to turn it to a hundred\n\n  And ain't nobody got no dough\n  So niggas came to smoke, bad habits do exist\n  And if this bitch came thinking to ease my mind\n  By sucking my dick\n\n  Bitch make up for a minute 'cause that ship never lasts\n  In 1996 niggas is dyin' from layin' on that ass\n  First Magic Johnson got it, then Eazy-E died\n  And you wonder why yo' niggas out there smokin' fry\n\n  I wish that I could tell you, I wore a rubber every time\n  But if I told you that nigga you know that I be lyin'\n  And I've been fucking pussy since the tender age of nine\n  It's gettin' to be a full-time job just tryin' to stay alive\n\n  And Crackers tend to smirk\n  Offended by the weed smoke comin' off my shirt\n  But still I puts in work and front for my folks\n  'Cause where I come from nigga, family just ain't no joke\n\n  Now D be gettin' married and Edgar on the boat\n  But what about Baby Doe, some say that nigga's selling dope\n  And you know that I ain't lyin', that just how family talk\n  But what you gonna do when the Devil poke you with his fork\n\n  And everybody sittin' in the pulpit ain't saved\n  Most preachers are false prophets\n  Fuckin' hoes and gettin' paid, I'm lookin' for the\n\n  Hi life, we livin' that hi life\n  Hi life, we livin' that hi life, mmm\n  (Hi life, mmm)\n\n  You only got one life to live\n  That's all they give you to do it\n  You could bullshit your way through it\n  Or stay true, it can be complicated\n\n  'Cause niggas be gettin' shot in the cross\n  People and names get lost\n  The people in the lane get tossed\n  The streets'll eat your ass alive\n\n  Take your positions with pistols, bare hands and knives\n  And nobody's surprised if somebody\n  Don't survive the dusk to see dawn\n  It's treacherous how we was left to die\n\n  On the streets that we be on\n  Motherfuckers sleepin' on them corners that you pee on\n  Probably 'cause society felt they didn't belong\n  Now who in the fuck made it this way for us?\n\n  Got all these little niggas slangin' that yay\n  Because it ain't like they make high levels gain able\n  And that punk piece of American pie just ain't obtainable\n  So how can I substain a full life before death\n\n  Man, I'm left out here to make it by my goddamn self\n  Now c'mon, who gives a damn\n  When you can't afford the turkey or ham\n  Livin' off of Raemon Noodles, beef jerky, and Spam\n\n  Now that's sad, but that's a fact of life\n  All I can see in front of me is up for grabs\n  Come off that slab\n  'Cause poverty will push a nigga over that brink\n\n  Over the edge especially if you don't know your ledge\n  So instead of being without, I'm hustling\n  Tryin' to get through these ungodly days\n  Thinkin' of ways to get the fuck outta this maze\n\n  A man will commit a crime 'cause a fuckin' crime pays\n  I'm going through a phase you don't grow out\n  Until there's a reason a mother fuckers gots to pour out\n  His 40 on the curb, disturbed and left with no doubt in his mind\n\n  But still sometimes he don't know why he walkin'\n  Around just hopin', he can get one more try to make it\n  It's bullshit he going through but yo, he gots to take it\n  You can't fake it, to get that hi life\n\n  Hi life, we livin' that hi life\n  Hi life, we livin' that hi life, mmm\n  (Hi life, mmm)\n\n  Hi life, we livin' that hi life\n  Hi life, we livin' that hi life, mmm\n  (Hi life, mmm)\n\n  Hi life, we livin' that hi life\n  Hi life, we livin' that hi life, mmm\n  (Hi life, mmm)\n"}]