[Intro: D-Celli]
D-Celli
Do or Die Music
Someone once told me that if you treat every situation like Do or Die you're gunna die a lot
I disagree
I think that when your backs against the wall... you make it happen
So if you hungry... Eat
(Sample)
“Tell me what (What!), what would I do? If I could feel.”
..If I could feel
[Verse 1: D-Celli]
If I could feel the feelings felt when dudes feel my sh**
A place to live off a hook and a bridge
A playa' ain't a gangsta', but he handles his biz
I got my pen pushing ink it's where the magic exists
Everyday is Christmas; getting paid for my gift
And my checks are getting signed for a flick of my wrist. (For now..)
I'm pinching pennies, pushing dimes
Hittin' chicks, kickin' rhymes
Flipping sh** to get me mines
Do or Die to get me signed
Sick of being Curb Servant;
Curb serving, meant for a bigger purpose
Praying for the days when I could say that is was worth it
God answered back and said I need you to deserve it
(Woah)
What would you do if you could walk in my shoes?
Making every move like you got something to prove?
All or nothing, ain't a Nothing to choose
So your life is on the line like you got nothing to lose
I'm tryna double up, on the double down
Practicing, "Who's the dummy now?"
Only dapps when I come around
Now they don't make a sound
Spitting for the kids who music loud to drown the sound of screamin
When life ain't peachy; don't mean this then you deceive this
Every body love me now no matter the reason
Just Surviving the Times of Do or Die
Tell the truth or tell a lie
Grind or get crucified
Live fly or get scrutinized
Cause they say its bout your -ism like a euphemi-
A euphemis, Are you famous?
If so, then what am I?
Fathers play the villain, only dad was Father Time
Burning bushes, so my blunts look like I'm holding pine
Sqeezing ti-tis like I'm holding .9s
Mom's only son, I was born to shine
(Mom's only son, I was born to shine)
(Born to Shine)
It's Do or Die