Chris Martin - Livin' Proof lyrics

[Lil' Dap] My life story strictly business never blew my chance Moms kicked me out the house when I was flipping "I'm The Man" Put the boys on the street, make them walk this beat Teach them how to eat, and to seek for peace Son I stamped this name Living Proof cause I mean what I say Bring the fake to reality and make them pay Yo these ghetto rhyme stories got 'em scared to d**h I'm trying to get the f** out, see what the world's about Check it 1986 is when I reached my peak Take my brothers outta state and tried to make some ends meet First destinate your sector then it's just like that Making moves with my brothers and there's no turning back We got thirty-six grams on the scale right now Getting ready with my brothers time to break the sh** down I'm not about k**ing my people but you know how it go Work with me not against me and we'll make mad dough Wear my co-defendant out when I break down with rap Hold me back and give me love and now I'm giving it back A unique sound from the streets and it's just so sweet My living proof life story, let me break it in piece [Melachi the Nutcracker] Yo I rock on the block with the real hip-hop As you start to plot... and jot Yo, I'm coming off with mad rage Eighteen, and hitting the real stage But don't worry 'bout me, cause I'm making it And if I can't have it, then I'm taking it That's how it is, cause I'm living trife Where's my knife, take a chance with your life Rappers decapitate, and disintegrate You I will mutilate, when I penetrate Go for the one when I say raid A hit man for hire and I wanna get paid Cause bullets are sprayed and anybody is laid More money is made and that's the family trade See I make moves and tell what's the truth That's why I'm here, to be living proof [Scratching] [Melachi the Nutcracker] I'm lost, must pay the cost to be the boss With force, rather get my point across I'm going off on the mic insane, out of sight When I take flight (like who, kid?) like Mike And you see, I be rolling like a battlecat And I'm ready to rip on my combat Beef I'm not having that yo, I pull my trigger back And all you p**y n***as know where my heart is at I like to stay down low but yo I flip at times Like when I'm kicking lines, or busting out nines It's like that, should I jump off the roof Syke, cause I wouldn't be living proof "To kick the truth to the young Black youth" [Lil' Dap] The moral of the story - what the f**'s going on? NYCeez won't see two thousand if these n***as keep fronting I used to hustle on the block, now I rock for papes Watch out, the world turn, and I will come back Relieving stress off my brain I got the la-la for that Breaking down all subjects, and then all facts Letting lose everyday, but still, keeping it fat Bust it n***as keep on fronting in this game aight? Scared to d**h a** rappers don't get no props Scared to come to the ghetto talk about busting shots See I can walk around the ghetto stand in peace and at ease Get my ghetto crowd open yo you know what I mean Indeed, see what I see and then you know what I mean Getting ready for the future so don't f** with me My living proof life story n***as I k** it with ease...