N.o.r.e. - The Life of a...(Gangsta) Capone lyrics

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N.o.r.e. - The Life of a...(Gangsta) Capone lyrics

There'll be a man, one to lead his people into victory One who goes through time, one who seen pain The one who sees the glory, that man is I, Capone The leader, follow me They wanna beat me like Rodney, see me like Pac Have me like O.J. doing a 100 in the drop Railroad me like the Hurricane but I won't stop, let's go Look at my life (Look at my life) Look at my life, I'ma gangsta (Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta) Look at my life (Look at my life) Look at my life, I'ma gangsta (Gangsta) I'ma gangsta Yo, yo, take a journey through my life Walk through the nights with me It's a long road ahead of us, I hope that your night's crispy Queensbridge, a trife city dilapidated slums I've seen political homicides and crack related ones Pac and Biggie, God bless 'em I don't know where to begin Forgive me Lord for I've committed a sin I sold crack to my man's mom, I feed my uncle dope in his arm I testify to every word wrote in this song Except the 5th Commandment, thou shall not k** I obviously ignored it 'cause my blood shall not spill So I chose to squeeze first put you 6 feet deep in the dirt And watch your cold soul emerge from the earth I was a star first, then I grew into the sun Destined to shine over the planet Till I came across a gun, infatuated by the sound When the shots get sprayed, like I'm about to take the streets through another phase Look at my life (Look at my life) Look at my life, I'ma gangsta (Gangsta, motherf**ing gangsta) Look at my life (Look at my life) Look at my life, I'ma gangsta (d**h chant) I'ma gangsta I'm amazed I'm still living, I came close to the end of my days I couldn't have the streets raise my two siblings Or my kid, I'm too thoro, I survived through prison Collide with rival clicks spitting, listen I live life, a like I'm racing to an early d**h Exceeding the speed limit, with no brakes Quiet when I step, reality bites I'm gangsta for life, so I squeeze like I hold the mac precise with 32 shot clips And turn your hard top into a convertible drop whip They talking to rappers, chose my name to reflect I'm hot, grimy entertainers come drama East to West I don't wanna k** no more At times I hear d**h knocking at my front door Feeling like I'm being watched every time that I score What if the pigs got me on surveillance A rebel to the law, I got 2 strikes against me 1 shot in me, a vest and a semi It's me against the world don't tempt me Look at my life (Look at my life) Look at my life, I'ma gangsta (I'ma gangsta man, a motherf**ing gangsta man, hit it) Look at my life (Look at my life) Look at my life, I'ma gangsta (Gangsta, motherf**ing gangsta) I'ma gangsta Ah yo what's all bust from jail, a mink A pound of the real, a 37 inch link Money in the bank, a Coup to match it I was released like a boss mis-acting You know the kind of things a gangsta can relax with Life's a b**h, but f** it Trying to keep my whole faculty covered And spits more like an Iraqian thugging If you gonna take me, mommy I'm coming But if not, they can never break I'ma keep gunning and bust shots Look at my life (Look at my life) Look at my life, I'ma gangsta (I'm the one that was running from the cops I bust back at them n***as) Look at my life (Look at my life) Look at my life, I'ma gangsta (It's real man I came from the bottom strivin' Label to label, with the Yankees now) I'ma gangsta Look at my life (I'm with big bosses) Look at my life I'm a gangsta (The life, it's the loud, the corns, the mourns The kings we movin' up now) Look at my life (Big gangsta moves) Look at my life I'm a gangsta (Taking care of business, my n***as up North, got you) (Streets) I'm a gangsta

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