[Chorus]

Let's live, let's live, let's live, let's live, let's live

Got to keep livin'

Let's live, let's live, let's live, let's live, let's live

Tryin' to stay, got to stay alive

My niggaz let's live, let's live, let's live, let's live, let's live

You should be livin'

Come on and let's live, let's live, let's live, let's live, let's live

Let's live, let's live



[Verse 1]

I look at my life and I realize I don't wanna let go

No, I'm tryin' to survive I don't wanna die I'm searchin' the best road

Never playin' myself, I'm playin' with death

Nigga y'all better wake up to livin' and appreciate the life ya givin'

Oh no I don't, wanna go, not now man

There's too many things a nigga got planned so much to understand

Still so many goals for me to acheive in, please believe in

It's rough but still that ain't a reason, to stop ya breathin'

They ask if a nigga was scared to pass away

And I'm tellin' 'em, "Hell yeah, I can't hug my babies if I drift and slept in Hades"

It's crazy how niggaz be killin' be sayin' they ready to die

You ready to die? I'm ready to live nigga, grow up wit my kids nigga

Ain't takin' no chances on no after life

Because there's only death after life

So I be spending my time, tryin' to stay alive

If I gotta live and let die



[Chorus]



[Verse 2]

Now that we livin' in a world full of war and murder

But money makes the world go round and round

Everybody killin' everybody what's that sound?

How many make the heat that buck come buck 'em on down

May we all rest in peace

Looks like we gon' all rest in peace

The world R.I.P



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[Verse 3]

Now everybody wanna go to heaven, but nobody wanna die

And that don't make sense

But let me tell ya that I know of a place where, we can go and just chill (for real)

No more crime, no more strain

No more die, no more pain

No more wasting our lives away

Got to pray, got to pray, got to pray, got to pray

Everyday, everyday, everyday, everyday

And if ya fall, be sure to ride and everything's gonna be alright

Just keep ya eyes on ya prize

And maybe you'll make it up out of this life

We all die so young, victims of the gun

A poverty to harmony and then it marks us

My nigga you ready to end it, potnah speak for yourself

I'm down with life, and everything else to hell with death



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