12 O'Clock - In My Life lyrics

[Intro: Prodigal Sunn (Madame Dee)] Oooh... you are my life You, are my wife Throughout the hands of time Oh darling please Why do we end up like this... Haha, nah, (my life, my life) nah son I do what I wanna do, man (livin' my life) Nah, I can laugh son, you know me? I been through a lot in my life (my life) Yeah, I remember that, the coming Real things in my life, life, uh-huh (my life) I seen so much in my lifetime (livin' my life) But I stay in my right mind (my life) [Prodigal Sunn] It's been a twelve year stretch Yet, more fans pay for the catch Industry vet, digital tech, militant set Sippin' old school Moet, gold diamonds begets Cash a check, long live the king, respect '88 rep', JVD double deck ca**ette Winnin' all bets, put your money down on the Sunn Let me tell you how the east was won About the beast who shun How we did it for them maximum funds '87 on the tranpipe, traffic and Un Platinum ones, a new lifestyle we begun Livin' by the sword, watchin' others die by the gun Scuffle for crumbs, and sortin' off the gum in the numb Sellin' hot ones, certified drums, fiends and bums Movin' fast, so they young peso, we sayin' my grace Pardon myself, for every time that I sold base Chemical waste, leap from the bed, tastin' your mouth From the jungles of New York, through the hills of the South My life, my life, my life [Chorus 2X: Prodigal Sunn (Madame Dee)] I seen so much in my lifetime, lifetime (livin' my life) But I stay in my right mind, right mind (my life) And I'm livin' my li-e-life, livin' my lie-e-life And I'm feelin' all right-e-ight, feelin' all right-e-right (my life) [12 O'Clock] What's up bro'? I smell coochie over there And if you come over here, you get the rachet to your ear It's my life, you disrespect, you disappear I'm from a place where it's piss in the project stairs In the Puerto Rican stores, sellin' kids that beer Had a bad thing happen, lost Dirt last year But to me, it seems only family cared See my heart pumps no fear, my eyes, them tears [Chi-King] Last time I seen my mother, I was two years old Born and bread in the streets, from East New York to the O Type of things, I seen dog, kind of hard to elope Fall from my life five times, got shot with a 25 Now I keep three nines to stay alive Raised from the struggle, lionheart king of the bubble Quick on the hustle, where any second bullets'll touch you City to city, Indiana, New York and Philly [Chorus 2X] [Madame Dee] Life is a game that we play Some die, others see another day The strong survive, the real keep it live Through the good and the bad, runnin' like you never have [Prodigal Sunn] Yo, I sizaline from a criminal scene, subliminal scenes Triplin' CREAM, blazin' that, mystical gleem Keep my eyes keen, cuz everythin ain't always what it seems To be, G-O-D's we reps supreme, you'll see On any degree, the best kept, machinery Blowin' devils out the frame, don't mean a thing to me Cuz the fitted made Mivato's, make it pop From New York to Colorado, Cali, Vegas, Monte Carlo Keep my shell rip, throat is the clip, tongue be the trigger Voice be the river, deep in these streets like Barry White Carry the light, married to the words I recite Keep a shorty on the side, type steady for pipe Stay committed heavily write, sweet melody price Old soul with the seventy spikes, heavy on ice Cla**ic Chevy with the cherry read dice, pretty face Apple bottom, princess cut, shade nice [Chorus to fade]