CHORUS: Jus livin' up, jus livin' up, don't stop, don't stop, don't stop, no X2
(High Hand)
Dawg, I'm looking past the fact that nothin' gona last, friends or fam gone quicker then John Claude Van Daaaam , So I appreciate each min like its prepaid, don't matter who stayed, my mind still the same, heavy mental as a youngn, bumpin' heads wasn't shovelin', So I thought myself mind over matter, Buddhist zen master, holding it down like a anchor, Repin' people not a city cuz we all strugglin' hustlin', call it hood livin' but man I ain't pointin' flexin' , mention HH, story goes, chapter one, got sh** done, scratch the flakes, cop an 8th, roll a few jays, 22, but you swear I'm older, bolder then a font, impact, known to chief fat, and kick back
CHORUS: Jus livin' up, jus livin' up, don't stop, don't stop, don't stop, no X2
THE AIR IS VERY THIN, THIS ALLURE IS AS CLOSE 2 HEAVEN
BEIN REALISTIC ALLOWS U 2 MAKE RIGHT DECISIONS
THIS THAT IRON LUNG DEFINITIVE COLLECTORS EDITION
ALWAYS SAY W/E ON YA MIND, TAKE YA TIME, 2 PERFECT THE RHYMES
NEVER CAUGHT ROLLIN SOLO
THEY FROM THE HOOD, WHERE THEY KNOW NO GOOD
BURN 1 FOR DEM TRIPPY KIDS - BURNIN HIPPIE STIX
ALWAYS ROLLIN' DEEP WITH THEY CLICKS
KICK A HOLE IN THE SPEAKER, PULL THE PLUG & THEN JET
D.A. KNOWN POUR PASSION INNA 25 MIN SET
COMPETITION EVEN IN MY COMPOSITION,
SOUR ROLLED, NEVER NO REGINALD