Freddie Gibbs - Illegal lyrics

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Freddie Gibbs - Illegal lyrics

[Intro] I live my life illegal I live my life illegal For sure I bright, I bright That's why I live illegal [Hook] All my life I live illegal don't give a f** bout the law When my pockets reaching zero I'm fresh out the ghost town similar to your town I'm probably where it goes down Keepin' them toes down around my way All my life I live illegal don't give a f** bout the law When my pockets reaching zero I'm fresh out the ghost town similar to your town I'm probably where it goes down Keepin' them toes down around my way [Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs] Yeah I'ma ride this b**h until the tires ball And I live by the sword so you know I'mma die right by my iron dog Body full of holes and an empty clip Look into my life how it ended quick Caught these n***a's slippin' But I guarantee I'ma take a couple of em with me when I leave these b**h I'm destined to feel the flames, conscience? No, I live insane Loco behind the wheel, fire up the k** and conceal the pain Bustin' back is my only option, and that drive by sh** been played out It's cool to walk up and pop em, make sure you drop em VLs, GDs, and Stones, serving these cluckers all they honor is a dollar my knocka It ain't no structure, no teachers, it ain't no leadership to lean on And the dope man ain't trippin as long as he can get his eat on When I speak about the dope man I ain't talkin bout yo neighborhood pusherman I'm talkin' about them fools on capital hill that overlook us Oversee us, it's facetious how we can't pick up the pieces You young and black and you an endangered species That's why I live illegal [Hook] [Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs] Politicians prosecute us, punk polices try to shoot us Pulled me over for a traffic stop, these fools pulled out they Rugers Told us if we move then they gon put our faces on the news, and clap us in the back, ‘so just relax and don't say nothing stupid Just like they did Oscar Grant, just like they did Sean Bell How you want it, d**h sentence on the spot, or life in the cell? Either way we f**ed up, the game is set up for us to fail A few of these n***as might luck up and not get caught, but most of ‘em tell Most of these n***as snitches setting up they own people Got caught with a whole lotta bricks but he still out here on Chrome Regals Wood kits, I'm surprised nobody knocked out his noodle Witness Protected under pressure, this how n***as will do you n***as betray you, and it's prolly ‘cause these n***as ain't able To put their self in your position, so it's easier to play you Run in your crib and rock your cradle, turn your a** into a sleeper I'm drowin' in these streets and can't get no deeper [Hook]