N.O. Joe - Livin' 4 The Moment lyrics

[ VERSE 1: Willie D ] Picture me broke and disgusted, livin like a f**in bum Raggedy clothes, not knowin where my next meal comin from I want the American Dream like Dusty Rhodes Got my eyes on paper, f** these musty hoes Foes die slower than an AIDS patient To a tombstone my enemies lead chasin The police wanna see me in an early grave But I ain't trippin on em muthaf**in pearly gates Ways to get a n***a 'fore he get me Always keep my 'stola with me Never beg for my life if they muthaf**in hit me Face, are you with me? (Hell yeah) The D.E.A. tryin to put me in a jail cell (Hell yeah) But I refuse to be locked up (Hell yeah) Give me a quart of ki rocked up (Hell yeah) Money and murder, that's my motto I take my chances in the ghetto, f** the lotto [ Hook: Scarface ] I live my life for the moment, f** tomorrow Still k**, beg, borrow Money is power Rocks is powder Glock in trousers Block is ours Sold flour Hood sours Crime towers Scream louder [ VERSE 2: Scarface ] Bein broke got a muthaf**a focused on the wrong things Livin illegal, armorin the Regal with gold Danes Twistin muthaf**as up, k**in em even quicker n***as on a suicidal mission to get the scrilla Anybody peeler, I'm still a homicidal k**er Mob with gorillas, servin the fiends smokin chillers And I'm - so high - that I - can touch the sky Above the fallin rain Let me explain, in these streets no pain Murder your partner if he crosses you, n***a, do your thing It's a struggle for position in this cold dark world Survival of the realest geto boys and girls So what you waitin on, get your muthaf**in ranks And your muthaf**in bank, serve your muthaf**in Hank And your dank, I don't think the sun don't shine In 1999 - so grind Ain't no sense in dyin without a dime Listen to the muthaf**in rhymes [ Hook ] [ VERSE 3: Willie D ] Day dark, walk through the valley of the shadow of d**h I fear nothin We all gotta die of somethin Don't blame me if I capitalize Give me the dope and lock me up if I happen to rise Despise any human that ain't a substance to my lifestyle Put me out my mysery, I might smile Why plan the future when everyday there's a new opponent I'm livin for the muthaf**in moment, DMG, get on it [ VERSE 4: DMG ] Well I, n***a, I come to ride Down for the Southside Drive by your community I'm doin him, we bombin Droppin on your muthaf**in squadron Heartless, bring these muthaf**as rigor mortis For the moment, ??? bonin, who want this? Come on and let me know you really, really want it I'm here, now for life, straight up and down, mangler ??? strangler, hang you up n***as get smoked like herb Inner cities to suburbs Word em up, f** em up, tired of bein flat With nothin but these clothes on my back (No scratch) f** that with the middle finger I'm tryin to turn my gra** greener And fertilize my pocket size - for the moment [ Hook ]