[ VERSE 1 ] I'm lookin up out the barrel of a .45 Will a nigga survive or will these muthafuckas see me die You see I'm livin in a society Where soldiers breed And you see murder 187 over hustlers greed I told my homie to watch his fuckin back while he blunted I know some niggas that wanna kill him for that five hundred You see a murder from a street my survival skills hand to hand or combat or even shoot to kill Can't let these muthafuckas do you in this game man Leavin cocaine in blood Runnin down the street drain They screamin yea but it ain't because they happy I think they wanna cap me dome Run in my happy home And do me with the chrome But ain't shit poppin Cause you're sure to get your life tooken I got niggas watchin my back When even I ain't look at it
[ CHORUS ] Survival Survival Only the strong can survive Its called survival
[ VERSE 2 ] You see its cold on these blood-thirsty streets nigga You got to figure Even these little muthafuckas packin triggas that'll put you under I heard the thunder of a .20 gauge ????? another nigga dead And still don't make the front page Nobody gives a fuck You're on your own patna better pull some licks but don't jack me Cause you get with this chopper Make you spray yourself or AK yourself If you don't know how much you're worth You should have took your time and weighed yourself Its 50/50 in the city when its life or death you can take it Or I could have my last breath Its do or die die or do Me and you Which one will survive when all the killin is through Some niggas leavin dumb before they realize The name of the muthafuckin game is survive nigga
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[ VERSE 3 ] muthafuckas say that I'm a paranoid nigga Because I'm strapped with the infrared and the mack 11 everyday put a happy big face up in your 6 tray ????????? see who survive Before you get off 2 shots Nigga I'm gon get off 5 Cause I ain't the one to be the corpse Up in this muthafucka You know you're fuckin With the original dead body chucker Punk ass niggas can't get next to this Dead O.G.'s be hautin my body like the muthafuckin exorcist Run up on niggas dumpin they homies bodies up out they car Its just some hardcore shit thats uncut and raw we do the shit cause niggas can't understand that everybody up on the block Can't be the muthafuckin top man Its scrilla for every nigga so strive and you will be the nigga to survive
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Compositores: Robert Lee Green Jr (Spice 1), Etienne Lavonne Clark ECAD: Obra #25362033