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Fes Taylor - Living My Life Lyrics

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  • [Intro: Fes Taylor]
  • Yeah, yeah, needles and thread, and fabric
  • Taylor Made, the album
  • chambermusik.com, cdbaby.com
  • [Fes Taylor]
  • You niggaz ain't gon' do shit to Fes
  • How could you even fix ya lips to spit that mess?
  • And might jump off, spit that tech
  • Oh, you was just rapping, forget I said
  • Make it happen, you know, if our kids ain't fed
  • Then we mask and gloves with the ratchet, leave a nigga past tense
  • My New York accent, Staten, I mastered
  • S.I., N.Y. flow, took years to craft it
  • Seat belt fastened, heat melt plastic
  • Flesh burn fastest, turn a nigga to acids
  • Dust to dust but I don't push leak
  • Go see them Stapleton niggaz, make it holla at Squeak
  • Rhymes the only way I could holla at Tik
  • Still thugging, walking with revolvers in the street
  • If I live this way for the rest of my life
  • Will I take a flight to Heaven or a train to Hell?
  • Still blowing on that haze, frying my braincells
  • Put slugs in ya wig, applying like Wayne gel
  • Honey with fake nails, and weaves like Beyonce
  • Top Model chicks with a face like Stronjay
  • I lace ***** niggaz like lingerie
  • That's 98 cents, it's right across ya face
  • I had a vision, front cover of The Source, but wait
  • I could buy my moms a Jag, what a cost it paid
  • At the studio, I don't oyster bake
  • My life, had a choice to make, I voiced my fate
  • A Rolls Royce, nah, this ain't my wedding day
  • Ring on my finger, I'm engaged to the game (see it, niggaz?)
  • Married to hip hop, want a nigga get shot
  • Got it like a gift shop, rocks in my wristwatch
  • Yea, yea, just watching ya ***** shocked
  • I'm like a race car driver, make a pitstop
  • Yea, get my dick whopped, plus nigga, I get gwop
  • Armor car style like my niggaz making Brinks stop
  • You think not? Pink *****, pink fox
  • I'm a great wolf, ***** 'em on sink tops
  • You blink, ox right to ya voicebox
  • Son, you a boy scout, me, I had to hoist rocks
  • Get ya weight up, homey, I learn to need more spots
  • Grab you by the throat, step on ya Reeboks
  • [Outro: Fes Taylor]
  • Yea, right on ya toes, nigga
  • It's Taylor 2 Fly, Two 4 War Entertainment
  • You know what it is, chambermusik.com
  • cdbaby.com, myspace.com/taylormade240
  • myspace.com/two4warent
  • We got mad pages, check out one of them shits

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