Livin' Pro

Intro:
Yo! this is the mighty nutcracker, no doubt
Check it out
It is ok that we make mistakes
No one on this level is perfect
It is ok to cry and make mistakes
That is part of bein of a human being
We must sacrifice for the best and the best is yet to come
So everyone who doubt in thee
I'm just sayin: ffuck you!

(interlude cuts:
Our society is fucked up
They're fuckin our brothas
This is-s-s, this is white society
They've, problem, us, uh
This shit ain't no god damn accident
This shit wears niggaz out to heart
This shit was created for us
This shit was created to make niggaz tweak
It must be something in the... the nigga blood or something
This shit... these ni-ni-niggaz, ni-ni-niggaz)

Verse one:

Aiyyo the crooks be crooks and the sons be sons
Made the biggest man beat the man with the biggest guns
So elevate my mindstate, and take the weight
Cock back two gats, it's power ?moves ma?
I sacrifice my lifestyle, that i'm livin
For or the real shit in drama that'll be givin
For years, i never faked jackson with fear
Step to my misions, man to man, act my own airs
One for one, go for yours, blow for blow
All out schemes cc, the big toe
Yo, i sacrifice my lifestyle, man
Wordu, yo, uh..

Verse two:

Here's a message from god, show'im how we roll hard
This lifestyle i must sacrifice with the def squad
It's all about, no getting' minds no fuckin' doubt
And all y'all fake fuckin niggaz need a break out
Word up, yo, i kill you in the battle
Deadly like a rattle snake
But i don't rattle
Here's a sattle for the ride up ya life
And if you don't know me, i think you better think twice
You better step or check for someone else
When you step in my trap, you wreck yourself
Here's the wealth, good health and the money
You funny, like a fuckin dummy bugs bunny
Feel my wrath, here's my ass in the gold drag
Cause i love to blast, and i love to crash
Everyday we do it around my way
Have no time to play, i just fade away...
I sacrifice my lifestyle

(interlude cuts:
Hey, you can't change anything
Just goin' on, youknowhat...
Hope y'all... don't let tv take off your minds
Le-learn and think for yourself)

Verse three:

Ain't nothing sweet, you and death'll meet
Fuckin withe streets, shit's real
We know the deal so we pack steel
We be the individuals livin reventless
Packin the automatic weapons and bullet proof vest'es
Me and my crew got to live in proof
Livin proof- so i choose not to fake moves
I make moves and break rules if i have to
No dough, so i got the gat pointed at you
By any means i'm out for cream
And willin to do sticks, catch vicks
Because i'm on some trife shit
Yo, i sacrifice my lifestyle man, wordup

Outro:

The absolute nutcracker
The boogie-woogie body snatchas
Yea, to my nigga deputy
*?kidnap paper?* knuhmsaying
My nigga headquarters
Smily, the ghetto child
Brainsick mob, a mob, yo, yeah, uh

Yo, i'll be your black pantha, all in your dreams
Up against the wall they caught me 'cause you can cp
And you ain't suppose to die of natural death, that's that
Got the world carved on mines, fuck who's underslines
Watchin' all these niggas in the street for a while
Break it down more than motherfuckin' third port south
I keep it real ou keep it to yourself and don't say jack
Every time i turn around and you're all in my back
For what? i don't know
These others won't leave me alone
I've been here for 20 years
I'm here to stand my ground
And these devils gettin' open but they can't get down
Checkin' lyrics to the city like a newport c's
These types of lyric that's mine that's organized with the time
I'm on the road checkin' my v.i.
I just wanted cut
But the seasons enough to touch got 'em all fucked up
What you want right now you many see mad later
Yo my word is devine you got to seek and find
And took place to rest my mind ono petyy crimes
Yo i'm up against the wall

[nutcracker]
Yo the world is falling
Death is calling
I don't know mc's be brawling
On the mike, when i get hyped
Whenever you want yo whatever you like
Bite on my style, i like that
Yo here is your feedback with one smack
Yeah, you know what i'm saying?
No time to be playing 'cause these niggas be delaying
Word yo when i get busy
Here and over there to new york city
One for one, one for all
I'm on the wall my back is on the wall

Yo is a wonderful world, a world of wonder
I thunder and thunder i won't go under
Won't get in the trap i'm passed all that
You stupid mothefucka my rhyme is phat
Phat as can be on the m-i-c
In the place to be, if you can see
You don't know then go ask your momma
Eatin' mcs live like jeffery dahmer
One of one, one for all
I'm on the wall, i'm on the wall

[lil' dap]
That's what i see in these stree rockin' rugged and hard
In this end five standers is gettin' pop this car
Niggas not keeping it real and they will get par
5-o form my back thinkin' that they're in guard
Brothers keep on deviding and we won't get far
The devil's on some slick shit ready to hold us down
But i maintain my focus and just hold the fort down
You all know a situation funny thing like this
Unsuspicious yellow cb riding thru the east
Stereo-type brother make the undercovers wonder
Got lawyers all in the east ready to shine my light
Nutcracker get 'em pen for his spark the night
For my brothers and my sisters in the streets dong their thing
My back is against the wall and can't do a damn thing
Yo i'm up against the wall

[guru]
From jump street i thump beats, that's bangin in the streets
See now my cypher's complete
I got each of my brothers on my side, right and left
Who's next to flex, i get more thrills than sex
Microphone is like a loaded mac
Who's that there that's tryin to hold us back?
I don't think so, we attack the premises
I'm like your nemesis, devils better remember this
Yo, the g-u-r-u, of the gang, can always hang
I'll string you out, with the dope that i sling
And you can't touch it, when i'm goin off
And crazy shouts, to my niggaz up north
Although you're locked down, you're still on my mind
So rewind selector, rewind rewind
I'm kickin shit off my dome
I puff the chalice with dread feel the steel the real the chrome

Me and my fam take this rap shit serious
New york to l.a., and you niggaz best to fear this
(repeat 2x)

[lil' dap]
Aiyyo spark up the mic, little shorty on some wild shit
I'll pull your file, walk down the streets without a smile
Kid shit is gettin hectic, i'm packin a mac-10
Niggaz wanna check it, i'm thirsty for action
Ninety-five shit is real gotta pack my steel
Just in case a nigga try to kill me, chill
I ain't goin out like that
I bust enough caps in backs, and other niggaz they be fakin jacks
Best what, to back up, before you get smacked up
You act up, reload the clip, now back up
Straight up, don't let me break fool because you lose...

Me and my fam, take this rap shit serious
New york to l.a., and you niggaz best to fear this
(repeat 4x)

[big shug]
I sit back, and watch mc's take freefalls
Bounce em off walls, like superball
Stand tall, and terrorize mc's
All the ones who wanna be like me
You can't get with the exquisite shit i kiddick
You get caught up, like ted kennedy, in chappaquidick
You can't roll with my flavor or style
I outlast mc's by miles, and i got
The hot, style that pops
I'm givin hardrocks body shots when i rock
You can't even test me, no matter how hard you try
Fuck around lay around punk, do or die
I'm back again, the roughneck nigga from boston
When i swing, i got mad drama that i bring
The crews, all back me up
And we come to rip cause our shit's too rough, yeah!

Me and my fam, take this rap shit serious
New york to l.a., and you niggaz best to fear this
(repeat 4x)

[big shug] uhh
[lil' dap] yeah, baby pah like this

[lil' dap]
So much anger built inside
I'm a legend of my time 95 is mine
And this punk-style niggas thinkin' that they are fly
Talk about the ghetto life but they don't know the hard times
I'm eatin' curried chicken and rice these folks look nice
Smoking lala with my nigga 'till the day turns night
Watchin' fiends hustle for skins to fuck up their thing
We want their back gets cool
You never know tho's a fool
Real niggas know the rule i pack a 2 for these fools
Half kid set loose in this inner city blue
Check it out
Where my niggas at?
Where my niggas at?
Where my niggas at?

[nutcracker]
Hey yo nigga i flip, and jump i shift
For shooting nigga in the face for i shoot to give
Check it
Swing the mic live in trife do what you like
I hit your moms in the head with a metal pipe
Walk through the valley of death with no fear
I'm knockin' suckas like a runaway deer
So step off son you just can't get none
No matter how strong they get done
I grab my gun in the presence of danger
I'm real frustrated with so much anger
Express myself violently that's how i think
So stand back i'm hittin' harder than a fuckin' tank
I just cut my g's and keep steppin'
I'm gettin' respect of for the damage i be wreckin'
The nutcracker and i have no biddy
That's how it is for the kids in the inna city

[lil' dap]
Lyric disolve from your dome will get done before i break your brain
Ain't nothin' to insane got them open like cocaine
Check it out party people as i speak with the list
People said we couldn't do it 'cause they can't feel it
Word is born shit is on now let's all sing along
Check it out for my nigga that are r-i-p
Pourin' air on his face think about your disease
Nothing can be better but the shit goes on
But that's life ah, in the inna city

[nutcracker]
I make you wanna jump, sike, i kill a fuckin' mike
I write the hype dope lyrics that you like
I stay low key to myself and keep stepping
You wanna fight while i'm reaching for my murder weapon
A young nigga, i'm only eighteen
When my peoples had beef i was always on the scene
I'm the nutcracker and i do what i like
That's how we live in this inna citi life

Now now now let's get this straight
I am the star of this act
I never scared a nigga that ain't shit
Niggas ain't scared of nothin'
Except not being able to get some pussy

Intro:
Check it out "the realness"-mobb deep
Yeah yeah. the foundation. b&b kid. 183rd.

Smiley aka the ghetto child:
Yo yo my mind rate metallurgy like a nigga upstate
That's pushing mad years of crazy weight
I penetrate the shit that you love to hate
Time to meet your fate no time to negotiate
I meditate in my room
Holdin' on map hopin' that a revolution is comin' soon
The smoke consumes my brothers holdin' grudges
Walkin' in courts i and throw ? at the judges
And my cousin is on the run from '89
The pigs came to my crib and saiid they found a bloody nine
With your fingerprints on the evidence
Fuck that let's go to the roof and bust off the macs
I want a lex and clean sex
And every apartment furnishin' the whole projects
I don't regret becomin' a mc
My only regret the real ghetto child memory
My man lil' dap "comes equipped" - mobb deep 'shook ones part 2"
Yeah nut cracker yo "comes equipped"
Yeah brainsick mob "comes equipped"
A mob yo "comes equipped

Lil' dap:
Yo i've been brakin' you brothers just to reach the top
Can't stop hip hop running through these veins
East new york style one love to the streets
Beatin' down all these rappers like cookers apon the beat
Chicks like my t.l.c. cause they like the way i creep
When your man leave home i rock that ass to sleep
It's a new york thing mad love from brainsick
When we're walking through the ghetto and we're poppin' some shit
I'm on my way goin' home drinkin' a heinagen
Back to the destination where it all begin
Get these motherfuckers off before i brake them in
And for you fish ass niggas we're not havin' it
Yo nut you know the feelin' when things ain't right
When these non fiction niggas start to rap on the mic
I keep shit to myself and keep it real with the game
Fake niggas hang around but they get no fame
Check it out uh

Hook:
"the realness" -scratching

Melachi the nutcracker ?:
Let me show you what the fucks goin' on in this so called game
I'll leave you dead the only thing you feel is the pain
From the man collectin' elevatin' his stacks
My name is black if you front get your wig pushed back
I speak the truth plus i keep it sharf for my fam
Like conan choppin' niggas up on this jam
The beat is cook so stupid niggas open your eyes
I'm on the rise check it brainsick enterprise
I keep it movin' and can't shit hold me back
I'm on your map i bet you didn't even know that
Slow your role ease back up don't play bold
Cause if you see me black the star i got total control
Comin' through with the sick yeah we click click click
Me and my partner jack the ripper yeah we on some shit
And i know you can't hang so don't ride my dick
Cause i "comes equipped" with that brainsick shit

Jack the ripper:
I go deep into my mind and then i starts to flip
Blowin' up ain't shit watch your bitch get hit
From the brainstorm so let it storm let it storm
When my lyrics digest and rip through your fuckin' chest
So while you sweatin' i be wreckin' plus i can't be stopped
I wanna rule hip hop an blow a hole in the chart
Keep it movin' cause you know jack do it right
Flippin' mic after mic then i call it the night
So what's my destination?
Yo to make it not fake it
Livin' in this fuckin' world is like total domination
To all my niggas in the east yo ray rest in peace
Make your heart skip a bet because my sound is unique
No hesitation because your ass will get hit
So i will take yours and i will take his
Now you niggas now what the fuck the real is

Hook

My life story strictly business never blew my chance
Moms kicked me out the house when i was flippin "i'm the man"
Put the boys on the street, make them walk this beat
Teach them how to eat, and to seek for peace
Son i stamped this name livin' proof cause i mean what i say
Bring the fake to reality and make them pay
Yo these ghetto rhyme stories got em scared to death
I'm tryin to get the fuck out, see what the world's about
Check it nineteen-eighty-six is when i reached my peak
Take my brothers outta state and tried to make some ends meet
First destinate your sector then it's just like that
Makin moves with my brothers and there's no turnin back
We got thirty-six grams on the scale right now
Gettin ready with my brothers time to break the shit down
I'm not about killin my people but you know how it go
Work with me not against me and we'll make mad dough
Wear my co-defendant out when i break down with rap
Hold me back and give me love and now i'm givin it back
A unique sound from the streets and it's just so sweet
My livin' proof life story, let me break it in piece

Yo i rock on the block with the real hip-hop
As you start to clock... and jock
Yo, i'm comin off with mad rage
Eighteen, and hittin the real stage
But don't worry bout me, cause i'm makin it
And if i can't have it, then i'm takin it
That's how it is, cause i'm livin trife
Where's my knife, take a chance witcha life
Rappers decapitate, and disintegrate
You i will mutilate, when i penetrate
Go for the one when i say raid
A hit man for hire and i wanna get paid
Cause bullets are sprayed and anybody is laid
More money is made and that's the family trade
See i make moves and tell what's the truth
That's why i'm here, to be livin proof

Chorus:

"leave it up to me while i be livin proof"
"life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough" --> inspectah deck
(both lines from c.r.e.a.m.)
(cut and scratched by dj premier 4x)

I'm lost, must pay the cost to be the boss
With force, rather get my point across
I'm goin off on the mic insane, out of sight
When i take flight (like who kid?) like mike
And you see, i be rollin like a battlecat
And i'm ready to rip on my combat
Beef i'm not havin that yo, i pull my trigger back
And all you pussy niggaz know where my heart is at
I like to stay down low but yo i flip at times
Like when i'm kickin lines, or bustin out nines
It's like that, shit i jumped off the roof
Pysch, cause i wouldn't be livin' proof

"kick the truth, to the young black youth" --> inspectah deck

The moral of the story - what the fuck's goin on?
Nyceez won't see two thousand if these niggaz keep frontin
I used to hustle on the block, now i rock for papes
Watch out, the world turn, and i will come back
Relieven stress off my brain i got the la-la for that
Breakin down all subjects, and then all facts
Lettin lose everyday, but still, keepin it fat
Bust it niggaz keep on frontin in this game aight?
Scared to death ass rappers don't get no props
Scared to come to the ghetto talk about bustin shots
See i can walk around the ghetto stand in peace and at ease
Get my ghetto crowd open yo you know what i mean
Indeed, see what i see and then you know what i mean
Gettin ready for the future so don't fuck with me
My livin' proof life story niggaz i kill it with ease...

Chorus + "to kick the truth, to the young black youth"