Livin Proof - Group Home

My life story strictly business never blew my chance

Moms kicked me out the house

When I was flipping 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 Living 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 trying to get the f**k out

See what the world's about

Check it 1986 is when I reached my peak

Take my brothers outta state

And tried to make some ends meet

First destination your sector

Then it's just like that

Making moves with my brothers

And there's no turning back

We got thirty-six grams

On the scale right now

Getting ready with my brothers time

To break the sh*t down

I'm not about killing 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 giving it back

A unique sound from the streets

And it's just so sweet

My living proof life story

Let me break it in piece

Yo I rock on the block

With the real hip-hop

As you start to plotmand and jot

I'm coming off with mad rage

Eighteen and hitting the real stage

But don't worry 'bout me

'Cause I'm making it

And if I can't have it

Then I'm taking it

That's how it is

'Cause I'm living trife

Where's my knife

Take a chance with your life

Rappers decapitate and disintegrate

You and 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 living proof

I'm lost must pay the cost to be the boss

With force rather get my point across

I'm going off on the mic insane

Out of sight

When I take flight like Mike

And you see I be rolling like a battlecat

And I'm ready to rip on my combat

Beef I'm not having that yo

I pull my trigger back

And all you p**sy niggas know

Where my heart is at

I like to stay down low

But I flip at times

Like when I'm kicking lines

Or busting out nines

It's like that

Should I jump off the roof

Syke 'cause I wouldn't be living proof

The moral of the story

What the f**k's going on

NYCeez won't see two thousand

If these niggas keep fronting

I used to hustle on the block

Now I rock for papes

Watch out the world turn

And I will come back

Relieving stress off my brain

I got the la-la for that

Breaking down all subjects

And then all facts

Letting lose everyday

But still keeping it fat

Bust it niggas keep on fronting in this game aight

Scared to death a** rappers

Don't get no props

Scared to come to the ghetto talk about busting 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

Getting ready for the future so don't f**k with me

My living proof life story niggas I kill it with ease