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 beatTeach 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 worlds 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 well 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

Thats 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 whats the truth

That's why I′m here, to be livin' proof

Leave it up to me while I be livin′ proof

Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough

Leave it up to me while I be livin' proof

Life as a shorty shouldn′t be so rough

Leave it up to me while I be livin′ proof

Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough

Leave it up to me while I be livin′ proof

Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough

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

The moral of the story - what the fucks 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

Leave it up to me while I be livin' proof

Life as a shorty shouldn′t be so rough

Leave it up to me while I be livin' proof

Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough

Leave it up to me while I be livin′ proof

Life as a shorty shouldnt′ be so rough

Leave it up to me while I be livin' proof

To kick the truth, to the young black youth