Texty:
Alive Kitchen

shoulder You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder Now tuned into the muh'fuckin' greatest Best rapper alive, best rapper alive

not why, fear not much while we're alive Life is for living, not living uptight, see ya somewhere up in the sky Fear not die, I'll be alive for a million

smiled a lot They'd lay awake at night So in love It was a good good year The kids were alright, "Highway to Hell" beat out "Stayin' Alive", The Clash

and I really don't care I've been waiting since last June For this day to finally arrive I'm so happy (happy) now just to be alive 'Cause any minute

on the first night This is for my bitchess, wit the style and grace Who ain't hearin' nothing, talkin', but the Benjamin face I ain't bullshittin', I trick 'em and run up in they kitchen

mortal edge (With no defense) To state the obvious This world is perilous for us No sense (No sense) And no guide (No guide) Ain't it beautiful to be alive

'm G.I Joe I'm killing it that's why them man are switching They threw some dead punches, but I'm still alive and kicking There's too many cooks in the kitchen

Got out of prison back in '86 and I found a wife Walked the clean and narrow Just tryin' to stay out and stay alive Got a job at the rendering plant

Wish I could holla an' you physically listen, ma picture me shitting Came far from chopping crack in the kitchen Hated when I was a thug, couldn?t understand