Live and Die

Uh, that's right
Uh, know what it is

I remember mix-tape exclusive, no-name producers
You wasn't hot till you sold by all boosters
Run up in the chicken coop, corner the rooster
We used to call that "jammin' the chickens"
Them the old days; goddamn it, I miss 'em
We was rappin' 'fore we knew what it was
We was rappin' for a reason to cuss
Now I just rap 'cause I'm fuckin' in love with it
Kinda shy guy, so I had to go public with it
Hip-hop and fish scales and a blue G wedding
Had twins called Hell and Heaven
Nobody really knows when they watchin' a legend till he gone
Till y'all Kingdom Come in God's name
Come back like Christ and demand for his throne
Rock oil on floatin' cologne
That's why these feel so bitches can't leave me alone
I'm gone

[Chorus]
Yeah, I live and die for this shit
Hip-hop, the love of my life
Ha, uh, I live and die for this shit
Hip-hop, the love of my life
Ha, uh, I live and die for this shit
Hip-hop, the love of my life
Yeah, uh, I live and die for this shit
Damn straight, I'm-a ride for my bitch, ha

Yeah, and I do what I gotta
Live for this shit, and I prolly die 'bout it
Time to switch it up; the game done got too crowded
All you niggas shuckin' and jivin', I doubt it
Dealin' this and killin' that lame, sound childish
The only trap is in ya brain; nigga, snap outta it
Ain't nothin' wrong with bein' smart, black, and proud of it
We all came a long way, but got a thousand miles to get, shit
But ain't I allowed to vent?
We need more cuttin' in; instead they sound a bit like whoever
Got a hit and probably out now
Welcome to the city of men; it's goin' downtown
But I am from a part of the slum where the hustle is brung
Where they think that success wouldn't come
I am hip-hop and a student of song
Profess all the molds, I'm coming second-to-none
I'm hollin'

[Chorus]

Yeah, they figured hip-hop's a fad--it would die out quick
But it spread like wild fires, got the whole world lit
Can't stop boppin' they head; they bumpin' our shit
B.G. to Germany, got 'em pumpin' they fists
Got soldiers all over gettin' crunk in this bitch
Shoot up the charts with number one hits
Shoot up the club with a full clip
How you like us now? The whole world till I dig, yeah
Hip-hop, the love of my life, my girl, my bitch
My wife, my soul-mate; without her I'm sick
Tie the knot, jump the roo--we a perfect fit
No prenup: she was with me before I was rich
We fell in love when we were just kids
Ain't see no love last as long as this
Till death do us part; God forbid we split
Let nothin' break this relationship