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Dead Boys Dead And Alive

Chorus:] Dead and alive ain't breathing I'm Dead and alive feeling so damn Dead and alive Being a servant by day Smiling and stroking my way I get my

hoe Cusswords, just don't quit Motherfuck you damn shithead bitch It's Too $hort, on the mic, and it don't stop And it don't stop, and it won't stop,

Scoo do do do do do do Racecars and Weed Jars Nigga [Verse 1:] I got a style for every bump in ya face, Greaseball ass nigga, Pontiac Judge Open and

warm With minks up on my back, and rocks up in my charm So bitch ring the alarm, and tell 'em I've arrived The greatest ever born, that's dead or alive

ruckus? Because release day is bigger than Mandela's, motherfuckers Chorus: Just some ghetto boys Living in these ghetto streets -- these ghetto streets And everyday they gotta fight to stay alive

started all this crazy shit And now we never set out without a loaded clip And we headed up to the dunk rim Little boys on the court so we punked them out And

is gone Boys, it's on 'cause the homies watch your back Life is over like that Once it's done, it's done, it's dead Ticky tocky, ticky dead A thousand

ours Leave us pure water and forest uncut think of tomorrow leave something for us Your God may be dead but ours is alive we think without him we cannot

steal cars, we steal people We eat like dogs, but we still people And even when ya lost, trouble still see you And even if ya dead broke, we are still