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Anghellic


Artist: Tech N9ne
Genres: Hip-Hop
Total songs: 4
Year: 2001

This Life Lyrics - Anghellic - Tech N9ne

I used to be the ideal nigga 

Preppy like hilfiger 

Pretty vill nigga 

But wanted to make my dollar bill bigger 

Turned into a field nigga 

Not pickin' cotton 

But pickin' up mics and rockin' 

Recoppin' so I can feel richer 

So I started drinkin' real liquor 

Send me a groupie 

And I will stick her real quick 

The dilsnick it will hit her ex pills 

I can feel nigga best deals 

You can get the steal 

If you ill I'm concealed with a 

Technina millameter by my side 

God used to guide me lucifer beside me 

Evil was lively trippin' with wifey 

Never was treatin' her nicely 

What this music got me into 

This is the message imma send to 

God the evil shit I've been through 

Lettin' me really know what sin do 

Listen 'cause the hurt cut me deep like a ginsu 

 

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This life 

Caught up in the fame 

In the end will I forever 

Burn in the flame 

This life 

I live in the rain 

I'm an angel but the devil's 

Possessing my brain 

 

This life 

Full of money bitches weed and riches 

Kansas city niggas grind it 

Cook it up in the kitchen 

Pay attention to the corner nigga 

Roguish and rugged 

Nigga fuck it it's a must 

I conceal it and tuck it 

This life 

Can make a nigga murder for nothin' 

This life 

For the money have you fakin' and frontin' 

This life 

Can make a nigga take a deal with the devil 

This life 

Got me rippin' up shit in my kennel 

Ya see I live in the rain 

Laugh at the storm 

And mastered the pawn 

Bringin' war at the crack of the dawn 

Tottin' the bomb 

A nigga with a third eye vision 

Like a malachi blowin' smoke in the sky 

See the world through the eyes of a real nigga 

Look into my eyes 

You can tell I'm a rider 

More shows more clothes 

More hoes more dough 

And no foes yo 

 

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This life 

Caught up in the fame 

In the end will I forever 

Burn in the flame 

This life 

I live in the rain 

I'm an angel but the devil's 

Possessing my brain 

 

Some times I wonder 

How did I survive 

With all this drama in front of me 

Poppa went out like a bitch 

For runnin' from me 

Though momma never lied 

She cried 

Seen me sittin' in prison 

Servin' a sentence 

With bad intentions 

Still no repentance 

I'm heart broken while chokin' 

On a joint dipped in water 

And high hopin' the future's wide open 

For my daughter my eyes are open 

To all animosity constantly 

Falling quickly the devil calls it 

A blessing to cross nitty 

Lessons are taught quickly 

Hell my pride will die with me 

Then to repeat back 

To the penitentiary visit me 

Hell bound coffin dwellin' 

Before a life in the cell yelllin' 

Now free me 

I'm in desperate need immediately 

Truthfully speakin' 

My life from night to day 

24 hours I fight 

Despite this hell to pay 

Can't wait to see the day 

When my adventures begin 

With this here life of sin 

I'm all in 

 

This life 

Caught up in the fame 

In the end will I forever 

Burn in the flame 

This life 

I live in the rain 

I'm an angel but the devil's 

Possessing my brain 

 

Is it heaven or hell 

I really can't tell 

It half cupid half relic 

My life is anghellic 

So I dance with the devils 

And I fly with the angel 

And I stand on a level 

Where mind is so tangled 

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