Artist: Live Squad Album: Game of Survival Song: Game of Survival Typed by: westbingmanson@gmail.com [Intro] That nigga crazy Uh flava, get that motherfuckin money, you know what im sayin I'm surviving, fuck that, aint tryin to be broke, know what im sayin [Chorus: Grand Puba samples] Raised in the ghetto Raised in the ghetto Raised in the ghetto Raised in the ghetto, singing songs called survival [Verse 1: Stretch] Straight up and down, this story's all about street life Where most live by the gun and others live by the knife This aint no sell outs, damn about fake shit Cuz when we come you know we come legit Now you dumb motherfuckers won't understand this And the powers gunna clinch they fist But we don't give a fuck cuz we tell it how it is Now let me get down to biz When we was growning up, we was living in poverty Hand me down clothes was given to me Poor memories, boy I got em Only broke ???? coming out the bottom And the apartment was roach infested One double bed was where four of us rested We didn't have shit, P-double O R Now im a mothafuckin star But back then, my parents never had enough dough I had to rob a nigga for a pair of steel toes They had the rent to pay, plus they had bills So a nigga had to get ill And go for mine the only way I knew how Whatever, Whatever, Im tryna tell ya now, kid It was robbin or stealin, or sellin drugs on the street Shit, Cuz a niggaa gotta eat Yeah, but then I got older and bolder, Turn into to a motherfuckin soldier Now im the Mac Top General Moving keys with ease, like they was motherfuckin minerals And the streets we're controlling And the stinky ass cops is on the payroll and My brother young Majesty been wit me (right here) He been down since day o-n-e We're playing the crazy ill game of survival The thought of us starving is dead on arrival We're untouchable, god-damn immortals After the hook, Maj kick the moral [Chorus: Grand Puba samples] Raised in the ghetto Raised in the ghetto Raised in the ghetto Raised in the ghetto, singing songs called survival [Verse 2: Majesty] Fuck being positive, I lived in the ghetto Not in a condo, so to the block I had to go Hustlin', scramblin', stickin, whatever Never got caught cuz I was too fucking clever To the powers I'm dumb, but on the streets I'm Einstein On Springfield is where you'll constantly find Niggas like me with a pocket full Always on some shit, so my gun I pull Cuz im at war, motherfucker, tell em give it up A niggas gotta survive so I don't give a fuck That's why you'd do what I did, because ya had to eat But yo, now I'm here schooling on this funky beat And to my man Ed Lover I give a special thanks Cuz if it wasn't for him I'd been done robbed a bank Americas most wanted for murdering police But while they on the ally illin like a beast This is for the North, the South, the West and the East They're tryna tell us how to live, are they crazy man? We gotta survive, the best way we can Be positive? What are you, dumb? Poverty is where we comin from But when we sell a gem, you say we outta order But how the fuck did we get across the border? And how the fuck did we get across the water? You don't know, you don't have a hunch They're the leaders of the motherfucking bunch When theyre in our neighborhoods they point they fingers But believe me that they are the head ringers Coke killin us, locking us up, saying we wildin But fuck that shit, you know we just survivin