Life Is Tragic Lyrics - Singles - Dj Muggs

Yeah, what? '96 

One two, one two, nine-double-tre 

Infamous Mobb up in this, Infamous Mobb 

Up in this shit, *?nine car?* to the year 2 G 

We're all set like this, to my nigga Kicko 

Yo, y'all, Gambino, godfather 

I tell my nigga Kicko, back in the world again 

Slash dove slash player hater 

We strive for action, breakin nigga's knees for cheese 

Seems I gotta redeem, puncture your chest 

Til I see flesh and bleed 

Then I all set, set 

Things correct, balance weight, no escape 

It's the Infamous Mobb to the year 2 G 

My fam will be known throughout the universe 

Comin right back, back down to Earth 

Goddamn it, just planned it 

Got my ho bitches slanted, my seed I planted 

Another life I give, Ty Knitty 

A visible shield, trife or deal 

Dun, is life for real? Conquered and peeled (yeah) 

Or you end up crimed at will, only the real 

Reality is trife by forcefield, but I shield 

Police guns'll blast, little late to stab at your hi-ide 

Under fire you fold, under fire you fold, nigga 

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For all my team locked, locked inside facilities 

Penitentiaries, steady livin in misery 

Intensively, then I strike you mentally then physically 

Infamously rap the QBC 

Convincively I can advance Dee, it's a prophecy 

Live a lottery, shut up, massive mynogany 

I got my nigga?black, killer black in the world again 

Holdin me down with 4 pounds 

Legendary crown, Scarface and Gambino 

Two grimeys, word life combined one is in my body, dun 

Now we're livin life as one 

Yo son, (yo son), I gotta stop threadin on that shit, man, word up 

But we trapped on this planet til the day that we die 

Ain't no way to escape sight from my twin eye 

Above my unlaw, juice from the wines 

Far side only to see with Mobb eye 

Genuine shine, left blind by bright light 

Strike like Navy SEALS seen with dark light 

With the 'seal gat lace black for combat 

(Lace black for combat, combta, nigga, combat, nigga) 

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Twenty four lie, Southport I support 

All my niggas li-locked down for life 

Keep ya head tight, cap front, hit em up right 

Icepick-like gat keepin sick, cock, safety of 

Steady, five Berreti ready 

To chop or get chopped, son, don't let nobody know 

Go handle your business, champion winner 

Victorious, leavin you questionin this with medicine 

Curin your soul, takin control of the situation 

Situated at hand, we expand like coke land 

Fool proof plan, like the gingerbread man 

Catch me if you can, on the run, fugitive fled 

Flee to be free, carcerated from my Queensbridge family 

*?Tee-na?* beats ta expand 

Lakin Luchiano feedin DJ Benny 

Rock free hop top top, ta-ta George? 

Cliff Diggity my niggity 

Fat Mom mouldy rap and Tee ya get ya mouth flee 

Duggidge, JL, *?why too young?*? Go hire two 

Old time Fake Lou, Tee cut the groups 

Green Eyes and Nickel, Tee-lord, we no be no part 

Tee go gun knot slingin panties, go 

Send his ass back to Puerto Rico 

Jakes on terror, do black skins 

All my men 

Life is tragic (tragic) 

Back in the world once again (once again) 

Tryin ta make a million times ten (times ten) 

Friends, how many of us have them? 

Grow with, this cat had the clap on the Infamous Mobb 

In the world once again (no question) 

Tryin ta make a million times ten 

Friends, how many of us have them? (Have them) 

On locked, Dee, cos Dee's bagged them