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Sacrifice Lyrics - Livin' Proof - The Group Home

Yo! This is the mighty Nutcracker, no doubt 

Check it out 

It is ok that we make mistakes 

No one on this level is perfect 

It is ok to cry and make mistakes 

That is part of bein of a human being 

We must sacrifice for the best and the best is yet to come 

So everyone who doubt in thee 

I'm just sayin': ffuck you! 

 

Our society is fucked up 

They're fuckin' our brothas 

This is-s-s, this is white society 

They've, problem, us, uh 

This shit ain't no god damn accident 

This shit wears niggas out to heart 

This shit was created for us 

This shit was created to make niggas tweak 

It must be something in the the nigga blood or something 

This shit, these ni-ni-niggas, ni-ni-niggas) 

 

Ey yo the crooks be crooks and the sons be sons 

Made the biggest man beat the man with the biggest guns 

So elevate my mind state, and take the weight 

Cock back two gats, it's power "moves ma" 

I sacrifice my lifestyle, that I'm livin' 

For or the real shit in drama that'll be givin' 

For years, I never faked Jackson with fear 

Step to my missions, man to man, act my own airs 

One for one, go for yours, blow for blow 

All out schemes CC, the big toe 

Yo, I sacrifice my lifestyle, man 

Word, yo, uh 

 

Here's a message from god, show'I'm how we roll hard 

This lifestyle I must sacrifice with the Def Squad 

It's all about, no getting' minds no fuckin' doubt 

And all y'all fake fuckin' niggas need a break out 

Word up, yo, I kill you in the battle 

Deadly like a rattle snake 

But I don't rattle 

Here's a sattle for the ride up ya life 

And if you don't know me, I think you better think twice 

You better step or check for someone else 

When you step in my trap, you wreck yourself 

Here's the wealth, good health and the money 

You funny, like a fuckin' dummy Bugs Bunny 

Feel my wrath, here's my ass in the gold drag 

'Cause I love to blast, and I love to crash 

Everyday we do it around my way 

Have no time to play, I just fade away 

I sacrifice my lifestyle 

 

Hey, you can't change anything 

Just goin' on, youknowhat 

Hope y'all don't let TV take off your minds 

Le-learn and think for yourself) 

 

Verse Three: 

 

Ain't nothing sweet, you and death'll meet 

Fuckin' withe streets, shit's real 

We know the deal so we pack steel 

We be the individuals livin' reventless 

Packin the automatic weapons and bullet proof vest'es 

Me and my crew got to live in proof 

Livin' Proof- so I choose not to fake moves 

I make moves and break rules if I have to 

No dough, so I got the gat pointed at you 

By any means I'm out for cream 

And willin' to do sticks, catch Vicks 

Because I'm on some trife shit 

Yo, I sacrifice my lifestyle man, word up 

 

The absolute Nutcracker 

The boogie-woogie body snatchas 

Yea, to my nigga Deputy 

Knuhmsaying 

My nigga Headquarters 

Smily, the Ghetto Child 

Brainsick Mob, A Mob, yo, yeah, uh 

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