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Ez-Eye - Low Lives Lyrics



Ez-Eye - Low Lives Lyrics
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Life Can throw you a Fastball
A knuckle or a curve
Life can throw you a Fastball a knuckle or a curve
Beanball
I Feel my knees hit the dirt I get to work it's a
Free base game
I heard they freed that lame
Because he said some name
And that's a got damn shame
We can't judge 'em
Still let the thang rang
Niggas way too hungry
For the got damn fame
And according to the scholars in the MD Field
Led making us retarded and can potentially kill
Until then
Catch me out here getting high catching vibes
Ducking sucka's
Seeing notes
You can see it in my eyes
My eyes wide
With no surprise
They divided
But we survived it
So really who riding
They don't call us humans
And that's what they hiding
Facts that you be stating
What's really behind them
The truth be here the whole time dude
If you don't know where this coming from
Let me remind you
We been living in these struggles our whole lives
Our whole lives
Y'all ain't been outside on the cold nights
Heart shivering
Heart shivering
They tried to label us the low lives
The low lives
But really who living the wrong lives
Blue collar huh
White collar huh
What's a collar
What's a collar huh
We cuzzin' and bloodin'
But forget about the community
I swear we don't love nothing
It's seeming like its you or me
You take the man by the hand a
And let him have his way
Promoting Unreachable's to the USA
Turn Up or whatever they say
Fresh off the cargo
Murcielago
You never see it in his hands Cause its striaght to Wells Fargo
My Documents
Where is the invoice for my last parcel
Bet they call it drugs in my little brothers cargos
TSA get a message like don't frisk margo
16 hour flight margo hot like soaked charcoal
Let my little brother have a pack in the car though
He getting that cot with a celly Who is a lardo
Don't play into the plan
You ain't a nigga you's a man
Even though some of the things we choose to do are ignorant
I love us none the less
Because together We still stand
But the truth us we can't be kings in this land
We been living in these struggles our whole lives
Our whole lives
Y'all ain't been outside on the cold nights
Heart shivering
Heart shivering
They tried to label us the low lives
The low lives
But really who living the wrong lives
Blue collar huh
White collar huh
What's a collar
What's a collar huh
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Life Can throw you a Fastball
A knuckle or a curve
Life can throw you a Fastball a knuckle or a curve
Beanball
I Feel my knees hit the dirt I get to work it's a
Free base game
I heard they freed that lame
Because he said some name
And that's a got damn shame
We can't judge 'em
Still let the thang rang
Niggas way too hungry
For the got damn fame
And according to the scholars in the MD Field
Led making us retarded and can potentially kill
Until then
Catch me out here getting high catching vibes
Ducking sucka's
Seeing notes
You can see it in my eyes
My eyes wide
With no surprise
They divided
But we survived it
So really who riding
They don't call us humans
And that's what they hiding
Facts that you be stating
What's really behind them
The truth be here the whole time dude
If you don't know where this coming from
Let me remind you
We been living in these struggles our whole lives
Our whole lives
Y'all ain't been outside on the cold nights
Heart shivering
Heart shivering
They tried to label us the low lives
The low lives
But really who living the wrong lives
Blue collar huh
White collar huh
What's a collar
What's a collar huh
We cuzzin' and bloodin'
But forget about the community
I swear we don't love nothing
It's seeming like its you or me
You take the man by the hand a
And let him have his way
Promoting Unreachable's to the USA
Turn Up or whatever they say
Fresh off the cargo
Murcielago
You never see it in his hands Cause its striaght to Wells Fargo
My Documents
Where is the invoice for my last parcel
Bet they call it drugs in my little brothers cargos
TSA get a message like don't frisk margo
16 hour flight margo hot like soaked charcoal
Let my little brother have a pack in the car though
He getting that cot with a celly Who is a lardo
Don't play into the plan
You ain't a nigga you's a man
Even though some of the things we choose to do are ignorant
I love us none the less
Because together We still stand
But the truth us we can't be kings in this land
We been living in these struggles our whole lives
Our whole lives
Y'all ain't been outside on the cold nights
Heart shivering
Heart shivering
They tried to label us the low lives
The low lives
But really who living the wrong lives
Blue collar huh
White collar huh
What's a collar
What's a collar huh
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Writer: Isaac Williams
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Length: 2:55
Written by: Isaac Williams

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