Welcome (another one)
Oh, yeah, oh oh (yeah)
West side til I die (welcome)
It's Max D
Dazmin D (uh huh)
Nick T
And Mr. X to the Z
Listen, addiction was not an option
Give me a fighting chance, I'll fight any nigga and drop him
Yeah, I've seen mothaf*ckas get mutilated
Separated, disintegrated, I barely made it
And that shit don't make me tough
I'm tough cuz I chose to live after decades of f*cking up
The D.O.C. my favorite rapper
Is there really an afterlife and if so can I smoke a Backwood? (shit, I hope so)
You mothaf*ckas don't want none, Gatling
I named my own son after a huge gun
That means I'm really with the bullshit
And I don't waste no time, my time is precious in the pulpit (yeah)
Yo, won't you hand me my sombrero?
Cuz it's rare that I even wear those
But this is a special occasion
Oh, yes it's f*cking amazing
Cuz when I get on the mic I start stressing people out
It looks like everybody cares too much about
The things that they say
Whether you're a republican or you're a f*ckin' SJW
Oh, a republican troubled you?
I'm so sorry, then again I'm not
Bring the bass back in
And your face starts melting
Some money and I hope you're well and we can talk soon
Let's do it like this and that
We'll bust out the new thing
Let's do it like this and that
We'll bust out the new thing
Let's do it like this and that
We'll bust out the new thing, bring 'em some tracks and then
Oh, yeah
Woah oh
West side til I die
But it's Dazmin D
Nick T
And I am a half Indian civilian who tries to make a million
But always gets thrown to oblivion
The dividends they're offering, they don't really work for me
Cuz I'm not tryin' to go back to work you see
I'm not doin' nine to fives
I was born to do this shit until I die
They try to say West side like Tupac but they don't know what it's like to die
Died nine times, have about nine lives
Look into a cat's eyes and they always lookin' at me
The infinity symbol and I don't know if I was a simple man
Before this all happened
But when I got X on the track I started rappin
Like I never had before, settled the score
And you know we ready for war, we bout to kick in your door like
Nick Tara - 9 Lives Pt. II (feat. Xzibit, Dazmin D’leon & Max D Drummer) Lyrics
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Welcome (another one)
Oh, yeah, oh oh (yeah)
West side til I die (welcome)
It's Max D
Dazmin D (uh huh)
Nick T
And Mr. X to the Z
Listen, addiction was not an option
Give me a fighting chance, I'll fight any nigga and drop him
Yeah, I've seen mothaf*ckas get mutilated
Separated, disintegrated, I barely made it
And that shit don't make me tough
I'm tough cuz I chose to live after decades of f*cking up
The D.O.C. my favorite rapper
Is there really an afterlife and if so can I smoke a Backwood? (shit, I hope so)
You mothaf*ckas don't want none, Gatling
I named my own son after a huge gun
That means I'm really with the bullshit
And I don't waste no time, my time is precious in the pulpit (yeah)
Yo, won't you hand me my sombrero?
Cuz it's rare that I even wear those
But this is a special occasion
Oh, yes it's f*cking amazing
Cuz when I get on the mic I start stressing people out
It looks like everybody cares too much about
The things that they say
Whether you're a republican or you're a f*ckin' SJW
Oh, a republican troubled you?
I'm so sorry, then again I'm not
Bring the bass back in
And your face starts melting
Some money and I hope you're well and we can talk soon
Let's do it like this and that
We'll bust out the new thing
Let's do it like this and that
We'll bust out the new thing
Let's do it like this and that
We'll bust out the new thing, bring 'em some tracks and then
Oh, yeah
Woah oh
West side til I die
But it's Dazmin D
Nick T
And I am a half Indian civilian who tries to make a million
But always gets thrown to oblivion
The dividends they're offering, they don't really work for me
Cuz I'm not tryin' to go back to work you see
I'm not doin' nine to fives
I was born to do this shit until I die
They try to say West side like Tupac but they don't know what it's like to die
Died nine times, have about nine lives
Look into a cat's eyes and they always lookin' at me
The infinity symbol and I don't know if I was a simple man
Before this all happened
But when I got X on the track I started rappin
Like I never had before, settled the score
And you know we ready for war, we bout to kick in your door like
Oh, yeah, oh oh (yeah)
West side til I die (welcome)
It's Max D
Dazmin D (uh huh)
Nick T
And Mr. X to the Z
Listen, addiction was not an option
Give me a fighting chance, I'll fight any nigga and drop him
Yeah, I've seen mothaf*ckas get mutilated
Separated, disintegrated, I barely made it
And that shit don't make me tough
I'm tough cuz I chose to live after decades of f*cking up
The D.O.C. my favorite rapper
Is there really an afterlife and if so can I smoke a Backwood? (shit, I hope so)
You mothaf*ckas don't want none, Gatling
I named my own son after a huge gun
That means I'm really with the bullshit
And I don't waste no time, my time is precious in the pulpit (yeah)
Yo, won't you hand me my sombrero?
Cuz it's rare that I even wear those
But this is a special occasion
Oh, yes it's f*cking amazing
Cuz when I get on the mic I start stressing people out
It looks like everybody cares too much about
The things that they say
Whether you're a republican or you're a f*ckin' SJW
Oh, a republican troubled you?
I'm so sorry, then again I'm not
Bring the bass back in
And your face starts melting
Some money and I hope you're well and we can talk soon
Let's do it like this and that
We'll bust out the new thing
Let's do it like this and that
We'll bust out the new thing
Let's do it like this and that
We'll bust out the new thing, bring 'em some tracks and then
Oh, yeah
Woah oh
West side til I die
But it's Dazmin D
Nick T
And I am a half Indian civilian who tries to make a million
But always gets thrown to oblivion
The dividends they're offering, they don't really work for me
Cuz I'm not tryin' to go back to work you see
I'm not doin' nine to fives
I was born to do this shit until I die
They try to say West side like Tupac but they don't know what it's like to die
Died nine times, have about nine lives
Look into a cat's eyes and they always lookin' at me
The infinity symbol and I don't know if I was a simple man
Before this all happened
But when I got X on the track I started rappin
Like I never had before, settled the score
And you know we ready for war, we bout to kick in your door like
Writer: Nathaniel Joiner, Nicholas Tara
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