Lyrics Let Me Live - Kwam Iz Ill

I take time out the day to recognize my wrongs
Then I make peace with it, and I write some songs
I like to rhyme 'cause the rhymes help me free my mind
Bound by space and time trapped behind my eyes
Some read the Bible, tryin' to find the meaning of life
While life is passin' by, flashin' like a strobe light
Don't waste time, enjoy what you can wit' ya' senses
Avoid the pointless, the brainless, and the senseless
My defense is, I do good by me
I think good so the good project right through me (uh huh)
And I believe in karma so everyday a'int like that
But when the good go away the good come right back
Do unto others as you wish to be done, It's that simple
It really a'int a mystery, son
But the world loves war, read ya history, son
Plenty battles being fought, I'm Bout to get me a gun
'Cause I'd rather be with it than be out here without one
Cowards closing their eyes, taking lives and then run
And I a'int wit' that, I gotta protect mine
Money or material could go and that's just fine
But touch my fam or my Queen, any thing inbetween,
And get smashed, and I won;t get big or rip jeans, nahmean?

I ain't got much
But what I got is all I give
And that's fine with me so wont you let me live
Cause Ima get it, word to my unborn kids
Walking with my head high, never fearing a clique
I stay grounded to life, I never lose my grip
Take the good with the bad
Never fall when you slip
And stay committed, word, cause this life is a gift
See the past is the present and the future don't exist

Flow heavy, I been ready to ascend to my rightful spot and stand steady
Opposition wanna fight for the fetti
I'll end 'em on the roof like lil shorty from Belly
I dont seen simple shit turn deadly
Among good friends, so ain't shit you could tell me
Crack the Henny 'cause the yak known to soak up the pain
But when You drunk it ain't fun
It only bring more rain
Dark clouds get thicker, and you's a "real nigga"
So now you a walkin bomb with a short ticker, right?
Typical nigga life, we all want the pie with the extra slice
But without the sacrifice
Surprised you ain't shut me off yet, the way I'm spitting like
A preacher or a teach in this irregular rap feature
But this is what you need to hear
Not that bullshit "silver spoon rap" you can't relate to
Ima keep it straight fool
I ain't make enough off of this rap life yet
To quit my job, but I'm faithful
To the culture and the craft and the essence
Some of you heathens could never get my blessings
I'm the ILL one

I ain't got much
But what I got is all I give
And that's fine with me so wont you let me live
Cause Ima get it, word to my unborn kids
Walking with my head high, never fearing a clique
I stay grounded to life, I never lose my grip
Take the good with the bad
Never fall when you slip
And stay committed, word, cause this life is a gift
See the past is the present and the future don't exist