Lyrics My Life - Delinquent Habits

My life
My life
My life

You best believe I come around, I got a lot to say
A lot of weed to puff with freaks that bring a little yey
This is my life, I? like every day
It's fundamentally essentially die everywhwere
I wake up with my green, I roll my green, we keep it going
It's? don't you keep it flowing
You won't come down now passed round sounds for downtown
This night's so nice it got my head it going round round
Like bows and arrows, pull my words and then release it slow
Or maybe explode with a sudden bang and watch it go
The vibe perpetual slow motion I let it show
Tattooed neck to knuckle, high, that's how I roll

My life, my honour, my pride, my anger, my laughter, my sorrow inside
My life, it's my hate and my love
My conscience, my soul, my push, and my shove

My life, my honour, my pride, my anger, my laughter, my sorrow inside
My life, it's my hate and my love
My conscience, my soul, my push, and my shove

Now mira miralo see this a heater yo
And by now you know it's hard to be facing this at any flow
Still playing with what I came with
Precise, don't swing it aimless
In Spanglish freestyle, Spanish and written English
So here's another one I'm taking for y'all
And I pour a little on the ground that's for the homies that's fallen
Now can I get an amen from those with loced fronts
From robbers, from those who refusing to carry guns
From those legit who bust their ass for nothing but ones
And for those who chose to live and stop at no drug once
See my life is right here and it's on display
It's prime time from LA living mine day to day

My life, my honour, my pride, my anger, my laughter, my sorrow inside
My life, it's my hate and my love
My conscience, my soul, my push, and my shove

My life, my honour, my pride, my anger, my laughter, my sorrow inside
My life, it's my hate and my love
My conscience, my soul, my push, and my shove

See gangster shit go down daily on all corners
Bullets flying if we're not to survive it like dive bombers
Police be exercising control, they ride on us
They pull their guns for nothing, they jump and fire on us
See these ain't excuses for the life that I'm living
But these police is giving jokers to the cards that I'm given
I knew bullets and gun play could get at me one day
But still I stand solid as hell and never run away
Street chants, sober rants with them that'll make you dance
Feeling happy to the sky flying off the ganga plants
Last chance, here's your pass, come on baby make it fast
Feeling crazy, hold your breath, passion that'll make it last

My life, my honour, my pride, my anger, my laughter, my sorrow inside
My life, it's my hate and my love
My conscience, my soul, my push, and my shove

My life, my honour, my pride, my anger, my laughter, my sorrow inside
My life, it's my hate and my love
My conscience, my soul, my push, and my shove