paroles de chanson I'm Alive - Young Chris
I'm
Alive
Young
Chris
VERIFIED
COMMENTARY
BY
Young
Chris
This
brand
new
machine
Now
it's
time
to
turn
these
nightmares
into
dreams
You
can
watch
me
on
the
screen
Watch
me
on
the
screen,
got
that
product
for
the
fiends
All
the
niggas
say
he's
dope,
all
the
bitches
make
'em
scream
Shoot
official,
got
that
pistol
for
the
distance
got
my
beam
For
the
dirty
stickup
kids,
put
'em
in
his
wig,
you
make
a
scene
Home
of
the
birdies,
will
you
get
'em
for
the
team?
We
gets
dirty,
but
our
VVS
is
clean
They
say
that
boy
frequent
fly
without
the
wings
Stupid
niggas,
y'all
remind
me
of
Mr.
Bean
These
others
rappers
ain't
good
as
they
make
'em
seem
Type
to
get
cut,
never
picked,
don't
make
the
team
Here's
to
all
the
niggas
that
played
me,
no
BDS
Should've
freed
the
rest,
you
see
this
tech
you
seeing
death
I'm
alive,
taking
my
time,
one
day
at
a
time
Where
you
live
by,
you
die
by
the
spray
of
the
nine
You
can
hate
on
the
player,
can't
hate
on
the
grind
Through
time,
you
niggas
see
why
I
rhyme
Bitch,
I'm
alive,
better
than
ever,
told
'em
never
say
never
This
return
of
the
hustler,
they
never
could
dead
us,
I'm
alive
Like
I
never
could
die,
what
you
niggas
surprised?
Niggas,
death
is
yours,
I'm
still
alive,
niggas
I
ain't
dead,
death
taking
a
toll
on
momma
Tired
of
y'all
niggas,
sick
of
these
hoes
with
the
drama
The
ones
that
did
make
it
stand
in
front
of
your
honor
Try
to
assassinate
my
character,
young
Obama
Marijuana,
sweet
aromatics
for
the
ganja
My
38
in
navigation,
it
ain't
hard
to
find
you
Back
on
that
back
block
with
gas
cock
and
crack
rock
and
mad
pot
Young
bitches
party
sucking
dick
while
taking
back
shots
Fucking
all
the
whores
and
in
they
slot,
hit
the
jackpot
Once
the
door
close,
ain't
no
open,
put
the
padlock
No
clowns
allowed
here,
hit
'em
while
the
crowd
there
Fuck
cops,
they
wild
here,
you
couldn't
walk
a
mile
here
Death
to
all
posers,
the
realest
come
to
exposure
Let's
bring
closing
to
these
niggas,
the
takeover,
D1
Taking
my
time,
one
day
at
a
time
Where
you
live
by,
you
die
by
the
spray
of
the
nine
You
can
hate
on
the
player,
can't
hate
on
the
grind
Through
time,
you
niggas
see
why
I
rhyme
Bitch,
I'm
alive,
better
than
ever,
told
'em
never
say
never
This
return
of
the
hustler,
they
never
could
dead
us,
I'm
alive
Like
I
never
could
die,
what
you
niggas
surprised?
Niggas,
death
is
yours,
I'm
still
alive,
niggas
More
clips
to
share,
know
you
niggas
ain't
fair
The
desert
eagles
come
in
pairs,
we
catch
them
anywhere
Everybody
get
air,
take
all
them
niggas
over
there
We
focus
on
the
road,
ain't
worried
about
the
rare
We
don't
fuck
with
the
stare,
we
worry
about
the
chair
Ain't
worried
about
you
police
hating
on
a
nigga
We
worry
about
the
codis
breaking
on
a
nigga
From
sun
up
to
sun
down,
we
known
to
tote
that
gun'round
Smarter
niggas
walk
up
leaving
niggas
don't
found
Dig
a
whole,
we
let
it
roll,
hear
that
drum
sound
Tell
our
fathers
to
try
and
run
down
I'm
alive,
taking
my
time,
one
day
at
a
time
Where
you
live
by,
you
die
by
the
spray
of
the
nine
You
can
hate
on
the
player,
can't
hate
on
the
grind
Through
time,
you
niggas
see
why
I
rhyme
Bitch,
I'm
alive,
better
than
ever,
told
'em
never
say
never
This
return
of
the
hustler,
they
never
could
dead
us,
I'm
alive
Like
I
never
could
die,
what
you
niggas
surprised?
Niggas,
death
is
yours,
I'm
still
alive,
niggas.
Am
still
Alive
...
Niggas
Am
still
Alive...
Niggas
END
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