Lyrics:

Life goes on
And on
Day-o
Life goes ooon
And on
Day-o

It's a restless thrill
Sortin' through life, lives
Hold my breath until the evil all dies
And chase skies
And when I talk to ya
Imm'a look in your eyes
And blow bomb chronic smoke in yo face like
Surprise
'Cause this right here could very well be
The last time that you ever ever hear from me
But if the beat don't stop
And we partyin' past three
Remember live long love
Love life and be free
'Cause when fights break out
Girls scream and dust settles
I'm just another tetta make room
I'm from out the ghetto
Surrounded by turntables, drums, guitars, pedals
Microphones, amps, mixers, EQ's and peak levels
Angels, Devils, Copycats and Hypocrites
Jackasses Know-it-alls Road Dogs and Dipshits
Rough Riders, bitches that claim they all different
All of this is while I'm gettin' lifted

Spend life just to spell life
Mackaban all in the road
Some look for silver and gold
While others just need someone to hold
And this love for life
Of good and bad
Tryin' to free their soul
Up up up up and away we go

Yo
With all the ballas bein heard these days
Who needs bitches
Truth is being stretched
Like limbs on Reed Richards
See I personify, call winds, and tree switches
And verbally be the message
Like Jesus with three fishes
The scene switches when people be not feelin' me

Faced with hostility
Bottles and rocks threw at me
Even in auxiliary mode
The truth'll be told
Two pieca gold
Bringing it in from the old
I'm true to my soldiers
My obstacles
Meltin like popsicles
Let these imposters know we do the impossible
I been on top
Makin' your trunk knock
Like funk doc
Can make it, hip hop and punk rock
In one shot
I'm just another rapper alive
Survivin tour bus crashes
With drivers who couldn't drive
Connivers who wouldn't strive
Ain't blessed with strong speech
My songs teach
Broadcasted live from Long Beach

I'm just a tippa I been wonderin
Want to go on in the island
I'm in a situation may not know what to say
It's all like nos and then my top old religion

And I kill and I'm gonna miss her each every day
Well them burnin churches
Killin' babies
Hear bad news
In all the pages
It's like we goin' to the different stages
A different stages and phases

We call the wonders of the world
Jah create them all for us to see
Good bad difference and the
Ugly

Life goes on
And on
Day-o
And there's no limit
No limit with the music
Reading rhyme and reason
You can get with it