Artist: The Lox f/ Puff Daddy
Album: Money, Power, and Respect
Song: Livin' The Life(Puff talking)Yeah, the game of life


In this game it's not whether you win or loseBut how you played the gameCome on
(Stylez)Everything involves The LoxAsk the niggas with the money in the safe
And the cats on cell blocksCar parked in the lotDoor is locked
And the only time the phone is blocked is when home is hotI announce the bounce
Smooth like an ounceBlow more ways than oneY'all niggas count
One Mississippi - you can't get with meTwo Mississippi - you never gon' hit me
Three Mississippi - can't no bitch trick me
Four Mississippi - won't no dog sick meFive Mississippi - we in Mississippi
Twenty deep in the blockReal niggas rock with me
Blazing, reving in the black 9-11Lox out of sight like Michael Knight and Kevin
Living deadHoes giving head to the FedsCatch him with the calico
Light him up in bedChorus x2 (Stylez)Livin' the life, either you rise or fall
It's a two-way street be large or smallLivin' the life, either you die or ball
It's a two-way street be rich or poor(Sheek)
My niggas order parts for cars like motherfuckin' pizzaFor years
While you get all yours from SearsWhat!? Nigga even my guns be Ger-man
Links, Cu-banRugs, PersianNow we can take this another level Pa-Pa
And simply bust your pinata you hot-saLox take blocksTurn 'em into Fort Knox
Cake wasn't blowin' hereTill we started going there
What!? I ain't hateing you cause you's a little richer
But you old and I'm young, so that mean I think quickerWhen bitch drunk
I'm bent upI bounce with the land blow(?) Pump the missileBlack berry molassi
Flossin' with the bad mama sitaMy chi-caBe ten centJob with the government
Tap the Fed lineSo when they raid I'll be lovin' itChorus x2(Jadakiss)
I swear under oath no bullshit will any Lock take
Cause we stop drama like anti-lock brakesHigh stakesPolitic, pies and cakes
Real niggas do dirt, tell lies, then skateWhat up son?
What you bullshittin' bout now huh?Where we from?
Don't matter cause we gettin' it doneLand Rover, double sun roofBulletproof
Tangaray and grapefruitGot me hurlin' on my bootsMan please
Spit it out, twist the trees5-40 I fly when I'm dissin' the d'sDeep Dish P.
Sip Dom P. with easeFirst two words I ever learn, cock and squeeze
Ain't about thatTrying to do without thatMakin' niggas fuck up their budget
Time to get their paper route backL-O-X three letter word, black mall
With every last member of the team on the job
Whether ir be controllin' the streetHoldin' the heatReally don't matter to me
Long as we eatChorus x2