The Life of a... (Gangsta)"   (feat. Capone, Chinky)      They'll be a man   One to lead his people into victory   One who goes through time   One who seen pain   The one who see's the glory   That man is I, Capone   The leader, follow me      They wanna beat me like Rodney   See me like Pac   Have me like O.J. doing 100 in the drop   Railroad me like the Hurricane but I won't stop, let's go      [Chorus]   Look at my life (look at my life)   Look at my life, I'ma gangsta (gangsta, gangsta, gangsta)   Look at my life (look at my life)   Look at my life, I'ma gangsta (gangsta)   I'ma gangsta      [Verse 1]   Yo, yo   Take a journey through my life   Walk through the nights with me   It's a long road ahead of us, I hope that your ???   Queensbridge, a trife city ??? slums   I've seen political homicides and crack related ones   Pac and Bigggie, god bless em I don't know where to begin   Forgive me lord for I've committed a sin   I sold crack to my mans mom   I feed my uncle dope in his arm   I testify to every word wrote in this song   Except the 5th commandment, thou shall not kill   I obviously ignored it cause my blood shall not spill   So I chose to squeeze first   Put you 6 feet deep in the dirt   And watch your cold soul emerge from the earth   I was a star first, then I grew into the sun   Destined to shine over the planet   Till I came across a gun, infactutated by the sound   When the shots get sprayed, like (gunshots)   I'm about to take the streets to another phase      [Chorus]      [Verse 2]   I'm amazed I'm still living   I came close to the end of my days   I couldn't let the streets raise my two siblings   Or my kid, I'm too thoro, I survived through prison   Collide with rival clicks spitting, listen   I live life like I'm racing to an early death   Exceeding the speed limit, with no brakes   Quiet when I step, reality bites   I'm gangsta for life, so I squeeze like   I hold the mac precise   With 32 shot clips   And turn your hard top into a convertible drop whip   They talking to rappers, chose my name to reflect   I'm hot, grimy entertainers come   Drama east to west   I don't wanna kill no more   At times I hear death knocking at my front door   Feeling like I'm being watched everytime that I score   What if the pigs got me on survaillance   A rebel to the law, I got 2 strikes against me   1 shot in me, a vest and a semi   ???      [Chorus]      [Verse 3]   ??? bust from jail, a mink   A pound of the real, a 37 inch link   Money in the bank, a Coup to match it   I was released like a boss ???   You know the kind of thing a gangsta could relax in   Lifes a bitch, but fuck it   Trying to keep my whole faculty covered   And spits more like an iraqian thugging   If you wanna take me, mommy I'm coming   But if not, they can never break   I'ma keep gunning and bust shots      [Chorus 2x]