Live Shit (Street)

El Da Sensei ft. Pacewon, Big Kwam, and Diamond D - “Live Shit”
[Emcee(s): El Da Sensei, Pacewon, and Big Kwam]
[Producer(s): Buckwild]
[Hook/Additional Vocals: Diamond D]
[Sample (Multiple Elements): Johnny Pearson - “Danger Man” (0:06)]

[Verse 1: El Da Sensei]
As I get into character, my expectance rate exceeds
Past rate and debates in any presidential race
Chasing papes in my path so long as I manifest the most
Ridiculous, official renditions that diss these hypocrites
973, specialty: vocabulary, missionary
Mention me in conversations on who’s extraordinary
Classified as live—behold. My soul advise
To lost ears who cheer for bullshit-ass lies, and
I take in best interest, you wish for me to finish
My career with plenty plaques from dedication to my image
From the art comes my art, darts aiming for the chart. Cool cat
Bringing the snatch-a-chain style back, broad-
-cast for tracks and DATs and change hymns, bless ‘em
As if like a deacon from that show Amen. Earn
My stripes in these Brick City streets until the end. El
Da Sen’/Descend for the 2G, original blend

[Hook: Diamond D] (x2)
We got the
Live shit, infrared 45 shit
On some ball-‘til-we-die shit, greeny
Green got us high as shit on some old kiss-the-
-sky shit and spit the flyest shit

[Verse 2: Pacewon]
Yo, I pull
Dimes, no tricks. Represent the Bricks like
“Gather up, my gentlemen,” send ‘em in your residence
Raid like the narcs, leave out with the Benjamins
Gaffle up your girl, talk slick and make her happy
Stretch the pussy out like taffy. Got it, dawg?
Roll that shit up. I dump and take opium
Xanax and cough syrup mixed up with sodium
Take a small tab, relax and fall back
How I be All That like the show on Nickelodeon
Pacewon, I’m the type that hate cops, smoking
‘Til I’m wigged out like Michael J. Fox
My rifle stay cocked, I aim and bust rounds, I’m like
Kurt Warner throwing touchdowns—catch it!
No rest for the wretched, my papa raised a sexist
Pull up in a Lexus ES and wet shit
Born to be a legend, I rule the underground. It’s like
Mayhem when I come around. Yo

[Hook: Diamond D] (x2)
We got the
Live shit, infrared 45 shit
On some ball-‘til-we-die shit, greeny
Green got us high as shit on some old kiss-the-
-sky shit and spit the flyest shit

[Verse 3: Big Kwam]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, me and my niggas ain’t
Nothing but a bunch of compulsive chronic-inhalers who sling
Narcotics, rebellious ‘cause life and economics has failed us
Slinging crack in the hall. Picture Kwam back-
-slapping you all with a force that’ll slacken your jaw
Figure: fuck with y’all hypocritical niggas
Wired like I sniffed through a bill and drank a fifth to the liver
My nigga El had a vacancy on
The song, now it’s Kwam, El, Pace, and D and my nigga
Buck on the boards, who probably got a couple of broads
Sucking him off while we fucking record, so you
Know the team is prolific. Front and your spleen’ll get shifted
Smoke your green and get lifted to this while you’re cleaning your biscuit
Slip you Henny with peroxide twist, and my
Advice is: you pussy, so do not try this. If you
Looking for the raw, then go cop my shit, but if not
Then fuck you and your cockeyed bitch, motherfucker

[Hook: Diamond D] (x2)
We got the
Live shit, infrared 45 shit
On some ball-‘til-we-die shit, greeny
Green got us high as shit on some old kiss-the-
-sky shit and spit the flyest shit