Dice Of Life (The Bottle)

<br>Yeah it`s a picture; yeah it`s a job<br>Maybe that`s why I do it so odd<br>Walk around just like I was god<br>Kick it so live, when I`m with the gods<br>Freeway strikin`, we be lightin`<br>If I die, remember the titan<br>22`s, 25`s, Chocolate 9`s and 45`s<br>Let em rip, all through the sky<br>This for the ones that hate that I`m high<br>When you see me, it`s no surprise<br>Tap your brain, and blow your mind<br>Bettin on Lakers, and takers and fakers, and makers<br>And mami we do it for paper<br>You come with the vapors and capers for papers<br>Its cool, someone I`ll call later<br><br>Chorus:<br><br>Me and my homies, love the bottle<br>Like Tyson loves Cus D`amato<br>So on them days you feelin` real bad<br>Think of the best week that you`ve ever had<br>Garlic tipped, and they love to hollow<br>Like Tyson loves Cus D`amato<br>So before you go to gettin` mad<br>Think of the best week that you`ve ever had<br><br>She like the Nikes, I like the `didas<br>She like the Reeboks, and I like the Filas<br>She like the winners, and I like the cheaters<br>She like the lion, I like the hyenas<br>Spit some game, then hook up with Shaq<br>On the Playstation, I`m known to brag<br>Hook up with pimps that love the cash<br>Man you should see how we giggle and laugh<br>With of hearts of ice, the house is cold<br>Its like Slick Rick, without the gold<br>This right here is the life we chose<br>No excuses just go for gold<br>There`s no producing, this perfect pose<br>Hit the street in the freshest clothes<br>Rip the stage, and bless the shows<br>Spit the flows, and hit the do`<br><br>Chorus #2:<br><br>Most of my homies, love the bottle<br>Like Tyson loves Cus D`amato<br>So on them days you feelin` real bad<br>Think of the best week that you`ve ever had<br>Garlic tipped, and they love to hollow<br>Like Tyson loves Cus D`amato<br>So before you go to gettin` mad<br>Think of the best week that you`ve ever had<br><br>Don`t tell me twice, I`m out the door<br>Talk is not what I came here for<br>Into the night, like the star by the moon<br>The engine will rev, and the bass will go boom<br>Just like the pirate that sailed the seas<br>13 thieves I do believe<br>Yes of course they run with me<br>Flash our rings, or that there freak<br>Hot to handle, and hard to get<br>Easy to rip, and hard to fix<br>So rap your presence, I`ll spit the gift<br>Man you my homie, we`ll split the spliff<br>Ride like a maniac<br>All in the Cadillac<br>Tiga, whateva<br>I`m draped in leather<br>With angel wings, that rip the wind<br>And a safety grin of a p-210<br><br><br>Chorus #3:<br><br>Cuz all my homies love the bottle<br>Like Tyson loves Cus D`amato<br>So before you go to gettin` mad<br>Think of the best week that you`ve ever had<br>Guns they lust, and they love to hollow<br>So before you go to gettin` mad<br>Think of the best week that you`ve ever had<br>...Like Tyson loves Cus<br><br>[Talking]<br>This life of ours, this is a wonderful life<br>If you can get through life and get away with it, hey that`s great<br>But it`s very, unpredictable<br>There are so many ways you can screw it up