Intro:
[gangstas] lets spark up an idea, you know
[gangstas] I dont know why you cats
[gangstas] insist to get involved in our game man
I mean, drug money, thug money, its all funny money to me
You know scared money dont make no money man, so you know
[gangstas] if you scared stay out of the game, baby
Verse 1: kurupt
Another day, another dollar,
Another nigga jacked for his sack, jeans, and them collars
What the fuck makes life so complicated?
Why they playahatin, stead of congratulatin
One of the homies just bought a new 64
And they mad about it, and talkin bad about
Dont trip cause you smoke dubs and he smokes ounces
Your fo rolls and his fo bounces
Planted on the ground and this fool skyrockets
Got a nigga hot enough to want to shake his pockets [all that shit]
Roll like biggie, nigga, two glock nines
Any muthafucka whisperin about mine
All I got is, my twelve shottie
Im a gangsta nigga, kurupt young gotti
Me and gonzoe and capone, with a chrome
And a bone with a zone fucked up gettin blown (yeah)
Chorus:
[dont it feel good to survive another day]
Scared money dont make no money, [heyyyyy]
Cause uh, drug money, thug moneys funny money, [and uh]
[dont it feel good to survive another day]
[check it out] this fear money dont take no money
[cause uh], scared money dont make no money [cause uh]
Verse 2: capone
Now I was standin alone against the cold world outside
Without no place to hide, or no will to survive
Thinkin who can I run to? basically
It was the big homie to go get the heat is what it come to
I look around, from the gate Ive been down,
But Im still broke as fuck, depressed and down
Sometimes I fuck around and wish I wasnt here today,
Now here to say sometimes it scares me to feel this way
Aint there a name for this? aint there a phrase that fits?
Aint it called psycho, schizo, paranoia or some shit, trip?
With the mentality of a kid in the village of the damned
Walking through the hood with a gun in my hands
I had plans to be a superstar, rappin the rock,
But all that stopped and dropped once the hammer was cocked
I had to get out of dodge, I aint tryina hide
Im just tryin to find a way to stay alive and survive, right [right]
Chorus:
[dont it feel good to survive another day]
Scared money dont make no money, [heyyyyy]
Cause uh, drug money, thug moneys funny money, [and uh]
[dont it feel good to survive another day]
[check this out] this fear money dont take no money, [whu? ]
[cause uh], scared money dont make no money, [cause uh]
Verse 3: gonzoe
Nigga gotta stay strong cause the weak die
Please God separate my life from the bad times, sufferin
Survivin aint enough to cover it, cause I spend to much
Plus Im scrapin the tops of my pies to make crusts
So kurupt, nigga tell me how Im sposed to feel
Notice my attitude, drinkin, only smokin the real
And it feels so good in the car with us
Lavishly, feel the extasy, bustin a nut
Another day, a nigga worship his weed and alize,
And the pussy Im fuckin ? ? ? ?
And aint no scars on my daytons, my shit intact
And thats real candy paint, all original lat
Its so depressin, a thug with a hustle, no one messes,
And Im destined Im kissin my gun so you can bless it, nigga
Another day another dollar
Yeah nigga, its me, gonzoe
Dont act funny, haha
Outro:
[suprise] them promises didnt do nothing for me
[suprise] its time to set ourselves free
[suprise] but as time marches on,
[suprise] the races grow strong, stronger than ajax
[suprise] and niggaz wanna be free, but they still watch tv
[suprise], even though they cant see
[suprise] and our chinese brothers dont cop no pleas
[suprise], for theyre into unity isnt that
[suprise] the way we want to be? but the man
[suprise] watches the music, cause the black people are confused
[suprise] conquered and divided, tricked and undecided
[suprise], and the good guys are there
[suprise], with slugs [heyyyy] in the air but the rain still falls
[suprise] and the (chorus) sun still rises and the man man
Man is still full of trickies [suprise niggas]
