Jeremias Jimenez - Live Free or Die Hard

I hate how we live our lives off what others think we deserve
I’ve given you all my loyalty what I get in return?
It’s like I never learn, if I can’t have world I want to see it burn
Taking turns, thought I had a girl but we was taking turns
...As I’m trying to calm nerves
My sister called my phone and she voiced to me her concerns
My nephew ain’t got a father she working doubles to earn
That’s motivational power I’ll raise him like he’s my sperm
Sense then I work and look at hrs different this dream of rapping Im having I manifest per minute
Stuck in traffic I tapped into my potential
prison
And wondered how many of my friends actually care to visit
Like when I post a song who really takes time the listen
I’ve always been official what have a been benefiting?
The world is spinning as I continue sitting in the same place
History’s written, the author of it can’t wait
Picture me slipping I’ll set the camera man straight
Made a band in a man so the man can build a fan base
Let that resonate, for the chances y’all can’t take
I be switching women like Banga the dance way
Mangala told me classes are smelling like hair spray
Everyday we going up without taking a staircase

I swear I have no fear! Failure doesn’t scare me, Rejection doesn’t scare me. How long has it been? About ten years? I’m still here!

I don’t fear man I fear god they like playing games I’m a give em GTA with 5 stars
Whoop whoop trynna throw me in a cop car better call up Bruce Willis at his illest die hard

I don’t get excited over digits
You ain’t talking seven we ain’t sitting
On my way to heaven flying nimbus
Only presidents I care about’s presidents we printing
I don’t really know what they about Let’s keep them at a distance
It be difficult to trust we don’t do no ass kissing
It be difficult to lust I been with some bad woman
If you ever see me cuffed better play a blind witness
Put a hit out from the cut I ain’t saying that I’m tough
anybody can get touched keep the semi on me tucked
Leave these rappers in the dust lyrically y’all out of luck
If they try to call a bluff they get lit up like a Dutch
man I think I said enough nah they gotta see my nuts
Back when Diddy’s name was puff I got looked at as a runt
Went from fighting over lunch to me buying niggas brunch
That’s why every single month I sold clothes out of my trunk
I could get it from my parents but I rather do my stunts
Now and days it’s about appearances not what we got for funds

Written by:
JEREMIAS JIMENEZ

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