Lyrics Lloyd Banks – Chosen Few

Hook
I’ve got to live life to the fullest
Put it all on the hands on the knife and these bullets
They ain’t got the pullers, got the prey, got the push

Verse 1 — Lloyd Banks
You know death’s around
I corner but you still broke
Life is a kick in the ass
With a steel toe, when you chasing that real dough
And I’m down to get mine wherever will’s go
Wings on the ones I love but the finner things so
With all that being said I let it ring whole
Chill through the winter, spend summer for a screen slow
Check out my ring gold, jamaican terminology
Follow me, then swallow me, it’s no apology
That’s a part of me, probably why they honour me
I gotta be, top lottery, high commodity
Although it’s like a job to me
It’s highway robbery
Ride with me, where to?
To the top, obviously
I lost my pops in October, it made me colder

Hook

Verse 2 — Jadakiss
They ain’t given to me so I took it chopped bad and cooked it
Then take it for granted never overlooked it
Now the bullshit came in, it went out of the oven air
Coming from the hood, lucky to see another year
Dip another bodybag up, shed another tear
When I’m all willin’ then we gone up the upper tear
It ain’t nothing like opening the fridge, and it ain’t nothing there
Everybody talking at the same time, nothing clear
Yeah,what’s a father supposed to tell his kids
When the revolver become their relatives
And they goin’ harder than they ever did
We all die but do we ever live?

Hook

Verse 3 — Lloyd Banks
Sound same as all automatic, cowards at it again
Tackle my chin at me or my kin, thought I was limb
Brought up my kid to Devil’s stadium
Red rights if you play with him
But this gift, I’m flaming them lost and they half demon
I sun up with my shady style
Young and dumb to weavy ride
Chaos every day we see, cripple own the way we lie
You know I’m one hundred you ever gave me five
Son got about this, still griefing the way he died
I rather take an army with me
‘Til then I’m living, fucking bitches, poppin’ down and pussy
You piss me off and they picking
I’m way to hard to listen
I’m way to red, I put my future on my doctor history

Hook

Outro — Jadakiss
Yeah, real niggas shit
Smoke out to it
Zone out to it
Count a half a million dollars cash
Live life to the fullest, niggas
For those not here
For those still here
G-Unit, D-Block
My nigga Banks, y’all ready
Let’s get it