[Verse 1: Opio]
Now, playful pulpit-pussies poppin' junk with the pistol
Sweated because I'm dreaded, let's get ready to pull a fistful
Of extinction, reachin’, quick on the trigger, sneakin'
And then send a flurry of bullets diggin’ deep in my flesh and wreakin'
The props 'cause they pops lots of mops heads drop
Dead plots, a cop, eager and ready to lick the shots hot
Ready to kick the plot so wipin’ the flop and then I vanish
Managed to escape by the skin of my teeth and then say, "Damn, it's a shame," the brain is washed, to the point when it's savage
Beasts, I rest in peace, simply before I annex
Insanity; why can't there be a resolution? I ask you
No answer, so fuck it the next time my life is threatened, I'll blast you
Packin’ the black steel, makin’ the mack's feel pain and fear
As I smear blood from buckshots to the brain
Pump! Pump! Pump! Listen to the bullets hum as they buzz past
Your ears and dig in, drillin’ into your cranium
Not a gang-banger, crack-slanger, never done had the rep kid
Yet sweated, frequently, see me and step with
Intent to kill spilling your blood for your sins
Defends my livelihood 'cause rivals could bring ends to
My youthful bliss bustin’ a trigger gun and missed this
Bullets, to the vital organs, in order to assist
In your death, your last breath havin' spasms as I has em’
The idea is demonic and the thought is surely sad
And not a murderer, ensurin’ the longevity of my life, I'll
Live and let live, kill if I must, I shall
[Chorus: Phesto]
I give it all I got—that's all I got to give
Yo, you got to live and let live
I give it all I got—that's all I got to give
Yo, you gotta live and let live

[Verse 2: Tajai]
Damn, I wish that I can have bliss, daily
Lately, I try to speak my piece but words fail me
I'm dwelling in the halls of appalling sights of evil
I got to sweat the devil plus I got to sweat my people
Do I gotta blow them brains out to get them chains out your head?
The mackin’ mentally offends to be dead
Deceased I gotta a peace deeds 'cause the beast be
Lurkin’ up in them, so now I'm buckin’ them
And stuck in them, the herring fits means tricks
You learn it when you plunder and tell me to run the kicks
You might trip, and find it hard to swallow this
But follow this down a dark alley and you're catchin’ hollow tips
You got yo' shit, I got mine, leave it at that
Respect T or thank me, when I shank thee
Necks, 'cause clever dreads can sever heads weasel
I may be thin but my lead friends be diesel
A law-abiding citizen but shit it's been long enough
Strong and tough, sniff this and you're snuffed
Stifled, step lively, don't try to bust me
Trust the fact that I'm friendly and yo, plus
See that I love humans—they hate me
I'd love to live and let live but no one's T
So until then I chill when it's possible
But I gotsta pull pieces because we're peaceless
[Chorus: Phesto]
I give it all I got—that's all I got to give
You got to live and let live
I give it all I got—that's all I got to give
You gotta live and let live

[Verse 3: A-Plus]
Yo
Thy shall not kill—I will if I have to
You say I'm the one promoting violence—well, I ask you;
Have you ever heard the sound of bullets passin' you?
Ever thought of goin' out with someone blastin' you?
Willin' to be killin' maybe is a great sin
But it's not appealin' when bullets penetrate skin
What pain when a brain leaves a stain with the quickness
So I get a fool if I think that I'm on his shit list
With the swiftness of a Glock nine
So now who got your back? 'Cause my gat got mine
Find a brother with some dreads and now you figure you're gonna kill him
Well I grab my gun when I see one I'm gonna fill him
Why should you live in fear thinkin someone is gonna get ya
I bet ya, before he gets me he'll be on a stretcher
So no n***a pulls a trigger on the S-O-M
And if there's more than one, I'll have to kill the rest of them
Buckshots, leave a body ripped, 'cause I got equipped
With a shotty quick, that nobody wanna riff with
Get split open with the fury of the lead, G
Rat-a-tat, tat-a-tat, flat is what your head be
Dead see, why don't brothers wanna let me function
When I pull it, kids be eatin' bullets like a luncheon
Adam got a magnum and I tag 'em with this weapon
Be threatened, 'cause Adam be pullin' a pistol if you're steppin'
I don't like it but I guess that that's the way it has to be
Live and let live but then you're dead before you're blastin' me
[Chorus: Phesto]
I give it all I got—that's all I got to give
You got to live and let live
I give it all I got—that's all I got to give
Yo, you gotta live and let live
I give it all I got—that's all I got to give
You got to live and let live
I give it all I got—that's all I got to give
You gotta live and let live

Oakland, you gotta live and let live
On the East Coast, you gotta live and let live
In the South, you gotta live and let live
Everybody, yo—live and let live