[Intro: D-Celli] D-Celli Do or Die Music Someone once told me that if you treat every situation like Do or Die you're gunna die a lot I disagree I think that when your backs against the wall... you make it happen So if you hungry... Eat (Sample) “Tell me what (What!), what would I do? If I could feel.” ..If I could feel [Verse 1: D-Celli] If I could feel the feelings felt when dudes feel my sh** A place to live off a hook and a bridge A playa' ain't a gangsta', but he handles his biz I got my pen pushing ink it's where the magic exists Everyday is Christmas; getting paid for my gift And my checks are getting signed for a flick of my wrist. (For now..) I'm pinching pennies, pushing dimes Hittin' chicks, kickin' rhymes Flipping sh** to get me mines Do or Die to get me signed Sick of being Curb Servant; Curb serving, meant for a bigger purpose Praying for the days when I could say that is was worth it God answered back and said I need you to deserve it (Woah) What would you do if you could walk in my shoes?
Making every move like you got something to prove? All or nothing, ain't a Nothing to choose So your life is on the line like you got nothing to lose I'm tryna double up, on the double down Practicing, "Who's the dummy now?" Only dapps when I come around Now they don't make a sound Spitting for the kids who music loud to drown the sound of screamin When life ain't peachy; don't mean this then you deceive this Every body love me now no matter the reason Just Surviving the Times of Do or Die Tell the truth or tell a lie Grind or get crucified Live fly or get scrutinized Cause they say its bout your -ism like a euphemi- A euphemis, Are you famous? If so, then what am I? Fathers play the villain, only dad was Father Time Burning bushes, so my blunts look like I'm holding pine Sqeezing ti-tis like I'm holding .9s Mom's only son, I was born to shine (Mom's only son, I was born to shine) (Born to Shine) It's Do or Die