Price of Life Lloyd Banks

[Produced by Sean Anderson]

[Intro: DJ Drama]
All or Nothing
Please don't let them turn this country into the purge
So we can all live it up for the rest of our lives
As usual Banks with the wise words
Ya boy Dram', and like that... we gone

[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]
Uh, I rather chop mine up for solo than eat off a Shady plate
My wisdom potent enough for two juniors
My babies' babies straight
Trust no body on my plates, me and my crazy steaks
Celebrating, I'd rather blow my candles out Mercedes cake
This for my doubters gave me hate
Second guessing I caned them down 10 toes
Niggas you thought was fly I had to lend clothes
Called it a day I'm blowing Cadillac and Porsche, Benz, Rolls
Pause in my favorite moments
Getting money turns friend foes, uh
Lied in your face red nose
Trouble they near you cut my ties wide
Niggas rather support the unfamiliar
Armored wearer gun concealer
Catch you slipping you breathe wrong
Dough beginner, you got to bend hundreds to put the sleeves on
Insults ain't even on best, sneak dissing the flow God
I clean out all these new niggas, remixing my old bars
Timing is a big plus, streets missing me so far
Dragging them by their feet, added to my mystique, uh