Lyrical Breakdown of Live My Life (Leave Me Alone) - Album Version (Edited) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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• Lyric Overview: Witness how Cam'ron feat. Daz Dillinger weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Live My Life (Leave Me Alone) - Album Version (Edited)" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
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CAM'RON Miscellaneous Live My Life (Leave Me Alone)"(feat. Daz Dillinger [Verse 1] Now that I'm here niggaz wanna wrap the ROC up Nah, backslash wrap the rocks up, back the block up Cop killers, clap at coppers, blast at choppers Pass the vodka, listen, don't ever mention Dash or Hoffa It's a Harlem thing dog, you'll clash with Mobsters (uptown) Remember me? Got jumped on TNT (what's beef?) Next week, back pump TNT (what's beef?) All my niggaz got M-16's kid And all we do is watch MTV Cribs Learn not to in fury the victim Purially stick 'em, break through your security system (KILLA) Stop frontin', you was never a menace Never a hustla, NO, we could never do business Business is business, money is money Hustle is hustle, stupid is stupid You da dumbest of dummies (Killa) [Chorus] Leave me alone, let me just live my live, ah Just leave me alone, leave me alone Let me just live my life ah That's the sound of the police [Verse 2] All I do every day dog, blunt after blunt Stunt after stunt, they all? after? Like that I'm Shiesty, look at my shoes, like my Nikes Know that I got a girl, like my wifey, like that I'm rude Come here, let me pick with your chest, dick on your breast All they say "That nigga's a mess" You heard me fam? All worthy of this dirty man Take it in your ass? How about 30 grams ma'? Go upstate, come back downstate, next time around me You might get a POUNDCAKE, (screw that bitch) Fuck it up, she understand that I might slap her I'll me damned if I work for some white cracker (shit) White batter, prize in the pack, fiends love They hug it, call it Cracker Jacks, KILLA Where the crack is at, watch me get dem dice Throw 'em on, let me live my life [Chorus] Leave me alone, let me just live my live, ah Just leave me alone, leave me alone Let me just live my life ah That's the sound of the police [Verse 3] Fuck life as a rap star, you dealing with crack gods Cookin' the crack hard, lead the crack jars All of the chips, the crib with the backyard Pull out the gat pa, a bar, and black cars And I'm scary with the 5th, compare me to a gift Yellow diamonds, ganerrie on my wrist, just juice Get wet up and waive, that'll be the day, killa cam Mess up some yeah (shiiiiit), thug niggaz be on point And game time, cop a brick, and re-up in the same night And to get that trife, I flick that knife, doggy dog Let me live my life [Chorus] Leave me alone, let me just live my live, ah Just leave me alone, leave me alone Let me just live my life ah That's the sound of the police [Cam] The block is hot, niggaz tell me to feel it Know when I get out they gon feel it Witness the realest