Released on October 17, 1995

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[Verse 1]

The life check

The do or die keep it trife check

With beef you can't jet, you loose your neck up in this project

Hereditary be your ghetto top celebrity

I want my corner gold plated and mounted when they bury me

You see my adversary vary on this mission

I murder workin’ lieutenants who ordered they was snitchin'

The whole picture

I'm like the ruler on the streets

Messiah of the jungle made outta concrete

You can’t take the heat? Then move, you playin' legal

I'm movin' ki's up outta state my 'tude is lethal

There ain't no sequel

It's only one chance to shine or jet

This is enough to make the average man sweat

I put the visual in texts

There ain’t no warnin’ on what's comin’ next

You need to recognize the life check


[Chorus]

Recognize it's the life check

(One...two)

{x4}


[Verse 2]

I'm like a fast rappin'

Nigga that start the heat clappin’

Jump into action

Walkin' time bomb reaction

Threaten my figures I'ma put a peep hole in ya liver

Deliver harder pressure than neighborhood problem giver

That Giuliani couldn't figure

Administer no remorse just keep the cash on course

Feel the force when the words get lost

This here's survival of the fittest true

I tote an extra clip, regroup

I'm leavin' niggas see through

The narcs are lookin' for me to dime on the niggas in my crew

I'll take the Island over snitchin'

I'm relaxed in Hell's Kitchen

And loosen up these words until my pocket status switches

From just makin' it to layin' it down for takin' it

The newest product, me and my people's creatin' it

So stand [?] the closer it gets

The end is creepin' like an insect

You best to recognize the life check


[Chorus]


[Verse 3]

Now whatever I do, you gotta do

Get down to organize, keep it real for ya crew

The streets ain't no game

I'll never be a player I'm the coach

I'm runnin' this shit until I'm broke

I'll never smoke

Keep this title I'm not jokin'

Provokin' anger, I'll hit you with a banger

Across ya face, it's like a buck 50

And god forbid the kid that wanna riff with me

Fuck all the situations at hand I keep it in command

I recite the plan to my mans

It's all real

I'll never break no fuckin' sweat

You know what time it is, I fully recognize and understand the life check


[Chorus]