Issue No 124 My Life Lyrics
My Life by Issue No. 124
At first it was
You are never gonna make it
You don't work enough
And then I worked hard,
And everybody wanna break guard
But they tell me I ain't thirst enough
'cause I'd have had this cup all my life
I sip slow, know my wrongs from rights
I get dough, never sold no wife
But I learned from the people that get dough
You do what you gotta do,
You ain't Skid Row!
This is the same reason a gangleader
Let a clip go.
The same reason that baby girl
Started and end up broke
This life is dark
We need lights,
We need Christ!
So I right,
I try to elevate this
Different life,
The people only hate shit
Motivation, one nation
One fist in the air,
Guns blazing, remember what I need back!
Rewind me back to 1985, September 19th
3 in the morning, just to be exact
My mamma hoofing the holler just to lean on her back
Trying to push me out
Her first born. Trollie B telling her to push
Keep going! But I quick fast forward, as the clutch keep going
I'm sitting in the studio and I don't really know
What the fuck is going on, it's the year 2000
Niggers get banged out, cocaine paling,
I'm only 15, trying to play football
Trying to gang bang too,
Nigger trying to do it all
Nigger need do this
Nigger impatient, probably trying to tell him
Slow down, but he racing
Wiped out a hood, rat, mamma said he mistaken
Get a pill, go with that until you resume
Wanna be hard
Wanna catch nigger's face, beat them across the wall
The L.A. Times' front page!
But I'm hard on the field, though
Got me a scholarship and made it all real, though
This is still not good enough
Got back home 'cause I really can't handle stuff
Tripping of a gang shit
Tripping off a gay kid
Walking with some niggers I should never roll with
Some niggers are in it just to have fun
So point a nigger just like B Dot, why you come back home?
Are you really getting done shit?
Man, ain't that some shit?!
I really should be up on the leave, though
Instead this life 05,
And I'm chilling with my niggers looking on this weed, bro.
Nigger, we geez bros.
07 is when i met my queen, though.
And that's what she let me know.
You need to go back to the person that you worked for
Couldn't do it for myself, so I did it for her
I did it for my mamma, had to promise her I wouldn't cause anymore drama
Had to get my shit straight, so I did a mixtape
King Kong with a value of big grenade
To the value of a wrecking ball crew
Crazy! until the video, niggers started acting shady.
Fuck it! Can't please everybody.
Just a couple of hommies, don't need everybody
Worst case niggers in a hotel lobby
Fill their head out to the brotherhood party
But before I make the night worse...
I could pray for my life first!
You are never gonna make it
You don't work enough
And then I worked hard,
And everybody wanna break guard
But they tell me I ain't thirst enough
'cause I'd have had this cup all my life
I sip slow, know my wrongs from rights
I get dough, never sold no wife
But I learned from the people that get dough
You do what you gotta do,
You ain't Skid Row!
This is the same reason a gangleader
Let a clip go.
The same reason that baby girl
Started and end up broke
This life is dark
We need lights,
We need Christ!
So I right,
I try to elevate this
Different life,
The people only hate shit
Motivation, one nation
One fist in the air,
Guns blazing, remember what I need back!
Rewind me back to 1985, September 19th
3 in the morning, just to be exact
My mamma hoofing the holler just to lean on her back
Trying to push me out
Her first born. Trollie B telling her to push
Keep going! But I quick fast forward, as the clutch keep going
I'm sitting in the studio and I don't really know
What the fuck is going on, it's the year 2000
Niggers get banged out, cocaine paling,
I'm only 15, trying to play football
Trying to gang bang too,
Nigger trying to do it all
Nigger need do this
Nigger impatient, probably trying to tell him
Slow down, but he racing
Wiped out a hood, rat, mamma said he mistaken
Get a pill, go with that until you resume
Wanna be hard
Wanna catch nigger's face, beat them across the wall
The L.A. Times' front page!
But I'm hard on the field, though
Got me a scholarship and made it all real, though
This is still not good enough
Got back home 'cause I really can't handle stuff
Tripping of a gang shit
Tripping off a gay kid
Walking with some niggers I should never roll with
Some niggers are in it just to have fun
So point a nigger just like B Dot, why you come back home?
Are you really getting done shit?
Man, ain't that some shit?!
I really should be up on the leave, though
Instead this life 05,
And I'm chilling with my niggers looking on this weed, bro.
Nigger, we geez bros.
07 is when i met my queen, though.
And that's what she let me know.
You need to go back to the person that you worked for
Couldn't do it for myself, so I did it for her
I did it for my mamma, had to promise her I wouldn't cause anymore drama
Had to get my shit straight, so I did a mixtape
King Kong with a value of big grenade
To the value of a wrecking ball crew
Crazy! until the video, niggers started acting shady.
Fuck it! Can't please everybody.
Just a couple of hommies, don't need everybody
Worst case niggers in a hotel lobby
Fill their head out to the brotherhood party
But before I make the night worse...
I could pray for my life first!