Lyrics Life - Aiwal Turé

My cousin Toot used to bang up in his past life
A hot slug pulled the plug on his Goddamn life
Young boys toting toys in the midnight
Never taught so they ain't trying to get this life
Fuck you fuck me the price we put on this life
Judge send him to the pen tell him get right
It's a crisis going on before the midlife
Blindfolded trying to piece the puzzle of this life
Hurting for them babies cause they don't know shit
Got them looking a the world mocking ho shit
The grown folks hypocrites and a tragedy
Trendsetter Straightshooter it's the man in me
Pain is temporary that we gon' feel in this life
That's why we promethazine jolly ranchers and sprite
Guilty 'til proven innocent they want to indict
Deliberated before my birth and sentenced to this life

Life... you done dealt me some cards
Why you have to be so hard
You come and go as you please
Will drop a solja flat on his knees
You know you threw me some curves
The reason why we smoke that herb
You either rise or you fall
Will make a nigga walk or crawl

Many a times I dream and vision bout that good good life
Actually taking these thoughts and what they look like
What you expect from me fuckas we just coming to life
Student of MJG so we stay pimp tight
From top to bottom coast to coast I seen the same life
Claiming cities acting shitty fuck all that hype
Living mannish rebel vanished to a wild child
Everything we do our whole life done been a trial
Bald fades twisted braids labeled misfits
Your definition can kiss my ass and be dismissed
Damn if I do damn if I don't either way never right
Today tomorrow or even tonight like Betty Wright
White collar crooks balling living up enjoying this life
They told us be some good niggers only obey in this life
Not one of us got proof about that after life
So fuck it lets get money own some shit and master life

Life... you done dealt me some cards
Why you have to be so hard
You come and go as you please
Will drop a solja flat on his knees
You know you threw me some curves
The reason why we smoke that herb
You either rise or you fall
Will make a nigga walk or crawl

Robbery first in that county jail facing life
Making prayers doing my pushups every fucking night
D was facing life without capital murder
They giving football numbers time you never heard of
Trials and tribulation young Black Man in America
KKK and on the real fuck the KKK
It's Black Power big chains and money showers what we live for
Disrespect our women what we kill for
Looking in my son eyes I got to win
And I don't need no pretends I don't need no new friends
Only want my day ones with me to whip this new Benz
Getting to the bag tying up all these loose ins
We move in silence we always clip the loose ends
I'm staying prayed up just trying to live life
Either they don't know don't show
Or don't care bout what go on in the hood