paroles de chanson Life's a Bitch (Bitch/Hoe =/= Girl/woman) - Cheikh

Eye feel like shit
But its okay
Life's a bitch
That bitch gay
Eye aint tryna hear what that bitch got to say
Man eye aint tryna hear what that bitch got to say
Eye feel like shit
But its okay
Life's a bitch
That bitch gay
Eye aint tryna hear what that bitch got to say
Man eye aint tryna hear what that bitch got to say

Bitches and Women aint the same lets get that out the way
A woman would kick you out
That bitch still in yo house today
But anyway
This aint about that
Out back
Lettin off the GSG
Releasin was like therapy
Where were we
Wearily
Livin in peril
Scarily
Overcomin
The chalice still overrunnin
He bummin he know he done in
From sun out until the sun in
Still water we never runnin
You good? You cuttin onions
Officer cryin cuz his mouth got my gun in it
Remember you fondled my nuts and said eye wasn't shit
Harassed us for nothin bitch
And eye said eye would pray for you
You said you was God, fuck it
Went and godt a K fa you
Spray for u
Arm leg leg Bitch nigga
Arm head
Ya wings spread
You'll live on with the dead
I cried writin this
You nothin like this
I tried fightin this i couldnt fight it
Eye died likin ya shit
Click
Unlike it
You somethin like this
Yeah this for you
Eye do this just for you
Eye could be singin to myself or singin just to you
Yeah this for you
Eye do this just for you
Eye could be singin for myself or singin just for you

Eye feel like shit
But its okay
Life's a bitch
That bitch gay
Eye aint tryna hear what that bitch say
Man eye aint tryna hear what that bitch say
Eye feel like shit
But its okay
Life's a bitch
That bitch gay
Eye aint tryna hear what that bitch say
Man

Eye'm Cheikh when I'm whole
Just great at halfway whats untold
Soul multidimensional
I'm comfortable; it unfolds
Can't break pure gold
It flows like young into old
I'm my daddy's son
That nigga high strung and he bold
Failure forebode
But it was foreseen
And therefore foretold
Fear come back nine ten five and four fold
Need me a mill then nine ten five and four mo
These niggas still sign skin tight deals and force flows
I'm in the field
Mad skills at tongue tip like morsels
The man made machine manufactured more souls
Yo mouth might be a portal
Might put my foot through that bitch like the door closed
Tired of niggas frontin like the score close

Lifes a bitch
But its okay
Eye feel like shit
But she wont get her way
Eye aint tryna hear what no bitch got to say
Eye aint tryna hear what no bitch got to say
Eye aint tryna hear what no bitch got to say
Eye aint tryna hear what no bitch got to say