Текст песни One - Chill Bump

The Harsh Realities of Life... x4
Some say life's a bitch: woof woof. If that's the stupid truth,
I'll slap her booty red, attach her to a bed and I'll use a noose,
Bruise her head badly, bang her through the roof,
And do her doggie til I get charged with animal abuse.
Alive and living. I've been a hard-headed villain
Ever since I saw death in a car wreck collision.
From bars, wreckless drinking, from hard sex with women
And getting tatted like a walking talking art exhibition.
Listen: I just want the amazing life that Jay-Z has,
With planes, Mercedes, Jags, ladies banging me to lazy jazz.
But rap is tough. I have to hustle like a crazy ass.
The most underrated is what you can rate me as.
I'll take these jabs, you'll make me bleed but you won't make me spazz.
I'll wait then choke you, you like Conor facing Nate Diaz.
My dad passed before he got to 41.
That's when I knew noone's important or immortal son.
We're all just crumbs and me I'm only in it for the fun.
I came to spray the audience with champagne in water-guns.
And when I go, I pray to God my friends pour me some
Gin on my grave like my name was Jim Morrison.
The Harsh Realities of Life... x2