Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song My Life, artist - Classified. Album song While You Were Sleeping, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 05.11.2007
Record label: fontana north, Halflife
Song language: English
My Life |
| Yo I’ll be the last man standing |
| My hands cramped, can’t see |
| My family can’t stand me cause I grew to be an MC |
| My girl’s sick and tired of not getting attention |
| Really she thinks I’m fucked doesn’t wanna be mentioned |
| My competition is why I do this |
| And all my clothes are too big |
| One exception, my shoes fit |
| I got my priorities straight but can’t figure them out |
| So i’ma even them out in to equal amounts, yo |
| It’s only seldom my career |
| Forget the past class still an action skill |
| Reachin maximum, my overdrives extensive |
| Runnin off of stress |
| Sick of gettin bills should’ve gave a false address |
| My pulse can’t rest I’m all a mess |
| My life is a twist, writin' this shit, enlighten you clique |
| Recitin' the script, to keep my metal intact |
| Gettin' mad writin' lyrics and my pencil will snap |
| The formatted flow that functions ferocious |
| Got animated attitude to attempt to approach this |
| Let your flow spit my departures hopeless |
| And now you know this, no excuse when I flow shit |
| This is my li-i-i-i-ife |
| And I’m doin' what I want (like) |
| Drinkin alcohol 'til I’m drunk (right) |
| And you ain’t go no say in my life |
| So mind your own business |
| Yo my whole anatomy got a world of people mad at me |
| Climbin' rapidly, got people chasin after me |
| My faculty is actually sitting near the back of me |
| Ground Squad pound hard think about it, it has to be |
| And actively we put in work, rap for free |
| Makin' moves and the money, that’s strategy |
| Practically you only half of me, I’m last to bleed |
| And keep it tight like a family, yo but anyway |
| I’m gonna take this to another level |
| Try to compare and I’ll distort your shit like heavy metal |
| My mind is temperamental, makin these instrumentals |
| Still essential, but so much potential |
| Innovate, no stencil, drawn with pencil |
| Keep eventful, lettin loose, fuck confidential |
| This is me and i’ma let it all out with the mic in my hand |
| Make you jump on command, ah damn |
| Only so much I can take before I break out this weapon |
| And start lyrically infectin' |
| Then put down my foot on kids who impose |
| Leave you stone cold frozen, now who’s open? |