| To all my listeners out there
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| This your boy, Kut Calhoun
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| And this song here is about my life
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| It can be about your life
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| What people have to say about, they won’t let you live your life
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| Here’s what I think
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| My pants is saggin', braided hair
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| People stare but I don’t care
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| It’s the life that I choose to lead
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| I’m who I choose to be
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| And who are you to be abusing me?
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| With your hypocritical, stereotypical slanders
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| «Oh! |
| he’s a thug he must sell drugs at random»
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| Just because I’m a young black brother I gotta slang dope
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| And disrespect black mothers? |
| Nah!
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| I’m a king for a queen on a quest to ball
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| I’m the spleen in a man and threat to y’all
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| I’m black, strapped and packed with intellect and all
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| I’m what you call your worst nightmare
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| 'Cause I don’t walk around with a happy face
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| I got a face stressed, and feed mouths, I ain’t livin' in Happy Days
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| So you can say what you wanna
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| I’m still gon' be the same ol' me in the mornin'
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| (Know why?)
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| It’s my life, (life, ho) it’s my life (life, ho)
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| It’s my life, (life, ho) it’s my life (life, ho-oh)
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| Here’s my chance to make you feel what I feel if it’s real
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| Move on and god bless the child that can hold his own
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| Now everybody got something to say 'bout who I be fuckin'
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| The pills that I’m popin' «Just tone it down okay»
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| Since everybody wanna open their mouths (surprise)
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| I got a big dick for her, swallow this and get outta (my life)
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| Instill it in your head and learn, it’s just me!
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| I never cared to share concerns about what y’all doin'
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| Who y’all hanging with, who y’all screwing
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| Why y’all ain’t legit, leave me alone
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| If I wanna bone every grown woman in the city, then it’s on!
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| You ain’t gon' stop it, I’m a grown ass man
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| Doing mine with the ecstasy, I’m still gon' pop it
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| Let a nigga live or give a nigga room
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| Got a complicated life that’s too troublesome for you
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| So if I’m on the edge, then let me get it right
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| 'Cause regardless what you sayin' at the end of the night it’s still
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| It’s my life, (life, ho) it’s my life (life, ho)
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| It’s my life, (life, ho) it’s my life (life, ho-oh)
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| Here’s my chance to make you feel what I feel if it’s real
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| Move on and god bless the child that can hold his own
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| Tell me:
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| You ever been with a relative or a friend
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| That be tellin' you how to live, really jealous of how you live?
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| Tryna down you? |
| Look at the people around you
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| Point who they are
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| You tell em' to get some business and stay the fuck outta yours
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| 'Cause half of they lives ain’t right, and fucked up more
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| Shit! |
| Half of them probably can’t fight behind closed doors
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| But they always bringing up these stories
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| 'Bout the shit they done did
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| Thinkin' they gon' get some glory
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| I never let em' get the best of me or stress me
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| All I wanna do is live my life
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| But people tend ta wonder if something is under
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| Deep, so bring the light
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| So if you a fo, we can throw, we can go
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| Personal info don’t let everybody know
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| I like to keep it low who I hoe when I roll
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| So don’t you put your nose straight through the front door
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| And stay outta
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| My life, (life, ho) it’s my life (life, ho)
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| It’s my life, (life, ho) it’s my life (life, ho-oh)
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| Here’s my chance to make you feel what I feel if it’s real
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| Move on and god bless the child that can hold his own
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| It’s my life, (life, ho) it’s my life (life, ho)
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| It’s my life, (life, ho) it’s my life (life, ho-oh)
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| Here’s my chance to make you feel what I feel if it’s real
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| Move on and god bless the child that can hold his own
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| Yeah, said it’s my life
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| Up under the sun wrapped up in the one, yeah
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| You ain’t gotta deal with it, just let me live it
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| It’s my life |