Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Your Life, artist - Marlon Craft. Album song The Tunnel's End, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 01.08.2017
Record label: Marlon Craft
Song language: English
Your Life |
| Ugh, I’m sitting on a subway |
| Looking like a Friday but feeling like a Monday |
| A man got his can shaking begging me for chump change |
| What I got to complain, stand clear of closing doors |
| And hope is yours, all ye who enter here |
| That was the promise of the city of yesteryear |
| But these days it’s looking like a pit stop |
| Where the rich stop to flip-flop on which job |
| They gonna pick before they settle down and cut the bull |
| But flip flops and socks was all I ever knew |
| Even the youth different phones got us too distant |
| Blue scripts and wax got’em lax, even snooze different |
| Searching for the fountain of youth in a Fanta |
| With a little lean I just lean towards the answer |
| See this ain’t philanthropy I got loans, dawg |
| Pops working so hard I ain’t trying to prolong |
| The struggle |
| The struggle, everybody got their troubles |
| It’s your vice, it’s your life, it’s your life |
| But I’m a stay away from all the rubble |
| I’m not trying to preach, take it or leave it |
| It’s your vice, It’s your life, do it right |
| Do it right, do it right |
| I hope I don’t come across to harsh in my stanzas |
| But sometimes what they call rap look like stand up |
| I wish I was a fan, but I ain’t no model man |
| Wish that every girl that sat up on my dick I could stand |
| But I ain’t perfect |
| I too chase whims |
| But the odds ain’t even and the truth ain’t slim |
| So some folks big up on they vices like they Bronson |
| I can’t really judge them 'cause I don’t know what haunts them |
| And shit yo, that’s what it is to be human |
| I ain’t never been one to sit when we losing |
| So if you ain’t picking up your man on D |
| I don’t sit and watch you fail I demand my team |
| Gonna fight to the buzzer through the strife we discover |
| How much life we can muster through the sight of a brother |
| That’s word, I ain’t trying preach, my G |
| There ain’t nothing wrong with a little belief, my G |
| I’m just saying |
| (I'm just saying) |
| The struggle, everybody got their troubles |
| It’s your vice, it’s your life, it’s your life |
| But I’m a stay away from all the rubble |
| I’m not trying to preach, take it or leave it |
| It’s your vice, It’s your life, do it right |
| Do it right, do it right |