Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Ain't Got Shit 2 Lose, artist - Natas. Album song Life After Death, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 17.09.2008
Record label: Aknu Media
Song language: English
I Ain't Got Shit 2 Lose |
| I ain’t got shit to lose |
| I’m tired of paying my dues |
| And every time I turn around |
| I’m sitting, singing the blues |
| I got no place to go |
| And I can’t find no ho |
| And every time I think it’s fast |
| It always turns slow-mo |
| See, you may think it’s funny |
| But it’s all about money |
| With no dough there’s no ho |
| And no money, no honey |
| So I got to find a way to make the ultimate kill |
| Get away from it all and make the big dollar bills |
| Get my life in check |
| Maybe break some necks |
| Come back with the loot and get big respect |
| No, I’m not like the others |
| I’ll be a paid motherfucker |
| Keep my shit undercover |
| And keep away from the suckers |
| Either way you go I got two roads to choose |
| It don’t matter to me |
| Cause I ain’t got shit to lose |
| It’s like a jungle sometimes |
| It makes me wonder how I keep from going under |
| «The extermination of the Negro people» (x2) |
| Life or death |
| Fortune or fame |
| See, everything’s the same |
| Everybody wants to make a name |
| In this big old game called life |
| The only life I know is pain and strife |
| Born in the ghetto with no place to go |
| Living the life of crime’s the only life I know |
| So I take it slow |
| And go with the flow |
| Even though I know I could never grow |
| Into what society wants me to be |
| Other than a straight G named TNT |
| Solitary confinement |
| Living just like you are man |
| The ghetto might as well be a sewer, man |
| You can’t comprehend unless you’ve been where I’ve been |
| Down the yellow brick road but it’s just a dead end |
| I’ve got the ghetto blues and it’s all bad news |
| So you wouldn’t want to be in my shoes |
| Cause I ain’t got shit to lose |
| Soul is dead |
| Losing my head |
| A cardboard box has replaced my bed |
| I wish I was dead |
| But that’ll never come true |
| I’m forced to live in this hell |
| Right along with you |
| Mama said there would be days when I felt like this |
| Too many pressures of the world make me slit my wrist |
| I can’t deal with this |
| Cause my life’s a bitch |
| Seems I’m all alone |
| In this Hell called home |
| Nobody knows the trouble I’ve seen |
| I just wish I had my piece of the America’s Dream |
| But America’s pie wasn’t meant for I |
| It makes no sense to try |
| Cause I was born to die |
| Who the hell am I |
| Who’s the man in the mirror |
| The scenario’s the same but the picture is no clearer |
| I see my choices |
| I hear some voices in my head |
| No matter what I choose |
| I ain’t got shit to lose |