Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song My Life, artist - Termanology. Album song Out the Gate, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 26.01.2006
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: ST
Song language: English
My Life |
My life |
Done some things bad, done some things good |
But as the world turned I learned life is Hell |
Complex like walking through projects at night |
My life |
Does some things bad, does some things good |
Living in the world no different from a cell |
This how be in this everlasting game |
Hey yo I know it ain’t right for me to get locked |
Put my mama through hell cause I live in a cell |
I live it really wholesale offer digital scales |
My whole city need bail so a million pills |
I had to move out to the fiends rush delivery |
Jake ran in the crib, flushed the little p |
Lost a little g, fuck it whatever |
I ain’t really proud of it and I ain’t proud of my cheddar |
I ain’t proud of all the drugs that I took when I tripped |
I ain’t proud of all my burners when I’m loading the clip |
I ain’t proud of when I punched my old girl in the lip |
I ain’t really proud of shit, I can give you a list |
I ain’t really proud of my fam, we fight too much |
I ain’t really proud of my hand, it saw my knife too much |
I ain’t really proud of much, I could tell you myself |
The only difference is homie I won’t lie to myself |
My life |
Does some things bad, does some things good |
But as the world turned I learned life is Hell |
Complex like walking through projects at night |
My life |
Does some things bad, does some things good |
Living in the world no different from a cell |
This how be in this everlasting game |
You can bank whether it’s you and me or memories of arch enemies |
We grew to be truthfully you the key |
A chapter in my life? |
the first part |
A prelude to where my verse start both bonded by the cursed heart |
Yeah we were smart, take a look at what our thirst caught |
The street life, first it quenched me then it drenched me |
Had me in a dream state till Lady Fate pinched me |
Stopped and clenched me and the convinced me |
Ever since we grew accustomed to the foul nature swindling crack |
And trife life, ducking fife, leaving Timberland tracks |
Of all the things I thought you’d do to get the Benjamin stacks |
You went against the grain and fame to take my emblem back |
Remembering back, I almost grabbed the Glock to rebuild |
Sacrificed everything to being locked in a cell |
I’m tired of looking towards the heavens while we walking through Hell |
To my fam and all I am farewell, damn L |
My life |
Does some things bad, does some things good |
But as the world turned I learned life is Hell |
Complex like walking through projects at night |
My life |
Does some things bad, does some things good |
Living in the world no different from a cell |
This how be in this everlasting game |
Island child, been in trouble with the law |
Since a crime at nine, ‘98 in the jaws |
In the claws of a cause when it falls when it’s cool |
Then I froze but I rose when I sold? |
I keep thinking about flashbacks and memories |
How I made all my cash back with felonies |
I’m just a regular Diallo only with a bottle |
Or like a newschool Slick Rick without the jewels |
It’s so hard in this life when niggas carry tools |
Playing by the rules when you can cheat like fuck school |
And I’m stuck in the street and drug pools |
Where the money is sweet, the money is large, the money is hard |
A lot of niggas hustle and rob |
But to make it out the hood it’s like what are the odds? |
All this money generated but none of it’s ours |
Happy that the only one who can judge me is God |
My life |
Does some things bad, does some things good |
But as the world turned I learned life is Hell |
Complex like walking through projects at night |
My life |
Does some things bad, does some things good |
Living in the world no different from a cell |
This how be in this everlasting game |