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