Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Still My Life, artist - Z-Ro. Date of issue: 09.10.2000
Song language: English
Still My Life |
| But I don’t know, cause I can’t get a set of keys to the studio |
| And I know my fanbase is probably tired of me talking about the struggle |
| But since I resurrected time all the niggas don’t want to see me bubble |
| Should I murder my friends, that’s what Pac said |
| Although I clear my ruga ripping till they drop dead |
| I could a give a fuck about a buddy, he don’t really love me |
| So there ain’t no love for these niggas, there’s only love for money |
| Paranoid like a defendant at a murder trial |
| Plus I seen it everyday, but signatured in cursive style |
| Motherfuckers be tattle tailing like they taking names |
| So when they take a son they drive by I’ll be taking aim |
| Pressure to pain, are you able to maintain, where the sun don’t shine |
| On a daily basis I hear shots but H.P.D. |
| don’t mind |
| Cause they figure we’ll kill eachother by 2000 and 2 |
| But fuck the streets jesus our praises due to you |
| Only if they knew, this is my life |
| This is my liiiiiiiiife |
| Surviving in the struggle, living so shife |
| This is my liiiiiiiiife |
| When will I get to bubble, living so shife |
| (Z-Ro) |
| Ain’t no waking up in the morning because I’m still awoke |
| Previous past tense events got a nigga ready to kill folks |
| But I can’t lose focus, got my heart set on heaven |
| But I was a problem child running wild, for a nigga with a mac 11 |
| I keep my friends and enemies closer than a mother and daughter |
| They’ll sacrifice you like a lamb that gets slaughtered, weaker than water |
| With they woman ass ways that’s why it pays to do drivebys |
| Niggas be horizontal as I slide by |
| All night long, I’m paronoid voice mail beeping for days |
| Everytime I creep you know I creep with aks and hks |
| The motherfucking killing field is where I lay my head |
| And the place that I make my bed is where I spread my led |
| Motherfuckers be coming to get me in the middle of the night |
| But I’ma wreck his face when I put a infrared beam in the middle of his life |
| When will it ever stop, until they drop I can’t get no rest |
| Cause those that also feel me feel well to the flesh, in my life |
| (Z-Ro) |
| Can I get a little rest, cause I can’t take another test |
| Haven’t I proven myself, so why do I feel like I’m that victim |
| I’m just praying for nothing and do the lord even hear me |
| Could it be that I was too inoxicated in the words for coming out early |
| Cause I’ve lost most of my partners, I’m losing family members |
| I remember when it was love, but I’ll be lonely by the end of Decemeber |
| I’m feeling bad, but I can’t talk to my dad, cause he don’t care |
| Plus I’m missing my sister but she don’t want to treat me fare |
| All this sleeping from house to house, fucking with my dome |
| Got two album of my own, but no home |
| So picture the park bench in blood, is the night time bed |
| Ripping the whereabouts to murderers and many nights I fled |
| Practically assed out, lord forbid somebody pull some cash out |
| My reaction is to rob them, then I dash out |
| Fuck everybody, it’s all about me and my woman and child |
| Because my 9 millimeter because he helped to survive, this is my life |