I han a line and a hook, but i wasn′t goin fishin
It was hopeless wish of gold and riches still it′s no existence
I hold persistence but it′s only visions
The passion is only wicious wiht this rap ** i′ve grown to live it
Broke and quiten relapse my flows addictive
It controls my wisdom I think i sold my soul to lyrics
As they went over the domes of critics
Yet complimented by legends that no the business
But don′t own the business We all struggien in the same way
Waitin for that great day that we can get the white mens pay day
That road to riches is a bumpy ride with hungry eyes
Hands out but no thumbs to climb
Stayin balanced off of rum and wine
Numbling minds liven off crumbs and crime
It′s crumblin times no more button ups and ties
It′s just uppercuts and lies hustlen like ** my pride
That′s how it goes son, u win some u loose some it′s in the game..
This is my life.. i used to say c′est la vie.. c′est la vie
The way we talk the way we walk.. when u struggle to smile..
I′ve been in fist fight, knife fights, shoot-outs, and car-chases.
I represent my Nation at war, just like the Star of DaviD.
It′s SickStatus HutcH DeviLL Mega Loose Cannon Rippin the vocall apparatus,flippin out like acrobatics.
I′ll pin you ti the canvas just like pro-wrestl-ers,
I′m so irrational the throats of all your messengers.
And not to mention messin with my crew is slaughter,
I′m so sick my spit contaminated the water in Aurora,put you under boil order,
I′m as real as the soil I′ll seek & destroy you like takin you to war over your oil.
You heard it all from me,
I was learnin 1st hand when all of ya′ll were still virgins drawing circles in the sand.
I eliminate illterate authors of wack material, facilitating materialism thru my stereo.
So bury me wit my area-code, Laramie soldier, carrying tha ′RO on my shoulder
You know tha DevlLL told′ya gotta get it!
That′s how it goes son, u win some u loose some it′s in the game..
This is my life.. i used to say c′est la vie.. c′est la vie
The way we talk the way we walk.. when u struggle to smile..
So much to do in a day when you don′t make moves to get paid
And you stuck doin the same stupid bullshit again
It′s those people around you that got you losin′ your brain
Behind ya back they clown you and think your foolish and lame
So ** everyone else break lose and think for yourself
** every academic you failed no need for more help
They labeled you stupid and now it′s time for you to prove to em′
That the knowledge you built, didn′t all come from the school system
The blood in ya vrins is filled with nothin but hate
Cause they think they know you good when they can′t even relats
I was born in the Chitom from the crime
Seen alotta crazy ** happen and anger just formed in my mind
I′m trynna analyze the game and why′s it changed
Is it the guns, *** and bling it sounds the same
Or should we put the blame on the prople in the whits house
Same people makin′ killers in the streets pushin′ whits out
That′s how it goes son, u win some u loose some it′s in the game..
This is my life.. i used to say c′est la vie.. c′est la vie
The way we talk the way we walk.. when u struggle to smile..
