Joell Ortiz - L.I.F.E. lyrics

rate me

Let me paint a picture for these suburb niggas

This the hood

Dope fiends, syringes on the cracked concrete,

Lie next to a dirty dipper, life on the streets is real (real)

Fiends forming crack packs at night

And sell they daughter's brand new bike to fill a pipe

It's sad. We've got it bad, weed bags and dutches

Re-lax and puff it escape reality

Until your high come down, you look around

And see the same thing you seen before you gave duke a pound

And copped your little chronic, it's off the hook in the projects

Parents hooked on drugs, these kids hooked on phonics

How little man gonna concentrate on ABC's

When he gotta go down the hall to watch they TV (cause you done sold his)

L - You live it, don't like it but learn to love it

I - It ain't fair, but who cares, you gotta thug it

F - For sheezee my attitizee is fuck it

E - Either you roll or get rolled on it's nothing

I was probably 9 or 10 when I picked up my pen

Down in Short's crib, listenin to Criss-Cross then

That's when my verses had a million curses and 10 gats

Fast cars, and I ain't know where the gas peddle was at (you know)

10 years old, peddling crack, at least to me I was

See hood youngins wanna be like thugs

Straight A students got laughed at and called a herb

By people in they class that wished they could be called a nerd

But they ain't take time to sound out all of they words

So they covered it up with jokes and cut to smoke herbs

And fill cups with alcohol, over school nights

Parents needed a Tylenol, teachers ain't know they child at all

At home they weren't wild at all, but when they got to school

Bad influences and peer pressure was pilling on

Quote unquote cool crowds was where they wanted to fit in

A lot of them wish they didn't now they all got addictions

Winter time, out in the cold, sniffling on a mission

To find something that which is cool when they was school skippin

If they could turn back hands they would have took school different

But ain't no time machines

Now they stuck in the mind of fiends

Feeling sorry for they selves, life is mean and

Shorty they was feeling now proudly sports a diamond ring

That the nerd gave to her - Wishing they was the one that was engaged to her

Now who's the cool crowd?

L - You live it, don't like it but learn to love it

I - It ain't fair, but who cares, you gotta thug it

F - For sheezee my attitizee is fuck it

E - Either you roll or get rolled on it's nothing