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My Life

Wet Boys

Get Wet

1999

{talking}
Drop that shit
(yeah)....(my life)
It's a fucked up feelin to be fuckin discussed (discussed)
Busted (busted)
I want you to look eye-to-eye

his brain
If you ain't gon' build up your brothers you lame
Outside at Poppy's okay
Promoters don't know me okay
They charge to get in, I haven't paid

smacked
I'ma beat up the opps that got
Move tact', don't need you to go with me
Right by myself, got the pole on my lap
DOA, GBG, 06 fifth, 
Niggas know

Until then I'll be in the soup kitchen
Cookin' up shit like this
For poverty stricken
Under privileged, brothers and sisters
We're soldiers of the global

buffin', swear on the lives of my brothers
Wish you could hear this but I'm scared to share my rhymes with the public
Instead I try to put up a disguise

It's Red Lyfe
It's Red Lyfe
Nobody safe anymore
Had to wake you niggas up, I couldn't wait anymore
Got so much shit on my mind, couldn't think

alone
Let it be known
Ya
From the bottom you gotta rise
Look you wake up the sun gon shine
I hope so
Ya
At least someone being hopeful
I hope so
Ya
And I

can end it now, if we could together be
Forever in peace, at least not separated by color
If you could trace it back, father, you'd see we are brothers

If you never judge a book by its cover
Then why does skin color
Give the Freedom and the
Liberty to judge us
Sick hearing the screams From Mother

Mhen I'm steady grindin', steady pullin' strings
Me I no be Ola Dips but sometimes I Reminisce
How I used to live on the edge, killin' beats

and so for a little bit
Depression is killin' us, basadi tryna live with it
Can we get rid of it by makin' money, gettin' rich?
Do you people even

don't wanna fuck around and run up
Open up his stomach like a doctor giving tummy tucks
Alright lay down get the camera rolling like I'm Spike Lee
Live

the children woke up.
Gretel was frightened and began to cry.
Don't worry, said Hansel.
When the moon comes up, we will find our way home
by following

at the ghetto from out the window pane
His brother died, and this young nigga can't even feel no pain
Is he gon' ride, or is he gon' live in the hood with all

programs and hopes to sober up
You only live once, it got me to open up
Pops was an alcoholic, he often made me
Nervous to my stomach, hated to see him

and pick up the paper
Now I gotta get it I'ma hustler I'ma money maker
Giver by nature but when it comes to rap I'ma taker
And they gone know my name like

existence
The meaning of life I have discovered is to live in tune with the divine
To together create a world in which we understand
That we are

Yeah
5.55 AM
I ain't been asleep all night
Yo, double turn the headphones up
Niggas know I speak that fire when I'm in the booth
These days I swear I

niggas ready to crash (crash)
I crack the seal of that Dirty Diana, she tell me she ready to smash
2019, I was fucked up, I told all my brothers, "Let's

Till I rolled up my sleeves
Look
I wasn't the type for a short and a tie
That's what I honestly thought
But when a brother suits up, he looks certainly

can't even see what I saw no more
It was the opposite of love 'ca I'm hurting more
Sat up in my feels, feeling lonely
Never wanna check up or phone me
But

just comes naturally equipped
It's a different day but you know it's the same shit
And we came up out the gutter
All my fucking brothers never relied

only came up only hearing bout n*ggas dyin
Every other week was some bullsh* killin my vibe 
And I ain't got older brother my oldest cousin inside now
So

petty shit but she just keep on missing 
What she doing wrong got a brother stuck up in submission 
Satisfying her but giving equal back ain’t what she do