Lyrics:
My old man is a bad man, but
I can't deny the way he holds my hand
And he grabs me, he has me by my heart
He doesn't mind I have a Las Vegas past
vita
Life is sweet
Nothing in this life
Comes free
All the best that life can bring (ay)
The world will turn
Mais c'est la vie
When all is gone
This is how we do it
This is how we do it
La, la, la, la la, lo lo
La, la, la, lo lo, oh
This is how we do it
La, la la, la oh
This is how we
the morning light smoking, cash to fly
Don't stay up in the club tonight
And this how this is how
I'm gonna live my life
Your hands in the air like sha, la, la
(Vita es morte es vita
Life is death is life)
Found nothing but the feathers and the skull
On the porch like a present with a bow
Denizen
is this Mr?
Who's asking?
This is Officer Fuentes is this Mr?
Yes this is
Unfortunately I have some very difficult news to deliver
We have your mother,
warm in the night
Ojos miran hacia la luna, busco la llamanda amorosa
I heed echos of your laughter in the corners of my mind
While I memorize
what it is, you know what it isn't
She just get it poppin' every time daddy visit
Drinking by the pool, go ahead and take a dip in
Life is but
L.A. is a great big freeway
Many girls have come to you
With a line that was untrue
And you just passed them by
And now your innocent to whim
There's three types of niggas in life
Niggas that make it happen
Niggas that watch it happen
And niggas that don't even know what the fuck is
niggas close to heart
Who was a friend is now a ghost in the dark
Cold part about it, nigga got smoked by a fiend
Tryna floss on him, blind to a broken
los laureles.
This ranchera is a standard for all
Mariachis and dates back to the 1920's
Or 1930's. It is supposed to have been
Written by Consuelo
Life la la lal la la life on my own this is life on my own i could be youll never see if this is life come follow me and stay with me im on my ownn
Letters read: Nas, they could never bury me
But through me, my nigga, you free
Truly reppin' QB, my life is like a movie
The credit's at the end
I have complaints, listen to me
They say I came from money and I didn't, and I didn't even have love, and it's unfair
L.A, I sold my life rights for
I be hopin' sometimes for a moment to feel the light shine
If life is a gamble, I'm willin' to bet my last dime
I know what it is to be victim
gone
I changed my ways throughout seasons
Even throughout this song
I try to change and I changed to become a better man
Sacrifice is a must for me
but Slim Shady is for the children!" (Hey, wait!)
I look at my life in a new light, fuck it
Give me two mics, I write songs for me, fuck what you like
but Slim Shady is for the children!" (Hey, wait!)
I look at my life in a new light, fuck it
Give me two mics, I write songs for me, fuck what you like
daughter, I be worried 'bout Kim
But Saint is baby Ye, I ain't worried 'bout him
I had my life threatened by best friends who had selfish intents
What I'm
on his breath, inheriting the drama better than
A great white, nigga this is life in my aquarium
(Don't get it fucked up)
Been away from home
Been
niggas is lame, my niggas ain't sane
Who you fuckin' with?
[Chorus: Ja Rule, O1, Vita]
Ya'll niggas want to dead (who)
Then want to ride (who?)
the street, your heart skips a beat
Beef? N**** overcook that meat
Get no sleep, only rest is in between the blink
My life story was written in blood,
value life but put prices on people
My homie name Vic
Because he a Steeler but used to be nice with them eagles
I know what she do for that Niemans
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