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My Life
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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Lyfe Jennings
Lyfe Jennings
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Jean-Sébastien Bach
Jean-Sébastien Bach
Composition
Chester Jennings
Chester Jennings
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Lyfe Jennings
Lyfe Jennings
Production
Jason Agel
Jason Agel
Assistance d’ingénierie
James Cruz
James Cruz
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Rich Keller
Rich Keller
Ingénierie de mixage
Mike Tschupp
Mike Tschupp
Assistance d’ingénierie

Paroles

'Ight, yeah I'll hol' at y'all tomorrow, man 'Ight, I'll talk to you Get home safe Crazy kids, aha, yeah Today was a good day, word See I done been discriminated against Talked about by my friends Played a fool by women And had a daddy with no feelings I lived in ghettos with my momma Used the stove to heat our water And had to share clothes with my brothers Three of us, one bed, one cover oh And those were the happiest days of my life If it ain't rough, it ain't right Street lights are coming on, better get home Better get home Those were the happiest days of my life If it ain't rough, it ain't right While we're reminiscing Christopher Reeves You're still Superman to me You're still Superman You're still Superman You're still Superman to me See I done been mistreated and discouraged Felt like I was worthless Lonely, scared and nervous In a world without no purpose Cried out to God, "I didn't deserve this" But He said, "In time I would See it's the bad times that make the good times Feel so good" And those were the happiest days of my life If it ain't rough, it ain't right Street lights are coming on, better get home Better get home Those were the happiest days of my life If it ain't rough, it ain't right While we're reminiscing Christopher Reeves You're still Superman to me I said, "You're still Superman to me" Nobody is gonna take your place 'Cause you're still 'Cause you're still Superman to me (let's go) Yo, I done changed dirty diapers, cooked food with lighters Shot so much game, chicks nicknamed me "Sniper" Famous ghostwriter, bank account retired Too many zeros poppy still illegal Chain look like nickels mixed with icicles Stretching from the neck area to the genitals I got a parrot on my shoulder that talk for me And he don't say shit but, "Nigga back off of me" Yeah, I'm a hood nigga, but I'm still a good nigga Bought a couple kids new bikes, just 'cause I could nigga And I ain't one who be lookin' for thanks I just ball 'cause I like the Yanks Wow Ten years and some odd months in the joint, and I'm-I'm-I'm finally home I feel good, I'm lookin' good, you know I'm sayin'? Things is different, relationships is different A lot of my friends is dead, a lot of my friends that's alive Ain't really alive 'cause they doin' the same old thing they was doin', aha, ten years ago But yo, I was on to bigger and better things, went on to New York, you know I'm sayin'? I wasn't just talkin' about it, I was bein' about it I wasn't just tryin' to be a better hustler, a better father, a better friend, a better cousin I was tryna be a better person and I found just like in the joint When you tryna do positive things, positive results gotta follow, they gotta follow So for the last cut on the album I thought, I'd give it to y'all And tell my brothers in the joint whose strivin' to do the same thing That is it possible, man, life is possible, ha Come on, y'all, for the last cut, let's do this right
Writer(s): Will Jennings Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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