The harsh realities of life

The harsh realities of life

The harsh realities of life

The harsh realities of life

Some say "Life's a bitch," woof woof, if that's the stupid truth

I'll slap her booty red, attach her to a bed, and I'll use a noose

Bruise her head badly, bang her through the roof

And do her doggie 'til I get charged with animal abuse

Alive and living, I've been a hard-headed villain

Ever since I saw death in a car wreck collision

From bars, wreckless drinking, from hard sex with women

And getting tatted like a walking talking art exhibition

Listen, I just want the amazing life that Jay-Z has

With planes, Mercedes, Jags, ladies banging me to lazy jazz

But rap is tough, I have to hustle like a crazy ass

The most underrated is what you can rate me as

I'll take these jabs, you'll make me bleed, but you won't make me spazz

I'll wait then choke you, you like Conor facing Nate Diaz

My dad passed before he got to 41

That's when I knew no one's important or immortal son

We're all just crumbs and me I'm only in it for the fun

I came to spray the audience with champagne in water-guns

And when I go, I pray to God my friends pour me some

Gin on my grave like my name was Jim Morrison

The harsh realities of life

The harsh realities of life