Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rhymefest
Performer
Mark Ronson
Synthesizer
The East Harlem School Choir
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Che Smith
Composer
Mark Ronson
Composer
Vernon Bullock
Composer
Harvey Fuqua
Composer
Harry Nilsson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mark Ronson
Producer
Derek Pacuk
Recording Engineer
Serban Ghenea
Mixing Engineer
John Hanes
Engineer
Tim Roberts
Assistant Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
This is your life
Yo, you got ups and you got downs, man
You got downs and you got ups
We all go through the same thing on different days, man
Don't act like you ain't like me
What, you don't put your pants on one leg at a time?
What's goin' on with you, player?
Let me tell you something, man
I might even tell you 'bout your life on this one, lookie here
[Verse 2]
There are things we all go through
It's everyday life for me and you
Don't feel bad, I know you feel that (I know you feel it, homie, come on)
Things that happen every day
Around the world or round your way, we just
Tell the story, tell the story
[Verse 3]
Where can I start? Start at the part
He at the park, playin' his part
Provin' his role, weightin' them Os
Just got fronted an eighth of that blow
Now he burnin' the pot, watchin' it rock
Back on the block with a few in his sock
New in the heavy, cops in the Chevy
Scopin' his every move already
Smooth and deadly, cool as belly
Probably get popped right in front of the deli
The ghetto Tim Allan, his tools was heavy
His crew was ready to do whatever
He got juice, but not tryin' to turn in the powder
Now he burnin' the pot, and watchin' it rock
Chop, rock, swap, recop
Chop, rock, swap, recop
Chop, stop, you popped, we cops
Swallowed that work and he ran up the block
He only thirteen, he ain't know what it mean
But he lovin' the green, the American Dream
His mama said stop and his papa was hot
Couldn't just stop 'cause he coulda got shot
They move him down south to straighten him out
And he still sellin' dope outta big mama house?
But what you gon' do when it's all up to you?
Stuck in a cell, ain't nothing to do but
(Tell the story, tell the story) Here we go now
[Verse 4]
There are things we all go through
It's everyday life, just me and you
Don't feel bad, I know you feel that
Things that happen every day
Around the world or around your way, we just
Tell the story, (Come on) tell the story
[Verse 5]
Jenny was bad, she stayed on suspension
Hung around guys, she like that attention
Give her daddy an honorable mention
He wrote her letters while he was in prison
Brother ain't home, Mama was gone
Workin' them doubles, now she all alone
Stuck at the crib with no food or a phone
What you think a young girl gon' be on?
Party at Jen's house, people would come
Sippin' that sizzurp, hittin' the blunt
Underage kids could come and get drunk
Did I hit it? Well, maybe just once
She had boyfriend, they was in love
He had a job, he was sellin' them, uh
Same shits on the streets
Now she gettin' two letters a week, singin'
"One is the loneliest number that you'll ever do"
When you're lookin' for love and Daddy ain't there to hug
"And two is the loneliest number, it's as bad as one"
When you're hurt in your soul, thinkin' nothing could fill in that hole, but
[Verse 6]
These are things we all go through
It's everyday life for me and you
Don't feel bad, I know you feel that
Things that happen every day
Around the world or around your way, we just
Tell the story, (What we do?) tell the story
[Verse 7]
This is startin' to get old
Got me feelin' like whales in a fishbowl
In the city where summers can get cold
Bring your army and Hummers gon' get stole
Everybody and they mama got bad credit
It don't matter, we ball like we athletic
On the run from the cops till we asthmatic
In the house with that belt and your ass met it
This ain't nothing but life for a ghetto youth
That I write and them spit in this little booth
If I lie, I still mix it with little truth
And like lil' dap ****, I'm livin' proof
Don't get mad 'cause I'm stuck in this glory
And y'all rappers ain't got nothing for me
But right now, I guess the (Story's over, story's over)
[Verse 8]
These are things we all go through
It's everyday life, just me and you
Don't feel bad, I know you feel that
Things that happen every day
Around the world or around your way, we just
Tell the story, tell the story (One more time)
[Verse 9]
These are things we all go through
It's everyday life, just me and you
Don't feel bad, I know you feel that
Things that happen every day
Around the world or around your way, we just
Tell the story, (Say it loud) tell the story
Written by: Che Smith, Harry Nilsson, Harvey Fuqua, Mark Ronson, Vernon Bullock