Life's a Bitch (feat. AZ) [Arsenal Mix]

Visualizing the realism of life in actuality

F*** who's the baddest, a person's status depends on salary

And my mentality is money-orientated

I'm destined to live the dream for all my peeps who never made it

'Cause yeah, we were beginners in the hood as five percenters

But something must have got in us. 'cause all of us turned to sinners

Now some resting in peace and some are sitting in San Quentin

Others, such as myself, are trying to carry on tradition

Keeping this repping blessing street ghetto essence inside us

'Cause it provides us with the proper insight to guide us

Even though we know somehow we all gotta go

But as long as we leaving thieving

We'll be leaving with some kind of dough

So until that day we expire and turn to vapors

Me and my capers will be somewhere stacking plenty papers

Keeping it real, packing ****, getting ****

'Cause life's a **** and then you die

Life's a **** and then you die

That's why we get ****

'Cause you never know when you're gonna go

Life's a **** and then you die

That's why we ****

'Cause you never know when you're gonna go

Life's a **** and then you die

That's why we get ****

'Cause you never know when you're gonna go

Life's a **** and then you die

That's why we ****

I woke up early on my born day, I'm twenty, it's a blessing

The essence of adolescence leaves my body, now I'm fresh

And my physical frame is celebrated 'cause I made it

One quarter through life, some godly like thing created

Got rhymes three-sixty-five days annual, plus some

Load up the mic and bust one, cuss while I puff from

My skull, 'cause it's pain in my brain vein, money maintain

Don't go against the grain, simple and plain

When I was young at this I used to do my thing hard

Robbing foreigners, take they wallets, they jewels

And rip they green cards

Dipped to the projects, flashing my quick cash

And got my first piece of ****, smoking **** with ****

Now I think about cash in abundance

**** I used to run with is rich or doing years in the hundreds

I switched my motto, instead of saying **** tomorrow

That buck that bought a bottle could've struck the lotto

Once I stood on the blocks, loose cracks produce stacks

I cooked up and cut small pieces to get my loot back

Times is Illmatic, keeps static like wool fabric

I pack a four-matic, crack your whole cabbage

Life's a **** and then you die

That's why we get ****

'Cause you never know when you're gonna go

Life's a **** and then you die

That's why we ****

'Cause you never know when you're gonna go

Life's a **** and then you die

That's why we get ****

'Cause you never know when you're gonna go

Life's a **** and then you die

That's why we ****

'Cause you never know when you're gonna go