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alryt.. diz iz how it iz... i been meanin to make a song.. buh i dunno it dun sound rite.. diz iz ma 1st draft n i noe itz naw dat gud.. so dun go crazy.. i juss wanna noe wat i cood do wid it...
Intro: dey say lyfz wat u make it…. I guezz I cant build… haha…
(verse 1)
Yeye…
Life iz hard I cant put it inta wordz//
Eitha u chyll wid de thugz or u chyll wid de nerdz//
Datz de way it iz, n datz de way itz been//
Cant change dat fact, no matter how mean//
U can try ta fyt bak, buh u cant fight a machine//
Cant rok red or blu so u try to rok green//
rok de wrong colour meet de bottom of a nike//
N if datz hard nuff how bouh a timb//
Kick u from ur head to toez naw missin a limb//
Got de same shurt as sum1, I guezz ur bitin him//
Now u in beef u dunno wat to do//
U wished it waz all over, u wished it waz thru//
No mor actin up, tried to avoid “the crew”//
No matter how much u try, itz lyk itz following u//
Buh u noe de worst tng dat a niggu cood do//
Iz giv up n let dat shit take over u//
Hook:
I try//
I cant survive//
No matter how much I deny, ma lyfz always been a ly//
(2 time)
Verse 2
U see, it waznt always lyk diz//
I used to b de perfect, always gave ma rentz a kiss//
Buh den ma attitude changed, n ma rentz got pissed//
tried to reason wid de, buh in return I got a fist//
F**k that, I dun need take shit//
I waz born a hustle, n imma stay tru to it//
Worked out everyday tryin ta stay fit//
Not knowin de reason y.. buh I knew Id be needin it//
Bun de knivez, I always b reppin//
F**k de gunz, I made ma body a weapon//
Always in de club…. Always 2 steppin//
Choppin de gurlz… n no need fo protection//
Juss meet a gurl, pop an erection///
Act ly u love hur, show hur affection//
Use hur lyk a toy, de point in de other direction//
Easy as that, or so it seemed//
Til a b**tch came bak… wid hur whole team//
Had to apologize n get on ma kneez//
Now I got 2 problemz… a bitch, n a fag who wont let meh b//
(Chorus)
Intro: dey say lyfz wat u make it…. I guezz I cant build… haha…
(verse 1)
Yeye…
Life iz hard I cant put it inta wordz//
Eitha u chyll wid de thugz or u chyll wid de nerdz//
Datz de way it iz, n datz de way itz been//
Cant change dat fact, no matter how mean//
U can try ta fyt bak, buh u cant fight a machine//
Cant rok red or blu so u try to rok green//
rok de wrong colour meet de bottom of a nike//
N if datz hard nuff how bouh a timb//
Kick u from ur head to toez naw missin a limb//
Got de same shurt as sum1, I guezz ur bitin him//
Now u in beef u dunno wat to do//
U wished it waz all over, u wished it waz thru//
No mor actin up, tried to avoid “the crew”//
No matter how much u try, itz lyk itz following u//
Buh u noe de worst tng dat a niggu cood do//
Iz giv up n let dat shit take over u//
Hook:
I try//
I cant survive//
No matter how much I deny, ma lyfz always been a ly//
(2 time)
Verse 2
U see, it waznt always lyk diz//
I used to b de perfect, always gave ma rentz a kiss//
Buh den ma attitude changed, n ma rentz got pissed//
tried to reason wid de, buh in return I got a fist//
F**k that, I dun need take shit//
I waz born a hustle, n imma stay tru to it//
Worked out everyday tryin ta stay fit//
Not knowin de reason y.. buh I knew Id be needin it//
Bun de knivez, I always b reppin//
F**k de gunz, I made ma body a weapon//
Always in de club…. Always 2 steppin//
Choppin de gurlz… n no need fo protection//
Juss meet a gurl, pop an erection///
Act ly u love hur, show hur affection//
Use hur lyk a toy, de point in de other direction//
Easy as that, or so it seemed//
Til a b**tch came bak… wid hur whole team//
Had to apologize n get on ma kneez//
Now I got 2 problemz… a bitch, n a fag who wont let meh b//
(Chorus)
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