This is my motherfucking life (my life, oh yeah). This is my motherfucking life (my life, oh yeah). This is my motherfucking life. . S-l-a u-g-h t-e-r-h-o-u-s-e.
Verse 1 *Joell Ortiz*. No I Dont Respond Wit Answers That Fit A Script. So The Repitition Will Make A Nigga Flip. We In The Game Of Smokin Mirrors. Those Engineering A Bigger Spliff.
[Joe Budden] Frequency!. . [Joell Ortiz]. YAOWA! What's up my nigga?. You say your name is John?. Joell Ortiz. Yeah yeah I know, I'm familiar with the interview shit.
"The-the-the mic, the-the-the microphone" [repeat in background]. . Yeah, yeah. Too many Indians and no chiefs. I pull out the pistol when I pull no piece.
"Money in the bank yeahhhh". "Rocked and rolled but then you rolled and rocked". "Money in the bank yeahhhh". "Rocked and rolled but then you rolled and rocked".
Ooh. Yeah, girl. . Said a small boy once asked, When will I grow up. When will I see what grownups do see. In his fight to come of age, he would have to know the age.
Ooh. Yeah, girl. . Said a small boy once asked, When will I grow up. When will I see what grownups do see. In his fight to come of age, he would have to know the age.
Ooh. Yeah, girl. . Said a small boy once asked, When will I grow up. When will I see what grownups do see. In his fight to come of age, he would have to know the age.
Ooh. Yeah, girl. . Said a small boy once asked, When will I grow up. When will I see what grownups do see. In his fight to come of age, he would have to know the age.
Stevens selling Marijuana. Uptown to the primadonnas. Medicate the counterculture. 9/11 baby boom. . Paulies waiting to retire. Smoking like a forest fire.
Maybe it's because I love you too much. Maybe that is why you love me so little. Maybe when I answered, yes. Maybe I became a bore. Maybe if I loved you less.
Manhattan, Manhattan, Manhattan, Manhattan. Manhattan madness. You've got me at last. I'm like a fly upon a steeple. Watching seven million people. Do a rhythm.
Marie, Marie, Marie. . Marie, the dawn is breaking. Marie, (ooh, Marie) you'll soon be waking. To find you heart is aching. And tears, (and tears) will fall, (will fall) as you recall.
I run a shop upon the hill. I give out orders at my will. People do as they're told. Till the day that they're old. Apart from the work, life's a toss.
In the bar and you're telling lies. 'Bout your fights and you fantasize. Think you're hard but your not at all. Always run when it's back to the wall.
In the city jungle. We play with our destiny. Someone wants to be rich. Someone strives to be free. In the neon light of fire. Temptations look so sweet.
[x4:]. Louie v bag b dats were the cash be jeans stay saggin million doallar mouthpiece. . If you ain't kno yea hoe but you can call me lil low sing this song real low.
Must be some mistake. 'Cause I'm not worth the price you paid. With every passing hour. I convince myself that you saw something in me. . But I can hear them still.
Once again I find myself asking the same old question. Why in the world have I been so stupid. Only to be let down. Only to be let down again. I thought I could make it on my own.