Life Ain't Easy Lyrics - Only God Can Judge Me - Master P

*police siren* 

[Master P as cop] 

Driver, slowly step out of the vehicle 

Passenger, keep your hands up high 

You don't have a right to remain silent 

Anything I write in this report 

is gonna be fuckin used against you, hahaha 

Where dey at - where dey at, where dey at? 

[Porshe - repeat over other vocals] 

Life ain't easy (life ain't easy) 

I know they comin for me (comin for me) 

[C-Murder] 

This ghetto got me strapped 

I keep my hand on my nine, I can't depend on the one time 

This ghetto got me strapped 

I keep my hand on my nine, I can't depend on the one time 

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Is you scared or is you real? Cause yo' face is kinda pale 

I know these streets is kinda hard but me, I'm bout my fuckin mail 

They say that evil lurks in the dark, and the trigger gots no heart 

I've been doin this shit from the start 

and yeah my bite is worse than my bark 

Nigga please, I'm a motherfuckin dog ass nigga 

Steady reppin on them hoes and I'm steppin on them niggaz 

Bitch I thought that you was hard, til I caught you in yo' garage 

and I hit you with that?, now you tryin to press some charges 

like a bitch - talkin bout, "It's all good - I ain't trippin" 

Shook my hand - but man, I can't wait to catch you slippin 

in the STREETS, cause I'm crazy gang related, and it's FUCKED UP 

Them bitches tryin to ban me cause my music get y'all bucked up 

Fuck! 

[Porshe - repeat over other vocals] 

Life ain't easy (life ain't easy) 

I know they comin for me (comin for me) 

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[C-Murder] 

This ghetto got me strapped 

I keep my hand on my nine, I can't depend on the one time 

This ghetto got me strapped 

I keep my hand on my nine, I can't depend on the one time 

[Master P] 

Did you fear me when you see me? Look in the mirror you wanted to be me 

Put on your Converse and your green cause you thought that you had seen me 

Now you afraid of the real? For that you better guard your grill 

I'm the Candyman I'm Master P and you might get spilled 

For the lights and I'ma shine like Joe the Jeweler 

See I'm a big bout it Benz and you a sixty-nine Cougar 

Ahahahaha 

*tires peel out* 

*police siren chases*