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      Life's A Bitch

      Life's A Bitch

      Nas

      Album: Illmatic

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      Aiyyo, wassup wassup let's keep it real son
      Count this money, yaknowhatI'msayin?
      Yea yea
      Aiyyo, put the Grant's over there in the safe yaknowhatI'msayin?
      Yea yea
      Cause we spendin these Jackson's
      The Washington's go to wifey, you know how that go
      I'm sayin, that's what this is all about right?
      Clothes, bankrolls, and hoes yaknowhatI'msayin?
      Yo then what man, what??
      
      Visualizin the realism of life and actuality
      Fuck 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 somethin must of got in us cause all of us turned to sinners
      Now some, restin in peace and some are sittin in San Quentin
      Others such as myself are tryin to carry on tradition
      Keepin the schwepervesence 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 leavin thievin we'll be leavin with some kind of dough
      So, and to that day we expire and turn to vapors
      Me and my capers-ll be somewhere stackin plenty papers
      Keepin it real, packin steel, gettin high
      Cause life's a bitch and then you die
      
      Life's a bitch and then you die; that's why we get high
      Cause you never know when you're gonna go
      Life's a bitch and then you die; that's why we puff lye
      Cause you never know when you're gonna go
      Life's a bitch and then you die; that's why we get high
      Cause you never know when you're gonna go
      Life's a bitch and then you die; that's why we puff lye
      
      Cause you never know when you're gonna go
      Life's a bitch and then you die
      
      I woke up early on my born day, I'm twenty years of blessing
      The essence of adolescent leaves my body now I'm fresh in
      My physical frame is celebrated cause I made it
      One quarter through life some God-ly like thing created
      Got rhymes 365 days annual plus some
      Load up the mic and bust one, cuss while I puffs 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
      Robbin foreigners take they wallets they jewels and rip they green cards
      Dipped to the projects flashin my quick cash
      And got my first piece of ass smokin blunts with hash
      Now it's all about cash in abundance, niggaz I used to run with
      Is rich or doin years in the hundreds
      I switched my motto -- instead of sayin fuck tomorrow
      That buck that bought a bottle could've struck the lotto
      Once I stood on the block, loose cracks produce stacks
      I cooked up and cut small pieces to get my loot back
      Time is Illmatic keep static like wool fabric
      Pack a four-matic that crack your whole cabbage

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