Joell Ortiz - L.I.F.E. lyrics
[Joell Ortiz - L.I.F.E. lyrics]
Let me paint a picture
For these suburb niggas this the hood
Dope fiends, syringes on the cracked concrete
Lie next to a dirty dipper
Life on the streets is real (real)
Fiends forming crack packs at night
And sell they daughter's brand new
Bike to fill a pipe
It's sad, we've got it bad
Weed bags and dutchess'
Relax and puff it escape reality
Until your high come down, you look around
And see the same thing you seen
Before you gave duke a pound
And copped your little chronic
It's off the hook in the projects
Parents hooked on drugs
These kids hooked on phonics
How little man gonna concentrate on ABC's
When he gotta go down the
Hall to watch they TV
(cause you done sold his)
L - You live it
Don't like it but learn to love it
I - It ain't fair, but who cares
You gotta thug it
F - For sheezee my attitizee is fuck it
E - Either you roll or
Get rolled on it's nothing
I was probably 9 or 10 when
I picked up my pen down in Short's crib
Listenin' to Kris Kross then
That's when my verses had a
Million curses and 10 gats fast cars
And I ain't know where the gas peddle was at
(you know) 10 years old, peddling crack
At least to me I was
See hood youngin's wanna be like thugs
Straight A students got laughed at
And called a herb
By people in they class that wished
They could be called a nerd
But they ain't take time to sound
Out all of they words
So they covered it up with jokes
And cut to smoke herbs
And fill cups with alcohol
Over school nights parents needed a Tylenol
Teachers ain't know they child at all
At home they weren't wild at all
But when they got to school
Bad influences and peer pressure
Was pilling on
Quote unquote cool crowds was where
They wanted to fit in
A lot of them wish they didn't
Now they all got addictions
Winter time, out in the cold
Sniffling on a mission
To find something that which is cool
When they was school skippin'
If they could turn back hands they
Would have took school different
But ain't no time machines
Now they stuck in the mind of fiends
Feeling sorry for they selves
Life is mean and
Shorty they was feeling now proudly
Sports a diamond ring
That the nerd gave to her - Wishing they
Was the one that was engaged to her
Now who's the cool crowd?
For these suburb niggas this the hood
Dope fiends, syringes on the cracked concrete
Lie next to a dirty dipper
Life on the streets is real (real)
Fiends forming crack packs at night
And sell they daughter's brand new
Bike to fill a pipe
It's sad, we've got it bad
Weed bags and dutchess'
Relax and puff it escape reality
Until your high come down, you look around
And see the same thing you seen
Before you gave duke a pound
And copped your little chronic
It's off the hook in the projects
Parents hooked on drugs
These kids hooked on phonics
How little man gonna concentrate on ABC's
When he gotta go down the
Hall to watch they TV
(cause you done sold his)
L - You live it
Don't like it but learn to love it
I - It ain't fair, but who cares
You gotta thug it
F - For sheezee my attitizee is fuck it
E - Either you roll or
Get rolled on it's nothing
I was probably 9 or 10 when
I picked up my pen down in Short's crib
Listenin' to Kris Kross then
That's when my verses had a
Million curses and 10 gats fast cars
And I ain't know where the gas peddle was at
(you know) 10 years old, peddling crack
At least to me I was
See hood youngin's wanna be like thugs
Straight A students got laughed at
And called a herb
By people in they class that wished
They could be called a nerd
But they ain't take time to sound
Out all of they words
So they covered it up with jokes
And cut to smoke herbs
And fill cups with alcohol
Over school nights parents needed a Tylenol
Teachers ain't know they child at all
At home they weren't wild at all
But when they got to school
Bad influences and peer pressure
Was pilling on
Quote unquote cool crowds was where
They wanted to fit in
A lot of them wish they didn't
Now they all got addictions
Winter time, out in the cold
Sniffling on a mission
To find something that which is cool
When they was school skippin'
If they could turn back hands they
Would have took school different
But ain't no time machines
Now they stuck in the mind of fiends
Feeling sorry for they selves
Life is mean and
Shorty they was feeling now proudly
Sports a diamond ring
That the nerd gave to her - Wishing they
Was the one that was engaged to her
Now who's the cool crowd?