Mista Mister, Beyoncé, JAY-Z, 2 Chainz, Kid Cudi - Life Is Worse lyrics
Tauheed Epps
Kid Cudi [Scott Ramon Seguro Mescudi] Cleveland, Ohio. U.S. 🇺🇸
[Mista Mister, Beyoncé, JAY-Z, 2 Chainz, Kid Cudi - Life Is Worse lyrics]
Life is worse than death
Is it okay for my death?
Somethings don't just press
Is it okay to undress?
Life is worse than death
Is it okay for my death?
Somethings don’t just press
Is it okay to undress?
(Mista Mister, holy shit)
2012, a year to be forgotten
And just like any other girl baby
I'll love you the same
While I'm crawling like a crab and
Yelling balling is a habit baby
Mariel just had a baby
Someone else decapitated
It’s a pocketful of nickels like
Cool Hand Luke decapitating
And they say i got that raw
Yeah i got that Slim Shady
I don't need no-one to
Build my self-еsteem up
Seventeen Carollton mess with mе I bury one
I'm out here on my son won't
Stop 'til I get me some
No Joke can't stop til' she get enough
If Pit's on da job then
There's no need to worry
Jesus loves me yes Jesus loves me
People say I changed it’s not
Me it’s the money
Man why I gotta eat mom? I'm not even hungry
What the fuck am I sayin’?
I should stop complainin'
Life is worse than death
Is it okay for my death?
Somethings don't just press
Is it okay to undress?
Life is worse than death
Is it okay for my death?
Somethings don't just press
Is it okay to undress?
Ooh, ooh ooh
Run it down, run it down, run it down
Run it over
Run it down, run it down, run it down
Run it over (Oh)
Run it down, run it down, run it down
Run it over
Run it down, run it down, run it down
Run it over (Oh)
I thought I was crazy, but I was just lazy
Am I fuckin’ dizzy? I guess I'm thirsty
What is happening? I guess it's my feelings
I can't believe that this is happening
And now I take you for
A walk through the ghetto
Half a mill' in the trunk and
I ain't moved no llello
Born in the ghetto that's why I can't let go
I'm into that I love women exposed
No Rick James mayne I was
Looking for a super freak
Super Drizzy Gudda Chuckee Twist
That's the super clique
Ready to quit 'til she met the super pimp
She got that wet-wet now that's a superleak
Lyrics for the out click
Click like shotti's spray
Big money for the grill so
I'm never cheap talking yea
The rest sellin tapes screwed tryna
Eat off his fame
He's wears a mask so when he dawns his face
The Kevlar isn't a problem I'll
Just shoot his knees
So get used to it I was through with it, chop
Life is worse than death
Is it okay for my death?
Somethings don't just press
Is it okay to undress?
Life is worse than death
Is it okay for my death?
Somethings don't just press
Is it okay to undress?
While I'm bumpin that Trilla while I
Feel ya in the villa villa
I don't know if it's the name
Or the bape gum bottoms
So half of the staff up there
Is fresh outta jail from boston
She's on my Johnson she brings
My name up constant
I'm sitting on the counter blowing
Purp out my nose
Sometimes I really feel as if
I'm burning out my soul
Yeah I got em okie dokie yeah
I'm raw you know my flow
Roll in the Benz with me
You could watch some TV
Ever since Xzibit could spit been
On some pimp shit shit and if you missed it
Hey you just missed it
I ain't afraid to get my
Hands dirty you heard me?
'Cause they ain't doin what they
Did to Martin Luther King
I would like to get to know
Ya can you gimme ya name
You would write back see I'm just
Like you in a way
And I can't stand to run out cause
If you do I get illy
And if you see me getting
Fat I'm probably getting rich
You can't do me none kid you gets nothin
This rhyme is edited credited through ebonics
Only difference between you and me
You are gay
You won't be seein' me around your way
And when these bustas try to
Knock you out your place
So if you find that and try
To blow my spot up 2 Chainz
Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, yeah yeah
Is it okay for my death?
Somethings don't just press
Is it okay to undress?
Life is worse than death
Is it okay for my death?
Somethings don’t just press
Is it okay to undress?
(Mista Mister, holy shit)
2012, a year to be forgotten
And just like any other girl baby
I'll love you the same
While I'm crawling like a crab and
Yelling balling is a habit baby
Mariel just had a baby
Someone else decapitated
It’s a pocketful of nickels like
Cool Hand Luke decapitating
And they say i got that raw
Yeah i got that Slim Shady
I don't need no-one to
Build my self-еsteem up
Seventeen Carollton mess with mе I bury one
I'm out here on my son won't
Stop 'til I get me some
No Joke can't stop til' she get enough
If Pit's on da job then
There's no need to worry
Jesus loves me yes Jesus loves me
People say I changed it’s not
Me it’s the money
Man why I gotta eat mom? I'm not even hungry
What the fuck am I sayin’?
I should stop complainin'
Life is worse than death
Is it okay for my death?
Somethings don't just press
Is it okay to undress?
Life is worse than death
Is it okay for my death?
Somethings don't just press
Is it okay to undress?
Ooh, ooh ooh
Run it down, run it down, run it down
Run it over
Run it down, run it down, run it down
Run it over (Oh)
Run it down, run it down, run it down
Run it over
Run it down, run it down, run it down
Run it over (Oh)
I thought I was crazy, but I was just lazy
Am I fuckin’ dizzy? I guess I'm thirsty
What is happening? I guess it's my feelings
I can't believe that this is happening
And now I take you for
A walk through the ghetto
Half a mill' in the trunk and
I ain't moved no llello
Born in the ghetto that's why I can't let go
I'm into that I love women exposed
No Rick James mayne I was
Looking for a super freak
Super Drizzy Gudda Chuckee Twist
That's the super clique
Ready to quit 'til she met the super pimp
She got that wet-wet now that's a superleak
Lyrics for the out click
Click like shotti's spray
Big money for the grill so
I'm never cheap talking yea
The rest sellin tapes screwed tryna
Eat off his fame
He's wears a mask so when he dawns his face
The Kevlar isn't a problem I'll
Just shoot his knees
So get used to it I was through with it, chop
Life is worse than death
Is it okay for my death?
Somethings don't just press
Is it okay to undress?
Life is worse than death
Is it okay for my death?
Somethings don't just press
Is it okay to undress?
While I'm bumpin that Trilla while I
Feel ya in the villa villa
I don't know if it's the name
Or the bape gum bottoms
So half of the staff up there
Is fresh outta jail from boston
She's on my Johnson she brings
My name up constant
I'm sitting on the counter blowing
Purp out my nose
Sometimes I really feel as if
I'm burning out my soul
Yeah I got em okie dokie yeah
I'm raw you know my flow
Roll in the Benz with me
You could watch some TV
Ever since Xzibit could spit been
On some pimp shit shit and if you missed it
Hey you just missed it
I ain't afraid to get my
Hands dirty you heard me?
'Cause they ain't doin what they
Did to Martin Luther King
I would like to get to know
Ya can you gimme ya name
You would write back see I'm just
Like you in a way
And I can't stand to run out cause
If you do I get illy
And if you see me getting
Fat I'm probably getting rich
You can't do me none kid you gets nothin
This rhyme is edited credited through ebonics
Only difference between you and me
You are gay
You won't be seein' me around your way
And when these bustas try to
Knock you out your place
So if you find that and try
To blow my spot up 2 Chainz
Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, yeah yeah