[Intro] Que sera sera Whatever will be, will be The future's not ours to see Que sera sera What will be, will be
[Verse 1] Yeah, and they ask what my life like, barbed wires, bars and chains 24 hours everyday, it's all guards and gangs Hard to change from demon to angel when you spent the majority of your life learning to scheme and finagle and it's glorified A change is occuring before your eyes, no more lies You're witnessing a rebirth, seeing a warrior rise, war cries Wounds heal but the scars remain 'til I'm back to ash, dust to dust and my charred remains Is put in a urn and gave to momma, I tried to brave the drama But I been apologized for the way I behaved but momma I'm sick It's past cancer, misanthrope, I can't fight it This little light of mine, I been trying but I can't light it Slip into gang violence, living in strange silence, deaf and muted You gave me life, only death computed Blame violence, it's plain science, you give it you get it And where I'm from you can't pretend to forget it, you gotta live it This is life, nonfiction, nothing but truth It's easy to talk about what you would do if it was you Cause you on the outside looking in with a bird's eye view But on the inside looking out, the avenues are few
[Chorus] So what my life like? What my life like? What my life like? What my life like? Nah, what your life like, nigga? What your life like? What your life like, nigga? What your life like?
[Verse 2] What my life like? Nothing but pain and suffering The ghetto's a circus, we in Hell and flames is smothering And the devil cursed us 'til the earth busts, feeling insane and worthless On the inside although we may look tame on the surface level Immersed us in a ocean of hate Most men scream and lose their mind waiting, hoping for fate To intervene, they choose to grind and keep steaks on their plates instead of starve The D.A. tryna put together their case, another charge Be in court facing life, pleading guilty to many years Being filthy, sacrificed your freedom in many tiers Who could judge it? You meant to be righteous but stayed thuggish A cell is the only room for my brother in the state budget The public is sending me under the gun and I "Can't Truss It" like Public Enemy number one It's Terminator X-Raided in the eyes of the system at 17 Nightmares instead of dreams, tryna survive in prison
[Chorus] So what my life like? What my life like? What my life like? What my life like? Nah, what your life like, nigga? What your life like? What your life like, nigga? What your life like?
[Verse 3] What my life like? I'm tryna grow It's like a gray cloud following me wherever I go I'm tryna rise, trying to expand my mind but the truth is no one taught me what I needed to know I learned on my own through trial and error As a child, the terror I experienced too much to bare I was wild and careless, needed a pile of therapists, by then I had already seen too much to care So if you wonder why my words and diction is full of murder convictions, love for thugs and absurd predictions It's based on the fact that I learned from witnessing crazy acts committed by parents who made absurd decisions If you see a contradiction, you just viewing the struggle Occasionally might stumble but I refuse to tumble Life is a jungle, I'm a lion trying, roaming to roar Since a child, all I known was war Don't get it twisted, I'm never switching positions, I'm sticking to what I'm known for If you didn't feel it, what you slip into my zone for? I lust your criticism, herein lies the life of every nigga with venom in him, I'm with him, I'm spitting these life sentences Nonfiction, nothing but truth It's easy to talk about what you would do if it was you Cause you on the outside looking in with a bird's eye view But on the inside looking out, the avenues are few
[Chorus] So what my life like? What my life like? What my life like? What my life like? Nah, what your life like, nigga? What your life like? What your life like, nigga? What your life like? What my life like? What my life like? What my life like? Nah, what your life like, nigga? What your life like? What your life like, nigga? What your life like?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
