Jay-Z - This Can't Be Life Lyrics
[jay-z]Geah.. whassup?Wheres all my street niggaz, project niggazReal niggaz, worldwideLets reflect.. erybody got a storyWe all ghetto b - heres mineGeahSee I was -- born in sewage, born to make bomb musicFlow tight like I was born jewishUsed the streets as a conduit - I kept arms38 longs inside my moms buickAt any given moment shawn could lose it, be on the newsIron cuffs - arms through it; or stuffed with embalmin fluidShit, Im goin through it - mom dukes tooTears streamin down her pretty face, she got her palms to itMy life is gettin too wildI need to bring some sort kinda calm to itBout to lose it; voices screamin dont do it!Its like 93, 94, bout the yearThat big and mag dropped; and illmatic rockedOutta every rag drop, and the west had it lockedEverybody doin em, Im still scratchin on the blockLike damn; ima be a failureSurrounded by thugs, drugs, and drug - paraphenaliaCops courts, and their thoughts is to derail usThree time felons in shorts with jealous thoughtsTryin figure where your mail is, guesstimate the weight you sellinSo they can send shots straight to your melon; wait!It gets worse, baby momma water burstBaby came out stillborn, still I gotta move onThough my heart still torn, life gone from her wombDont worry, if it was meant to be, itll be -- soon[chorus: jay-z]This cant be life, this cant be loveThis cant be right, theres gotta be more, this cant be usThis cant be life, this cant be loveThis cant be right, theres gotta be more, this cant be us[beanie sigel]Chill dogSecond oldest born, from michelle brown my motherHell bound, grew with two sisters and one brotherPop wasnt around, so many stories thats anotherIm thinkin damn; how my older sister gon make me tougherWhen steel sharpens steel, ima keep it realIm tired of tryin to hide my pain behind the syrups and pillsDead to the world, stretched out like a corpse for realYall niggaz thinkin what yall readin in the source is realWhat my life like, you lookin at the source, its realWhat your life like? mine dog, of course its realPassin judgment, you niggaz second-guessin beansCause you dont eat swine dont make you aminDog you know a couple suras, out the quranI guess you all on your din and I aint on mineStop that akki, fore I send shots though your bodyMake em feel feel hell on earth before allah drop theeI feel the lines drawn here, nuttin more can stop meTill them feds pick me up, or them boys pop meTheres only three things that make mac not act like beansAmatullah tisha, po aldin, samir aminMy seeds dog, gotta teach em that before I leave dogShit I know that ima see em when I leave dogI come back in the afterlifeLike ***** it I done touched hell twice; whats the meanin?[chorus][scarface]Yeah.. uhh..Now as I walk into the studio, to do this with jigI got a phone call from one of my nigsSaid my homeboy reek, he just lost one of his kidsAnd when I heard that I just broke into tearsAnd see in the second hand; you dont really know how this isBut when it hits that close to home you feel the pain at the cribSo I called mine, and saddened my wife with the bad newsNow we both depressed, countin our blessings cause brads twoPrayin for young souls to laugh atlife through the starsLovin your kids just like you was oursAnd Im hurtin for you dog; but aint nobody pain is like yoursI just know that heavenll open these doorsAnd aint no bright side to losin lifel; but you can view it like thisGods got open hands homey, he in the midst.. of good companyWho loves all and hates not oneAnd one day you gon be wit your sonI couldve rapped about my hard times on this songBut heaven knows I woulda been wrongI wouldnta been right, it wouldnta been loveIt wouldnta been life, it wouldnta been usThis cant be life[chorus][jay-z]This cant be life..
