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[Jay-Z]<br>Geah.. whassup?<br>Where´s all my street niggaz, project niggaz<br>Real niggaz, worldwide<br>Let´s reflect.. e´rybody got a story<br>We all ghetto B - here´s mine<br>Geah<br><br>See I was -- born in sewage, born to make bomb music<br>Flow tight like I was born Jewish<br>Used the streets as a conduit - I kept arms<br>38 longs inside my mom´s Buick<br>At any given moment Shawn could lose it, be on the news<br>Iron cuffs - arms through it; or stuffed with embalmin fluid<br>Shit, I´m goin through it - mom dukes too<br>Tears streamin down her pretty face, she got her palms to it<br>My life is gettin too wild<br>I need to bring some sort kinda calm to it<br>Bout to lose it; voices screamin "Don´t do it!"<br>It´s like ´93, ´94, bout the year<br>that Big and Mag dropped; and "Illmatic" rocked<br>outta every rag drop, and the West had it locked<br>Everybody doin ´em, I´m still scratchin on the block<br>like "Damn; I´ma be a failure"<br>Surrounded by thugs, drugs, and drug - paraphenalia<br>Cops courts, and their thoughts is to derail us<br>Three time felons in shorts with jealous thoughts<br>Tryin figure where your mail is, guesstimate the weight you sellin<br>So they can send shots straight to your melon; wait!<br>It gets worse, baby momma water burst<br>Baby came out stillborn, still I gotta move on<br>Though my heart still torn, life gone from her womb<br>Don´t worry, if it was meant to be, it´ll be -- soon<br><br>[Chorus: Jay-Z]<br>This can´t be life, this can´t be love<br>This can´t be right, there´s gotta be more, this can´t be us<br>This can´t be life, this can´t be love<br>This can´t be right, there´s gotta be more, this can´t be us<br><br>[Beanie Sigel]<br>Chill dog<br>Second oldest born, from Michelle Brown my mother<br>Hell bound, grew with two sisters and one brother<br>Pop wasn´t around, so many stories that´s another<br>I´m thinkin damn; how my older sister gon´ make me tougher<br>When steel sharpens steel, I´ma keep it real<br>I´m tired of tryin to hide my pain behind the syrups and pills<br>Dead to the world, stretched out like a corpse for real<br>Y´all niggaz thinkin what y´all readin in The Source is real<br>What my life like, you lookin at the source, it´s real<br>What your life like? Mine dog, of course it´s real<br>Passin judgment, you niggaz second-guessin Beans<br>Cause you don´t eat swine don´t make you Amin<br>Dog you know a couple suras, out the Qur´an<br>I guess you all on your din and I ain´t on mine<br>Stop that Akki, ´fore I send shots though your body<br>Make ´em feel feel hell on earth before Allah drop thee<br>I feel the line´s drawn here, nuttin more can stop me<br>Till them feds pick me up, or them boys pop me<br>There´s only three things that make Mac not act like Beans<br>Amatullah Tisha, Po Aldin, Samir Amin<br>My seeds dog, gotta teach ´em that before I leave dog<br>Shit I know that I´ma see ´em when I leave dog<br>I come back in the afterlife<br>Like fuck it I done touched hell twice; what´s the meanin?<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Scarface]<br>Yeah.. uhh..<br>Now as I walk into the studio, to do this with Jig´<br>I got a phone call from one of my nigs<br>Said my homeboy Reek, he just lost one of his kids<br>And when I heard that I just broke into tears<br>And see in the second hand; you don´t really know how this is<br>But when it hits that close to home you feel the pain at the crib<br>So I called mine, and saddened my wife with the bad news<br>Now we both depressed, countin our blessings cause Brad´s two<br>Prayin for young souls to laugh atlife through the stars<br>Lovin your kids just like you was ours<br>And I´m hurtin for you dog; but ain´t nobody pain is like yours<br>I just know that heaven´ll open these doors<br>And ain´t no bright side to losin lifel; but you can view it like this<br>God´s got open hands homey, he in the midst.. of good company<br>Who loves all and hates not one<br>And one day you gon´ be wit your son<br>I could´ve rapped about my hard times on this song<br>But heaven knows I woulda been wrong<br>I wouldn´ta been right, it wouldn´ta been love<br>It wouldn´ta been life, it wouldn´ta been us<br>This can´t be life<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Jay-Z]<br>This can´t be life..<br>
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[Jay-Z]<br>Geah.. whassup?<br>Where´s all my street niggaz, project niggaz<br>Real niggaz, worldwide<br>Let´s reflect.. e´rybody got a story<br>We all ghetto B - here´s mine<br>Geah<br><br>See I was -- born in sewage, born to make bomb music<br>Flow tight like I was born Jewish<br>Used the streets as a conduit - I kept arms<br>38 longs inside my mom´s Buick<br>At any given moment Shawn could lose it, be on the news<br>Iron cuffs - arms through it; or stuffed with embalmin fluid<br>Shit, I´m goin through it - mom dukes too<br>Tears streamin down her pretty face, she got her palms to it<br>My life is gettin too wild<br>I need to bring some sort kinda calm to it<br>Bout to lose it; voices screamin "Don´t do it!"<br>It´s like ´93, ´94, bout the year<br>that Big and Mag dropped; and "Illmatic" rocked<br>outta every rag drop, and the West had it locked<br>Everybody doin ´em, I´m still scratchin on the block<br>like "Damn; I´ma be a failure"<br>Surrounded by thugs, drugs, and drug - paraphenalia<br>Cops courts, and their thoughts is to derail us<br>Three time felons in shorts with jealous thoughts<br>Tryin figure where your mail is, guesstimate the weight you sellin<br>So they can send shots straight to your melon; wait!<br>It gets worse, baby momma water burst<br>Baby came out stillborn, still I gotta move on<br>Though my heart still torn, life gone from her womb<br>Don´t worry, if it was meant to be, it´ll be -- soon<br><br>[Chorus: Jay-Z]<br>This can´t be life, this can´t be love<br>This can´t be right, there´s gotta be more, this can´t be us<br>This can´t be life, this can´t be love<br>This can´t be right, there´s gotta be more, this can´t be us<br><br>[Beanie Sigel]<br>Chill dog<br>Second oldest born, from Michelle Brown my mother<br>Hell bound, grew with two sisters and one brother<br>Pop wasn´t around, so many stories that´s another<br>I´m thinkin damn; how my older sister gon´ make me tougher<br>When steel sharpens steel, I´ma keep it real<br>I´m tired of tryin to hide my pain behind the syrups and pills<br>Dead to the world, stretched out like a corpse for real<br>Y´all niggaz thinkin what y´all readin in The Source is real<br>What my life like, you lookin at the source, it´s real<br>What your life like? Mine dog, of course it´s real<br>Passin judgment, you niggaz second-guessin Beans<br>Cause you don´t eat swine don´t make you Amin<br>Dog you know a couple suras, out the Qur´an<br>I guess you all on your din and I ain´t on mine<br>Stop that Akki, ´fore I send shots though your body<br>Make ´em feel feel hell on earth before Allah drop thee<br>I feel the line´s drawn here, nuttin more can stop me<br>Till them feds pick me up, or them boys pop me<br>There´s only three things that make Mac not act like Beans<br>Amatullah Tisha, Po Aldin, Samir Amin<br>My seeds dog, gotta teach ´em that before I leave dog<br>Shit I know that I´ma see ´em when I leave dog<br>I come back in the afterlife<br>Like fuck it I done touched hell twice; what´s the meanin?<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Scarface]<br>Yeah.. uhh..<br>Now as I walk into the studio, to do this with Jig´<br>I got a phone call from one of my nigs<br>Said my homeboy Reek, he just lost one of his kids<br>And when I heard that I just broke into tears<br>And see in the second hand; you don´t really know how this is<br>But when it hits that close to home you feel the pain at the crib<br>So I called mine, and saddened my wife with the bad news<br>Now we both depressed, countin our blessings cause Brad´s two<br>Prayin for young souls to laugh atlife through the stars<br>Lovin your kids just like you was ours<br>And I´m hurtin for you dog; but ain´t nobody pain is like yours<br>I just know that heaven´ll open these doors<br>And ain´t no bright side to losin lifel; but you can view it like this<br>God´s got open hands homey, he in the midst.. of good company<br>Who loves all and hates not one<br>And one day you gon´ be wit your son<br>I could´ve rapped about my hard times on this song<br>But heaven knows I woulda been wrong<br>I wouldn´ta been right, it wouldn´ta been love<br>It wouldn´ta been life, it wouldn´ta been us<br>This can´t be life<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Jay-Z]<br>This can´t be life..<br>
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