The Life-Pharoahe Monch

[ti:The Life] [ar:Styles] [al:A Gangster And A Gentleman] [offset:0] [00:02.97]My life.. Pharoahe Monch.. Ayatollah.. [00:08.54]Holiday Styles.. Double R.. Rawkus Records.. [00:15.46]Pharoahe talk to 'em.. let 'em try to understand.. [00:19.58]Let 'em try.. let 'em try now... [00:23.26]My life is all I have [00:25.89]My rhymes, my pen, my pad [00:28.32]And I done made it through the struggle, don't judge me [00:31.00]What you say now, won't budge me [00:33.94]Cause where I come from, so often [00:36.43]People you grew up with, layin in a coffin [00:39.48]But I done made it through the pain in spite [00:42.10]It's my time now, my world, my life [00:44.47]My life... [00:45.91]Is based on, lightin blunts, loadin guns [00:48.61]Tellin my lawyers to get the case gone （uh-huh） [00:51.53]I need the bills that the presidents got they face on [00:53.65]So I can switch my residence - get a truck and a Lex [00:56.77]F**k a check, I no longer have to wait for 'em [00:59.39]I made a couple ends, lost a couple friends [01:01.32]I light a blunt 'cause never will the struggle end [01:04.70]So you can judge a ni**a, but you ain't got it, you ain't in the role [01:08.50]So you really can't budge a ni**a - you oughta love a ni**a [01:11.69]For the fact that it's my world and my life but still I'm a rugged ni**a [01:15.74]They say you buggin ni**a, f**k it, I'm a thuggin ni**a [01:18.61]You talkin b******t then kick it with another ni**a [01:20.68]I got a bigger bed and I need a cover ni**a [01:23.98]And I ain't got friends - I got enemies [01:26.63]So if they with me, then that means they my brother niggaz [01:29.31]My life is all I have [01:32.61]My rhymes, my pen, my pad [01:35.17]And I done made it through the struggle, don't judge me [01:38.35]What you say now, won't budge me [01:40.54]Cause where I come from, so often [01:43.03]People you grew up with, layin in a coffin [01:46.21]But I done made it through the pain in spite [01:48.90]It's my time now, my world, my life [01:51.51]My life... [01:52.52]Is a blunt to the head, a prayer for the dead [01:54.83]Run around hustlin, scared of the feds [01:56.89]They said death is eternal sleep [01:58.56]But the only thing is you ain't really sure if you prepared for the bed [02:02.69]So often we get merked in the head, instead of big money [02:05.49]They got big momma hurtin instead [02:07.56]My life is makin the verse - but the handcuffs [02:11.74]The bullpens, the jail cells is makin it worse [02:13.80]Tell mom I don't go to the church - tell Haq I don't' go to Mosque [02:17.79]I blow blunts, hold guns, and I'ma be right there when the soldiers'll march [02:21.66]I play the part, and my heart seem colder than March [02:24.53]But on the flipside of things, it's still warmer than June [02:27.52]I have talks with the Lord and he'll be callin me soon, what [02:30.80]And my life is all I have - my family, my niggaz, my flow, my grabs what [02:36.54]My life is all I have [02:39.10]My rhymes, my pen, my pad [02:41.66]And I done made it through the struggle, don't judge me [02:44.90]What you say now, won't budge me [02:47.65]Cause where I come from, so often [02:50.02]People you grew up with, layin in a coffin [02:53.26]But I done made it through the pain in spite [02:55.88]It's my time now, my world, my life [02:58.50]My life... [03:01.69]My life...