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[Styles
My life.. Monch.. Ayatollah..
Holiday Styles.. R.. Rawkus Records..
Pharoahe to 'em.. let 'em try to understand..
Let 'em try.. let 'em try now...

Pharoahe]
My is all I have
My rhymes, my pen, my pad
And I done made it through the struggle, don't me
you say now, won't budge me
'cause where I from, so often
you grew up with, layin in a coffin
But I done it through the pain in spite
It's my now, my world, my life
My life...

Is based on, blunts, loadin guns
tellin my lawyers to get the case (uh-huh)
I need the bills that the presidents got face on
so I can my residence - get a truck and a Lex
Fuck a check, I no have to wait for 'em
I made a couple ends, lost a couple
I light a blunt 'cause will the struggle end
So you can judge a nigga, but you ain't got it, you in the role
so you really can't budge a - you oughta love a nigga
For the fact that it's my world and my life but still I'm a nigga
They say you buggin nigga, fuck it, I'm a nigga
You talkin then kick it with another nigga
I got a bigger bed and I need a cover
And I ain't got friends - I got
So if they with me, then means they my brother niggaz

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Is a blunt to the head, a prayer for the
Run around hustlin, of the feds
said death is eternal sleep
but the only thing is you ain't really sure if you for the bed
So often we get merked in the head, of big money
They got big momma hurtin
My life is makin the verse - but the
the bullpens, the jail cells is it worse
Tell mom I don't go to the church - Oc' I dont' go to mas
I blow blunts, hold guns, and I'ma be right there when the march
I play the part, and my heart seem than March
But on the flipside of things, it's still warmer June
I have talks the Lord and he'll be callin me soon, what
And my life is all I have - my family, my niggaz, my flow, my grabs

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My life...
My life...
My life...
My life...