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Текст песни Memphis Bleek - In My Life

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In my life (echoes two times)In my life (echoes two times)(Chorus)In my lifeThere`s been heartache and painIn my lifeThere`s been heartache and painThere`s been heartache and painIn my lifeThere`s been heartache and painI`m still that regular, cetera cat, from the streetThuggin it, lovin my life as Memph BleekBut I`m stuck with, huggin that block, sellin that DGrew up with, nothin but killas and O.G.`sI`m the product of the ghetto `til they bag me upWith a bail stash in case they snatch me upI`m a soldier in this war and I resemble my popsI ain`t nothin like him, that`s where this criminal stopI provide for the fam, divide them gramsCook it, make flips, survival plansBein successful, I had every intentBut I went to the high school a playin the benchWe live off wit, just like our switch-up stripsI was raised by the gun so I switch up clipsGettin my hustle on, tryna switch up kicksI won`t change bein thug, I won`t switch up shitIt`s my life nigga(Chorus)I`ve put work in, for me to reach this levelTo let the world know that I speak for the ghettoI`ve been through the struggle, downfall and the hurtPuttin the close one, deep in the dirtI lost one a my road dogs in nine-eightI still see him everytime I look in his mom`s faceBut don`t cry (ma`), we gon` see the lightI know he up in Heaven and he gon` lead us rightI live by the street so I`m a die by the streetAs long as I`m alive his daughter`ll never needWe used to be this closeBut now it feel we this far apart, me and that nigga can`t talkWe can`t bag and kick it, bag some bitchesOnly time I see `em, is when I glance at picturesBut I gotta face the fact, my nigga is goneBut I`m a ride to the death, and still I mournIn my life nigga(Chorus)In my life (echoes two times)In my life (echoes two times)Sometimes I just grab the car keys and rideWith no music, I`m just ridin the vibeI done came a long way, from usin the plateTouchin the eight, who would`ve thought I`d make it todayIt was just yesterday, moms waitin on the stampsThe spot got shot up, and Dre still locked upIt`s me against the world with no brother, just a revolverAnd I ain`t thinkin about seein tomorrowI got sixty-two grams and a six-shot eightWith plans to hit the block and get shit straightBut my dog just got shot, spot just got rushedI lost all my weight when the crack pot bustI was left with zip, zero, nothinThat`s when I realized that my life ain`t `bout nothinThe world wouldn`t understand Bleek in the streetSo I took it to the booth and gave y`all the speech(Chorus) 2x

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