Текст песни Styles f Pharoahe Monch - A Gangster and a Gentleman
Styles f Pharoahe Monch - A Gangster and a Gentleman слова песни
[Styles talking]My life.. Pharoahe Monch.. Ayatollah..Holiday Styles.. Double R.. Rawkus Records..Pharoahe talk to `em.. let `em try to understand..Let `em try.. let `em try now...[Chorus: Pharoahe]My life is all I haveMy rhymes, my pen, my padAnd I done made it through the struggle, don`t judge meWhat you say now, won`t budge meCuz where I come from, so oftenPeople you grew up with, layin in a coffinBut I done made it through the pain in spiteIt`s my time now, my world, my lifeMy life...[Styles]Is based on, lightin blunts, loadin gunstellin my lawyers to get the case gone (uh-huh)I need the bills that the presidents got they face onso I can switch my residence - get a truck and a LexFuck a check, I no longer have to wait for `emI made a couple ends, lost a couple friendsI light a blunt cuz never will the struggle endSo you can judge a nigga, but you ain`t got it, you ain`t in the roleso you really can`t budge a nigga - you oughta love a niggaFor the fact that it`s my world and my life but still I`m a rugged niggaThey say you buggin nigga, fuck it, I`m a thuggin niggaYou talkin bullshit then kick it with another niggaI got a bigger bed and I need a cover niggaAnd I ain`t got friends - I got enemiesSo if they with me, then that means they my brother niggaz[Chorus: Pharoahe][Styles]Is a blunt to the head, a prayer for the deadRun around hustlin, scared of the fedsThey said death is eternal sleepbut the only thing is you ain`t really sure if you prepared for the bedSo often we get merked in the head, instead of big moneyThey got big momma hurtin insteadMy life is makin the verse - but the handcuffsthe bullpens, the jail cells is makin it worseTell mom I don`t go to the church - tell Oc` I dont` go to masI blow blunts, hold guns, and I`ma be right there when the soldiers`ll marchI play the part, and my heart seem colder than MarchBut on the flipside of things, it`s still warmer than JuneI have talks with the Lord and he`ll be callin me soon, whatAnd my life is all I have - my family, my niggaz, my flow, my grabs what[Chorus: Pharoahe] - 2XMy life...My life...My life...My life...