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Lyfe Jennings

My Life

 

My Life

(album: Lyfe 268-192 - 2004)


See I done been discriminated against
Talked about by my friends
Played a fool by women
And had a daddy with no feelings
I lived in ghettos with my momma
Used the stove to heat our water
And had to share clothes with my brothers
Three of us one bed one cover oh

And those were the happiest days of my life
If it ain't rough it ain't right
Street lights are coming on
Better get home, better get home
Those were the happiest days of my life
If it ain't rough it ain't right
While we're reminiscing Christopher Reeves
You're still Superman to me

See I done been mistreated and discouraged
Felt like I was worthless
Lonely scared and nervous
In a world without no purpose
Cried out to God I didn't deserve this
But he said in time I would
See it's the bad times that make the good times feel so good

And those were the happiest days of my life
If it ain't rough it ain't right
Street lights are coming on
Better get home, better get home
Those were the happiest days of my life
If it ain't rough it ain't right
While we're reminiscing Christopher Reeves
You're still Superman to me

Yo I done changed dirty diapers
Cooked food with lighters
Shot so much game chicks nicknamed me sniper
Famous ghostwriter
Bank account retired
Too many zeros
Poppy still illegal
Chain look like nickels mixed with icicles
Stretching from the neck area to the genitals
I got a parrot on my shoulder that talk for me
And he don't say shit but nigga back off of me
Yea I'm a hood nigga
But I'm still a good nigga
Bought a couple kids new bikes, just 'cause I could nigga
And I ain't one who be looking for thanks
I just ball 'cause I like the Yanks

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