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Lil Rob

It's My Life

 

It's My Life

(album: Neighborhood Music - 2004)


[Chorus:]
[David Wade:]
Never mind
What we do
Stick to you
Let me live
It's my life
[Lil' Rob:]
It's my life
It's my life
[David Wade:] It's what I go through everyday
[Lil' Rob:] I'm just an average man, trying to do the best I can
[David Wade:]
Never mind
What we do
Stick to you
Let me live
It's my life
[Lil' Rob:]
It's my life
It's my life
[David Wade:] It's what I go through everyday

[Lil' Rob:]
Now, let me tell you the type of things we go through, you know

[Verse 1:]
I rap about what's real and what I go through, on the daily
It's crazy
Like my neighborhood back in the 80's
I've seen shit
I lived it
I know it, so I give it
I can't stop, and I won't stop until I finish
In the 90's, you can find
Or Hernandez with the homeboys
Looking out for the chota
Living la vida loca
Within my pockets, someone always had a fusca
You know how it is, you rolling through, you keep trucha
Bullets flying, I ain't lying, I got hit by one
Jefita cried, I almost died, and it was just for fun
We're never doing what we oughta be
Rest in peace
To my homeboy, Pee Wee, by a cop
In a robery
And honestly
That part of our lifestyle isn't suitable
Don't act like you don't know how it feels to go to a funeral (Silencio)
That's how we're living lo
And then we wonder why they look at us like we're some fucking criminals
You know, que no?

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
I never left the pad without
Shaving my head
Getting cleaned up, creased up, taking a joint to the head
Never been to juve hall
Never been to the pen
But to my homeboys, I'm someone you can depend on
I used to use crylon to write on
Fences and walls
Big block
Our own English standard, standing ten feet tall
United we stand, divided we fall
Tighter than some 1218's
Two size is small
Smile now, cry later
Fuck it, why cry at all
And if we ever got busted, homeboy
Denied all
We didn't do shit, they can't prove shit, even if they could
We never pull rag
Or you're not welcomed back to the hood
You're known as no good
That's how it was
That's how it is
Fucked up predicament get your ass killed for shit
You don't believe me?
I don't care if you do
Or if you don't
I'm just saying what the fuck I been through
And it's no joke

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]
I get the
Smallest wires, wrap 'em with the smallest tires
Blaze more trees than the San Diego wild fires
I get higher to inspire rhymes
Say some shit
To inquire minds
And make sure
They admire mine
Make 'em wonder what the fuck goes on
In this mind of mine
I'm a cool dude that could blow up, for the final time
It's all the same, ain't nothing changed, it's still the style of mine
Neighborhood Music, talking about how we do shit
We cruise it
We sometimes lose it and act foolish
But who doesn't
Cause a raucous
Fuck it, that's what they're stuck with
Products of the barrio
Got nowhere to go
But we gotta go
They ask me where I'm going, shit, I don't know
Around the town
See who's around
See who's down
To get a 12-pack in pound
I'm looking for the answer
At the bottom of a bottle
It's just my luck, I gots no luck, no California lotto

[Chorus]

[Lil' Rob:]
I'm just an average man

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