It Ain’t Life

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It Ain’t Life

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[Verse 1: A.L. (All Lyrics)] He's out For Benjamins like David Letterman, money's his medicine Criminal veterans hitting more heads than Excedrin Them cops is dead again, seducing women like a pendulum Corporate gentlemen rushing banks like adrenaline I came to drop it, precious objects for my optics The most hypnotic, erotic, exotic with the logic Now dig the topic. I knew this kid from the projects They call him "Rocket"—who used to sell all the chronic And it's ironic: both of his parents were Islamic. Instead of Books of phonics, he was hooked on the tonic No one can stop it. Going out for all the profit Filling his pocket. When it starts, it's so demonic Became psychotic, was known to make his Glock spit, selling Narcotics, dealing more keys than a locksmith Now who could block it? When it starts, it's so cosmic The dust that he smoke got him higher than a cockpit His life was toxic, he kept it hotter than the tropics Bodies? He chopped it. Eyes? He'd saw out of sockets Killing imposters, the top player on the roster It ain't life when you're living like a mobster [Hook: A.L. (All Lyrics)] It ain't life when you're living like a mobster Cars, jewels, ladies, eating lobster Life's trife when you're living on a livewire Brothers do crime, I stick to my rhymes, yo It ain't life when you're living like a mobster Cars, jewels, ladies, eating lobster Life's trife when you're living on a livewire Brothers do crime, I stick to my rhymes [Verse 2: A.L. (All Lyrics)] Now some Years have passed, and little Rocket got launched, got a Two-car garage at a lodge with a starved credit card Gold charts, back massage at the mirage Entourage won't barge, rocking linen plus the camouflage I saw them lay low before they sabotaged Boulevards are hard, there's more bullets to dodge Espionage got caught hooking your picture to a collage (Can't trust your own brothers) Can't even trust your own stars. Now the Plots thicken when cops start flipping, locks Picking, clocks ticking, blocks breaking little rocks slipping Glocks spitting, facing chase, D's in hot pursuit From this prostitute, the cops recouped to even knock his loot Her brain's insane, she even gave 'em popsicle Aim a Glock to shoot, fire shots, made it Absolut. Perverse Society, I guess you have to shoot. Gangster's life is what they Attribute. You're crashing through, crumbling like a parachute What was he thinking? Thought he was pimping, started sinking Empire shrinking, too much drinking left him dead and stinking Many imposters play their role like Kevin Costner It ain't life when you're living like a mobster [Hook: A.L. (All Lyrics)] Yo It ain't life when you're living like a mobster Cars, jewels, ladies, eating lobster Life's trife when you're living on a livewire Brothers do crime, I stick to my rhymes, yo It ain't life when you're living like a mobster Cars, jewels, ladies, eating lobster Life's trife when you're living on a livewire Brothers do crime, I stick to my rhymes [Verse 3: A.L. (All Lyrics)] Ayyo Mobster, I got a question: in your profession Do you drop lessons (Nah) to my adolescence? I Guess not. You're out to get props, to wet cops, to dress hot To open sess spots on fresh blocks with dreadlocks They're living trife, but, to me, that ain't life. I'd rather Cyph' without a knife, raising kids with a wife. But who am I to judge? Living dirty like slugs. Think twice Take advice, don't hold a grudge, we can't budge. In our Community, we need immunity, damage impunity I think some unity could also bring some opportunity The world dissolving, brothers is small, but any robbing Turn into goblins. Arrest the president, now he's the problem I see the government, they're loving it, bringing us sufferment Got these kids cutting the coke in with the Bufferin I kept the covenant, never to ever eat the lobster It ain't life when you're living like a mobster

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