Welcome To Real Life

Lyrics

[Intro: Young Noble & King Malachi] Ey ooooh Malachi... Take these niggas to church my nigga Arsonal... Ooh Hussein Fatal, Tony Atlanta Krayzie Bone, Young Noble Outlaw Ey Welcome to real life my niggas [Chorus: King Malachi, King Malachi & Krayzie Bone] I don't know where you been This ain't a fairytale, welcome to real life Only the strong survive, you gon' have to earn yo' stripes Just the way that it is This ain't a fairytale, welcome to real life Where some good die young, and some wicked keep their life Welcome to real life Welcomе to real life Welcomе to real life [Verse 1: Arsonal] I'm from a real ghetto where poverty is a known issue The good die young, first rule is keep yo' chrome wit' you Hate when you the king, they wanna utilize the throne wit' you I sense trouble, I can feel it in my bone tissue My real life has been a struggle I got real stripes Ahead of my time, feel like I've been over that hill twice The Devil is a liar contemplating how to steal lives How can a nigga being left dead, make you feel right I don't know what this is, it ain't a fairytale It's hell on earth, the reality of a scary world Pay attention to what I'm spittin' hope you hear me well And if you fall victim to struggle means you clearly fell We live to die so a spot I must solidify Him or I I'm wavin' twin Glocks call 'em gemini (haha) Welcome to the life I live They can't paint the picture like I did (Nah) [Chorus: King Malachi, King Malachi & Krayzie Bone] I don't know where you been This ain't a fairytale, welcome to real life Only the strong survive, you gon' have to earn yo' stripes Just the way that it is This ain't a fairytale, welcome to real life Where some good die young, and some wicked keep their life Welcome to real life [Verse 2: Hussein Fatal, King Malachi & Krayzie Bone] Put money in they pocket let 'em hustle give they ass heart They shot the money back down the ave from the hasch mark Welcome to real life I counted it and fold it in the corner like a futon They came from all around for that brown like a coupon Welcome to real life Bling, cream, O.G. mean Strapped on his porch ready to die with his tooth gone I've put in' so much work on these fucks All over Jerz I'm Dizza, so you killas, you can murder these nuts It's money out here, and you just lookin' at it I get your neighborhood hot, that's a cookin' habit (Heh) I'm hardly ever in the state My cellphone bouncin' off the towers on the interstate I prove is outside the booth and when it come to eatin' out this bitch It's way more than just music No problems when I'm up in the town, cause when I got it they got it Collectin' bread is way more than just movin' Had stripes before this and niggas can vouch, but will they? I live the real life of Russel Crowe in the Gladiator A general crossed by traitors, with fake power To thugs mansion with a radiator [Chorus: Malachi, Malachi & Krayzie Bone, Fatal] I don't know where you been (Where the fuck you been?) This ain't a fairytale, welcome to real life Only the strong survive, you gon' have to earn yo' stripes Just the way that it is This ain't a fairytale, welcome to real life Where some good die young, and some wicked keep their life Welcome to real life [Verse 3: Tony Atlanta, King Malachi & Krayzie Bone] Welcome, welcome, welcome Welcome to real life Welcome, welcome, welcome Welcome to real life They say that life a bitch, depend on how you treat her Beat her color purple, kinda like Sofia It's all smoke and mirrors I hustle through the fog Then she call me Steve, I'm stayin' on my jobs Shit goin' south, I-95 Yesterday a birthday, today a homicide Did god make a mistake, when he made me? Jesus on the cross, and I hope that he can save me Damn, now I'm runnin' with the black disciples Index on my Tec, my hand is on the rifle They tryna burn me to Jerusalem But where I'm from Lucifer is introducin' 'em (Damn) To cockaroaches, and rats and now I'm used to them I bring the hope to the hopeless, and tell the truth to them I be coachin' the coaches and never dupin' them They say my nose is like lotus so I be movin' 'em [Chorus: King Malachi, King Malachi & Krayzie Bone] I don't know where you been This ain't a fairytale, welcome to real life Only the strong survive, you gon' have to earn yo' stripes Just the way that it is This ain't a fairytale, welcome to real life Where some good die young, and some wicked keep their life Welcome to real life [Bridge: Krayzie Bone & King Malachi] These niggas they think they just get in the game Then maybe they lives will change, then reality hit 'em insane (Welcome to real life) 'Cause some of my niggas acquired the fame only to perish in the flames Barely breathin' some even dead (Welcome to real life) [Verse 4: Krayzie Bone] Don't let the bright lights blur ya vision and blind ya He had a bright life, but his mission was mindless Seem like the whole world shady, it's makin' me crazy I'm up all night just gettin' faded, this drama relate Thought Obama could change it, now they frownin' they faces They don't understand from tribulation, no human can save us They say is he truly godly, is he Illuminati They say god is a scandal, I say that's propaganda Open your mind and focus your eyes Now how many times I gotta say it before they recognize the signs The strong and wise survives while others lose they lives Because they choose not to move with god, yo' choice But can you stand it, when it's yo' time to be reprimanded Or will you act like you ain't understand then? When it's no mo' evil paradise', when you finally meet your maker what you gon' do when he say [Chorus: King Malachi, King Malachi & Krayzie Bone] I don't know where you been This ain't a fairytale, welcome to real life Only the strong survive, you gon' have to earn yo' stripes Just the way that it is This ain't a fairytale, welcome to real life Where some good die young, and some wicked keep their life Welcome to real life Welcome to real life Welcome to real life [Verse 5: Young Noble] Welcome to real life, where my days is my nights And everything I write is like the pain come to life Tellin' the whole world shit I wanna forget All the days I kept goin' when I wanted to quit I named my album Son of God, they said it's blasphemous I was born a Outlaw, I ain't ask for this God wouldn't put nothin' on my shoulders that I can't handle Tryna turn a rap song to a black Lambo Hurricane Sandy cut the lights now they usin' candles My cousin scared, said the fiends peepin' through the window Tryna find light, like the rest of us Survival is your first instinct when God testin ya Remember never let the game get the best of ya They want your soul, you can keep whatever's left of ya Measure a man how he stand through the roughest of times Young but I'm old, seen it all, everybody dies When the thugs cry [Chorus: King Malachi, King Malachi & Krayzie Bone] I don't know where you been This ain't a fairytale, welcome to real life Only the strong survive, you gon' have to earn yo' stripes Just the way that it is This ain't a fairytale, welcome to real life Where some good die young, and some wicked keep their life Welcome to real life [Bridge: Krayzie Bone & King Malachi] These niggas they think they just get in the game Then maybe they lives will change, then reality hit 'em insane (Welcome to real life) 'Cause some of my niggas acquired the fame only to perish in the flames Barely breathin' some even dead (Welcome to real life)