Z-Ro - Life Story Lyrics
[Z-Ro:]Nobody seems to understand that my brain ain't stableThey got me out on the ledgeFeel like I'm fallin' off the edge it ain't no fableIt's reality, feel like I'm on the offensive, they tryin' to tackle meThat's why I keep poppin' fistsSo rather relative or stranger, better keep your distanceI can't determine friend or foe so you in dangerChemical imbalances of the weed & cocaineBut it really don't matter to society, a nigga that got no face & no nameDeservin' more, but I'm a mob until I ain't got nothin' leftAnd the only thing that's promised to me is more problems & death'Cause there's some niggas lookin' for me & they might be nearAnd if they kill me don't shed a tear, remember I'm not happy hereEven still, got to keep my eyes on the prizeAlthough my vision is blurry I'm losin' life in a hurryEven my girlfriend don't understand, don't wanted to witness the wickedSo please find yourself another man, haters feel me![Chorus: Z-Ro] [x2]This is my life.Survivin' in the struggle, livin' so shife.[Verse 2:]My opposition & proposition is schemin' for cashAnd if you *****es is scandalous, I get in that assSo let's reliviate the pressureDon't try to run or guaranteed these slugs'll catch you.Oh yeah, I keeps a problem solversA pistol grip, a automatic & revolverCheck it & I'm a handle up babyIt's in my nature it's a must it ain't a maybe, peep gameThe feds takin' pictures & tappin' my phonesBut if I catch you *****es snitchin' best believe me it's onI analyze of this realize & open fire on *****esAnd if I catch you bastards slippin' I'm leavin' bodies in ditches. Huh?I bet that ass can pass itYour life span it ain't long, you in a casket, check itNiggas rushin' your ass, mob deep with ski masksBustin' shots on the road tryin' to make your car crash, this is my life.[Chorus: Z-Ro] [x2]This is my life.Survivin' in the struggle, livin' so shife.[Z-Ro:]These boys be tellin' me they got love, givin' me false-i-fied tappin'But I know they wouldn't give a ***** about me if there wasn't no money in rappin'See I know they want to get rich off of me understandEven if I was to die I still can talk they still put a mic in my handFor tryin' to copy my style of life, pretendin' like they from my blockWhile I survive on willin' to live while they depend on mom & popBefore you make your move, check yourself & givin' me for the millionsFor the love of the struggle & just can't take it 'cause you not realYou want to be dead, there's gone be a dentist to seeWhen a nigga be screamin' & hollerin' "I'm your godfather"But I guess it's just the menace in me, plusThe only nigga that's skippin' me from clickin' is Herman FisherRelocated the killers & ghats & drinkin' & if & burnin' swishersWhy they want to play with my life, they got families, nigga I don't!The only thing between me & them hoes is I'm a keep thuggin' they timid ass won't!Will they mind they own god damn business & keep they self out of mine!Because of a thin line, between handlin' business!And boo yeah coward a 9 baby![Chorus: Z-Ro]This is my life.Survivin' in the struggle, livin' so shife.This is my life.Survivin' in the struggle, livin' so shife.This is my life.Survivin' in the struggle, livin' so shife.This is my life.Survivin' in the struggle, livin' so...
