Tony Yayo & Danny Brown - My Life's The Shit | Текст песни

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[Talking: Tony Yayo]
I'm a stay away from the media for a minute man
Stupid nigga fucking up my high man
Low ass kids with a blunt backstage
I'm bout this 15 thousand
Yea

[Chorus: Tony Yayo]
Tears coming out my eyes
No fear when it's time to ride
Eve ate from the tree of knowledge
Good and evil the devil decieve you
Rose nights sour diesel on the diesel
Money up early in the morning
Ball perry on don perrigon
Fish eggs and fillet minjon
My life's the shit, my shoes are grip
Global gun kush blowing with ya bitch
My life's the shit, my shoes are grip
Global gun kush blowing with ya bitch
My life's the shit

[Danny Brown:]
The play chart turn a wheel purse
Where the money well worth you smeeling like seys purch
Indictments come around we bet on who gon tell 1st
Bags like the bail boy now you in the field hurt
Hot like solariums thermals and 2 shirts
Heart of an ogre with the mind of a soldier
At everyday at 4 on the sofa like oprah
But no talk show dog I got that soda
Yea, the haze same color as mocha
Test and get stretched like the clotes madoka
I use to be o.t on rented corollas
Now we roll a o up while sippin mamossas
Swisher burning got my brain on acrobats
Smoking all day dog like I got cataracs
On the corner negotiating like I'm eric bak
I make a movie dog I don't need miramax

[Chorus]

[Tony Yayo:]
You more scary than a witches snout
And more leary than a snitches mouth
Bitches know what I'm about
Gatorade full of lean outta electrolights
Bitch sippin with me sunshine harlem nights
Yea, I slip her ass out her reggie johnsons
Now she moving powder johnson and johnson
Rats giving tips off
Cause my hands like lebrons at tip off
Uh, I make a mill off this cooking apron
Bad bitch move it her and cocaine as debating
8th a key, her pretty pussy dilating
Work fire, skin tone saniya lekem
In papadeuxs eating frog legs and alligator
I hop out the scraper, to style on a hater
I'm in the trap nigggga, until the sun tilt
Cause my baby need pampers and his bottles filled

[Chorus]

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