I been around the world once had your fianc?twice
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I ain't nothin' nice but every lifestyle got a price
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Kiss my momma on the cheek cause her love was deep
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Like Keith Sweat but the deeper the streets get
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The deeper the beef get
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Enough fatal attraction to ??? your vet
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Cause everybody wanna have it ??? and sh
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Now ??? is my ??? over night insight
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I write like six hundred thousand kilobytes
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Yes I'm on one, European cars, Cuban cigars, rap stars,
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Glass ceilings to the inevitable cap dealing for sexual healing
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I lack feeling, voted for black women like Terry Macmillan
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Save a prayer for me, I was told no guts no glory
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I shed a tear once in a while, too
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But a soldier gots to do what he gots to do
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I once ??? in ??? for Rupert Murdoch, I thought you knew
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It is what it is
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Hook:
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[Jazze Pha] Nowadays, that's the way it is
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[Ras Kass] Why do we do what we do when we do what we must, that's
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how it is, and how it is is kinda fucked up
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[Jazze Pha] It's sad to say, but things just ain't the same no more
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[Ras Kass] Why do we do what we do when we do what we lust, it is
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what it is, and how it is is kinda fucked up
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[Ras Kass]
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If the pussy is free, then talk is cheap
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Then again, it's probably cheaper to keep her
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Back in the days, all a nigga needed was suede pumas and a beeper
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Now they all expecting condos, briquettes and pet cheetahs
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See ya when I see ya
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And by then I know the motors she bogus I noticed they jockin the rims on
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the ???
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I learned early to trust God when moms was like [you wear all that Nike
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shit]
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You need to swoosh your ass and get a job
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My occupation be operation, more horsepower than Daytona
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Cause I'm a rider, like Wynonna
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Being nice is a vice, the gift is naturally mine
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That's like grand verbalizing not knowin the time
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See, my partners commit crimes servin federal ???
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Confined to a six by nine regretin the wrong shit he did
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I swig, wishing we was still little kids
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But we grown men now homey, it is what it is
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Hook
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[Ras Kass]
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Hip hop ain't even fun
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In these strange days, rappers is getting done
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Like Jericho won
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Within two months, two major artists got slumped
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I whispered 'God rest the dead' and let the ??? pump pump
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Kept a ??? since about eleventh grade
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Rock the Donna Carren shades
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Cause I don't like to dream about getting paid
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But I'm afraid I do
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Trying to organize a team, willing to empty magazines
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This supreme fiends for cream
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We need g's, like Mary Magdelline and born again Christians
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Ain't a politician cause I already got your vote
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True, I want your money but I ain't a preacher no
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I don't even love the dough
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But if you don't work you don't eat, so I want all I can get before I go
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I love what money can get
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It's elementary evidently, the custom convertible Bentley tently
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It is what it is
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Hook x2
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[Jazze Pha]
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There are things that we can change
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Some things remain the same
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That's just the way it is
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Way it goes, yeah
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There are things that we can change
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But most things gon' stay the same
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It's the way it is
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You better believe it, ooh yeah
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It Is What It Is
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| Ras Kass |
