Like the mighty hands of fate Every life is a mortal thing And noone knows this plan Cosmic forces stream as a part of light Chasing every kind of life
real life pain Real life struggle, with real life strain Real life kiddies, with real life guns And real life muvas loose, real life sons Gang wars irrupting
now I'm cashin in big checks from the Rap-A-Lot Bill's gettin paid, now it's my turn to laugh a lot I live the life that a lotta niggas dream of I sit
t know if I'll walk again Now tell me what's that deuce life Fucked up myself for good cause I was wrapped up in the street life
the motherland By brutal force and by the choice of a Killa Klan Nobody knows about this trouble that this brother's seen My windows to life, are kinda