Key: Gb major•
Verse 1
F#
F#
G#m
F#
Geah,
whassup?
F#
This to all my street
F#
niggaz, project niggaz
G#m
Real nig gaz worldwide
F#
Let's reflect,
F#
e'rybody got a story
F#
G#m
We all ghetto B, here's mine
Geah
Verse 2
F#
See, I was born in sewage,
G#m
F#
born to make bomb mu sic
G#m
F#
Flow tight like I was born Jew ish
F#
Used the streets as a conduit,
F#
I kep t arms
G#m
38 longs inside my mom's Buick
F#
At any given moment Shawn could
G#m
lose it, be on the news
Iron cuffs, arms through it,
F#
or stuffed with embalm in' fluid
F#
Shit, I'm goin' through it,
F#
mom dukes too
Tears streamin' down her pretty face,
G#m
she got her palms to it
F#
My life is gettin' too wild I need to bring some sort
Verse 3
kinda calm to it
'Bout to lose it, voices screamin',
F#
"Don't do it!"
F#
It's like '93, '94, 'bout the year
That Big and Mag dropped,
G#m
and "Illmatic" rocked
G#
F#
Out ta every rag drop,
G#m
F#
and the West had it locked
F#
Every body doin 'em, I'm still
scratchin' on the block
Like, "Damn' I'ma be
a failure"
Verse 4
F#
Surrounded by thugs, drugs,
G#m
and drug, paraphenalia
G#m
Cops courts,
and their thoughts is to derail us
Three time felons in shorts
F#
with jeal ous thoughts
Tryin' figure where your mail is,
F#
guess timate the weight you sellin'
G#m
So, they can send shots straight to your melon,
wait!
F#
It get s worse, baby momma water burst
Baby came out stillborn,
still I gotta move on
F#
Though my heart still torn,
life gone from her womb
Don't worry, if it was meant to be,
G#m
it'll be soon
Verse 5
F#
This can't be life, this can't be love
This can't be right, there's gotta be more,
G#m
this can't be us
This can't be life,
F#
F#
this can 't be love
F#
This can 't be right, there's gotta be more,
this can't be us
G#m
Chill dog Second
Verse 6
G#m
F#
oldest born,
G#m
F#
from Michelle Brown, my mother
F#
Hell bound, grew with two
sisters and one brother
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Pop wasn't around, so many stories,
F#
that's another
I'm thinkin', "Damn,
G#m
how my older sister gon' make me tougher "
G#m
F#
When steel sharpens steel, I'ma keep it real
D
F#
I'm tired of tryin' to hide my pain
behind the syrups and pill s
Dead to the world,
Gm
F#
stretched out like a corpse for real
Verse 7
G#m
Y'all niggaz thinkin' what y'all readin'
in The Source is real
F#
What my life like,
you lookin' at the source, it's real
F#
What your life like? Mine dog,
of course it's real
F#
Passin' judgment,
F#
you niggaz second- guessin' Beans
'Cause you don't eat swine
G#m
don't make you Amin
F#
Dog you know a couple suras,
out the Qur'an
I guess you all on your din
and I ain't on mine
Stop that Akki, 'fore I send
shots though your body
F#
Make 'em feel hell on earth
G#m
before Allah drop thee
Verse 8
G#m
I feel the line's drawn here,
F#
nuttin' more can stop me
'Til them feds pick me up,
or them boys pop me
There's only three things that make Mac
F#
not act like Beans
G#m
Amatullah Tisha, Po
Aldin, Samir Amin
My seeds, dawg,
F#
gotta teach 'em that before I leave, dawg
F#
Shit, I know that I'ma see
'em when I leave, dawg
F#
I come back in the afterlife
F#
G#m
Like fuck it, I done touched hell twice,
what's the meanin'?
Verse 9
F#
This can't be life,
F#
this can't be love
This can't be right, there's gotta be more,
G#m
this can't be us
F#
This can't be life (life), this
can't be love (yeah)
This can't be right,
G#m
there's gotta be more (uh), this can't be us
Verse 10
F#
Now as I walk into the studio
to do this with Jig'
I got a phone call from one of my nig s
Said my homeboy Reek,
F#
he just lost one of his kid s
And when I heard that, I just
G#m
broke into tears
F#
And see in the second hand; you
don't really know how this is
But when it hits that close to home,
you feel the pain at the crib
F#
So I called mine,
F#
an d saddened my wife with the bad news
Now we both depressed,
G#m
countin' our bless ings 'cause Brad's two
Verse 11
G#m
F#
Prayin' for young souls to laugh
at life through the stars
F#
Lovin' your kids just like
you was ours
And I'm hurtin' for you dog,
F#
F#
but ain't nobody pain is like yours
I just know that heaven'll open
G#m
these doors
F#
And ain't no bright side to los in' life,
G#m
F#
but you can view it like this
God's got open hands, homie,
he in the midst of good company
F#
Who loves all and hates not one
Verse 12
And one day you gon' be
G#m
wit' your son
I could've rapped about my hard
F#
times on this song
But heaven knows I woulda been wrong
I wouldn'ta been right,
it wouldn'ta been love
F#
It wouldn'ta been life,
G#m
it wouldn'ta been us
Verse 13
This can't be life
F#
G#m
F#
This can't be life, this can't be love
This can't be right, there's gotta be more,
G#m
this can't be us
F#
F#
This can't be life, this can't be love
F#
This can't be right,
G#m
there's gotta be more, this can't be us
This can't be life
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