| Song | The Life |
| Artist | Styles P |
| Artist | Pharoahe Monch |
| Album | Bangin' Beatz Vol. 4 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.000][Intro: Styles P] | |
| [00:04.030] | My life |
| [00:05.712] | Pharoahe Monch, Ayatollah |
| [00:09.221] | Howie McDuffie, Holiday Styles |
| [00:12.916] | Double R, Rawkus Records |
| [00:16.059] | Pharoahe, talk to 'em |
| [00:17.980] | Let 'em try to understand |
| [00:20.061] | Let 'em try, let 'em try now |
| [00:21.795] | |
| [00:23.116][Chorus: Pharoahe Monch] | |
| [00:24.146] | My life is all I have |
| [00:26.554] | My rhymes, my pen, my pad |
| [00:29.198] | And I done made it through the struggle, don't judge me |
| [00:31.900] | What you say now–won't budge me |
| [00:35.113] | 'Cause where I come from, so often |
| [00:37.811] | People you grew up with are layin' in a coffin |
| [00:40.496] | But I done made it through the pain and strife |
| [00:42.958] | It's my time now, my world, my life – my life! |
| [00:46.324] | |
| [00:46.707][Verse 1: Styles P] | |
| [00:47.439] | Is based on lightin' blunts, loadin' guns |
| [00:49.628] | Tellin' my lawyers to get the case gone |
| [00:51.862] | I need the bills that the Presidents got they face on |
| [00:54.228] | So I could switch my residence |
| [00:55.640] | Get a truck and a Lex |
| [00:57.537] | **** a check, I no longer have to wait for 'em |
| [01:00.112] | I made a couple ends, lost a couple friends |
| [01:02.795] | I light a blunt, 'cause never will the struggle end |
| [01:05.463] | So you could judge a nigga, but you ain't got it |
| [01:08.274] | You ain't in the role, so you really can't budge a nigga |
| [01:11.325] | You oughta love a nigga |
| [01:12.799] | For the fact that it's my world and my life, but still I'm a rugged nigga |
| [01:16.573] | They say, "You buggin', nigga" – **** it, I'm a thuggin' nigga |
| [01:19.638] | You talkin' bullshit? Then kick it with another nigga |
| [01:22.420] | I got a bigger bed and I need a cover, nigga |
| [01:25.266] | And I ain't got friends, I got enemies |
| [01:27.780] | So if they with me, then that means they my brother, nigga |
| [01:30.430] | |
| [01:30.894][Chorus: Pharoahe Monch] | |
| [01:31.342] | My life is all I have |
| [01:33.663] | My rhymes, my pen, my pad |
| [01:36.112] | And I done made it through the struggle, don't judge me |
| [01:39.069] | What you say now–won't budge me |
| [01:41.764] | 'Cause where I come from, so often |
| [01:44.680] | People you grew up with are layin' in a coffin |
| [01:47.496] | But I done made it through the pain and strife |
| [01:49.831] | It's my time now, my world, my life – my life! |
| [01:53.080] | |
| [01:53.440][Verse 2: Styles P] | |
| [01:53.759] | Is a blunt to the head, a prayer for the dead |
| [01:55.669] | Run around hustlin', scared of the Feds |
| [01:58.263] | They said, "Death is eternal sleep" |
| [02:00.035] | But the only thing is, you ain't really sure if you prepared for the bed |
| [02:03.446] | So often we get murked in the head |
| [02:05.712] | Instead of big money, they got big mama hurtin' instead |
| [02:08.919] | My life is makin' the verse |
| [02:11.113] | But the handcuffs, the bullpens, the jail cells is makin' it worse |
| [02:14.828] | Tell Mommy I don't go to the church |
| [02:16.835] | Tell ahk I don't go to mosque |
| [02:19.046] | I blow blunts, hold guns, and I'ma be right there when the soldiers'll march |
| [02:23.063] | I play my part, and my heart seem colder than March |
| [02:25.914] | But on the flipside of things, it's still warmer than June |
| [02:28.662] | I have talks with the Lord, and he'll be callin' me soon, what? |
| [02:32.080] | And my life is all I have |
| [02:34.330] | My family, my niggas, my flow, my grabs, what? |
| [02:37.387] | |
| [02:37.655][Chorus: Pharoahe Monch] | |
| [02:38.105] | My life is all I have |
| [02:40.433] | My rhymes, my pen, my pad |
| [02:43.079] | And I done made it through the struggle, don't judge me |
| [02:46.013] | What you say now–won't budge me |
| [02:48.813] | 'Cause where I come from, so often |
| [02:51.616] | People you grew up with are layin' in a coffin |
| [02:54.379] | But I done made it through the pain and strife |
| [02:57.097] | It's my time now, my world, my life – my life! |
| [03:00.501] | |
| [03:04.350][Outro: Pharoahe Monch] | |
| [03:05.159] | My life |
| [00:00.000][Intro: Styles P] | |
| [00:04.030] | My life |
| [00:05.712] | Pharoahe Monch, Ayatollah |
| [00:09.221] | Howie McDuffie, Holiday Styles |
| [00:12.916] | Double R, Rawkus Records |
| [00:16.059] | Pharoahe, talk to ' em |
| [00:17.980] | Let ' em try to understand |
| [00:20.061] | Let ' em try, let ' em try now |
| [00:21.795] | |
| [00:23.116][Chorus: Pharoahe Monch] | |
| [00:24.146] | My life is all I have |
| [00:26.554] | My rhymes, my pen, my pad |
| [00:29.198] | And I done made it through the struggle, don' t judge me |
| [00:31.900] | What you say now won' t budge me |
| [00:35.113] | ' Cause where I come from, so often |
| [00:37.811] | People you grew up with are layin' in a coffin |
| [00:40.496] | But I done made it through the pain and strife |
| [00:42.958] | It' s my time now, my world, my life my life! |
| [00:46.324] | |
| [00:46.707][Verse 1: Styles P] | |
| [00:47.439] | Is based on lightin' blunts, loadin' guns |
| [00:49.628] | Tellin' my lawyers to get the case gone |
| [00:51.862] | I need the bills that the Presidents got they face on |
| [00:54.228] | So I could switch my residence |
| [00:55.640] | Get a truck and a Lex |
| [00:57.537] | a check, I no longer have to wait for ' em |
| [01:00.112] | I made a couple ends, lost a couple friends |
| [01:02.795] | I light a blunt, ' cause never will the struggle end |
| [01:05.463] | So you could judge a nigga, but you ain' t got it |
| [01:08.274] | You ain' t in the role, so you really can' t budge a nigga |
| [01:11.325] | You oughta love a nigga |
| [01:12.799] | For the fact that it' s my world and my life, but still I' m a rugged nigga |
| [01:16.573] | They say, " You buggin', nigga" it, I' m a thuggin' nigga |
| [01:19.638] | You talkin' bullshit? Then kick it with another nigga |
| [01:22.420] | I got a bigger bed and I need a cover, nigga |
| [01:25.266] | And I ain' t got friends, I got enemies |
| [01:27.780] | So if they with me, then that means they my brother, nigga |
| [01:30.430] | |
| [01:30.894][Chorus: Pharoahe Monch] | |
| [01:31.342] | My life is all I have |
| [01:33.663] | My rhymes, my pen, my pad |
| [01:36.112] | And I done made it through the struggle, don' t judge me |
| [01:39.069] | What you say now won' t budge me |
| [01:41.764] | ' Cause where I come from, so often |
| [01:44.680] | People you grew up with are layin' in a coffin |
| [01:47.496] | But I done made it through the pain and strife |
| [01:49.831] | It' s my time now, my world, my life my life! |
| [01:53.080] | |
| [01:53.440][Verse 2: Styles P] | |
| [01:53.759] | Is a blunt to the head, a prayer for the dead |
| [01:55.669] | Run around hustlin', scared of the Feds |
| [01:58.263] | They said, " Death is eternal sleep" |
| [02:00.035] | But the only thing is, you ain' t really sure if you prepared for the bed |
| [02:03.446] | So often we get murked in the head |
| [02:05.712] | Instead of big money, they got big mama hurtin' instead |
| [02:08.919] | My life is makin' the verse |
| [02:11.113] | But the handcuffs, the bullpens, the jail cells is makin' it worse |
| [02:14.828] | Tell Mommy I don' t go to the church |
| [02:16.835] | Tell ahk I don' t go to mosque |
| [02:19.046] | I blow blunts, hold guns, and I' ma be right there when the soldiers' ll march |
| [02:23.063] | I play my part, and my heart seem colder than March |
| [02:25.914] | But on the flipside of things, it' s still warmer than June |
| [02:28.662] | I have talks with the Lord, and he' ll be callin' me soon, what? |
| [02:32.080] | And my life is all I have |
| [02:34.330] | My family, my niggas, my flow, my grabs, what? |
| [02:37.387] | |
| [02:37.655][Chorus: Pharoahe Monch] | |
| [02:38.105] | My life is all I have |
| [02:40.433] | My rhymes, my pen, my pad |
| [02:43.079] | And I done made it through the struggle, don' t judge me |
| [02:46.013] | What you say now won' t budge me |
| [02:48.813] | ' Cause where I come from, so often |
| [02:51.616] | People you grew up with are layin' in a coffin |
| [02:54.379] | But I done made it through the pain and strife |
| [02:57.097] | It' s my time now, my world, my life my life! |
| [03:00.501] | |
| [03:04.350][Outro: Pharoahe Monch] | |
| [03:05.159] | My life |
| [00:00.000][Intro: Styles P] | |
| [00:04.030] | My life |
| [00:05.712] | Pharoahe Monch, Ayatollah |
| [00:09.221] | Howie McDuffie, Holiday Styles |
| [00:12.916] | Double R, Rawkus Records |
| [00:16.059] | Pharoahe, talk to ' em |
| [00:17.980] | Let ' em try to understand |
| [00:20.061] | Let ' em try, let ' em try now |
| [00:21.795] | |
| [00:23.116][Chorus: Pharoahe Monch] | |
| [00:24.146] | My life is all I have |
| [00:26.554] | My rhymes, my pen, my pad |
| [00:29.198] | And I done made it through the struggle, don' t judge me |
| [00:31.900] | What you say now won' t budge me |
| [00:35.113] | ' Cause where I come from, so often |
| [00:37.811] | People you grew up with are layin' in a coffin |
| [00:40.496] | But I done made it through the pain and strife |
| [00:42.958] | It' s my time now, my world, my life my life! |
| [00:46.324] | |
| [00:46.707][Verse 1: Styles P] | |
| [00:47.439] | Is based on lightin' blunts, loadin' guns |
| [00:49.628] | Tellin' my lawyers to get the case gone |
| [00:51.862] | I need the bills that the Presidents got they face on |
| [00:54.228] | So I could switch my residence |
| [00:55.640] | Get a truck and a Lex |
| [00:57.537] | a check, I no longer have to wait for ' em |
| [01:00.112] | I made a couple ends, lost a couple friends |
| [01:02.795] | I light a blunt, ' cause never will the struggle end |
| [01:05.463] | So you could judge a nigga, but you ain' t got it |
| [01:08.274] | You ain' t in the role, so you really can' t budge a nigga |
| [01:11.325] | You oughta love a nigga |
| [01:12.799] | For the fact that it' s my world and my life, but still I' m a rugged nigga |
| [01:16.573] | They say, " You buggin', nigga" it, I' m a thuggin' nigga |
| [01:19.638] | You talkin' bullshit? Then kick it with another nigga |
| [01:22.420] | I got a bigger bed and I need a cover, nigga |
| [01:25.266] | And I ain' t got friends, I got enemies |
| [01:27.780] | So if they with me, then that means they my brother, nigga |
| [01:30.430] | |
| [01:30.894][Chorus: Pharoahe Monch] | |
| [01:31.342] | My life is all I have |
| [01:33.663] | My rhymes, my pen, my pad |
| [01:36.112] | And I done made it through the struggle, don' t judge me |
| [01:39.069] | What you say now won' t budge me |
| [01:41.764] | ' Cause where I come from, so often |
| [01:44.680] | People you grew up with are layin' in a coffin |
| [01:47.496] | But I done made it through the pain and strife |
| [01:49.831] | It' s my time now, my world, my life my life! |
| [01:53.080] | |
| [01:53.440][Verse 2: Styles P] | |
| [01:53.759] | Is a blunt to the head, a prayer for the dead |
| [01:55.669] | Run around hustlin', scared of the Feds |
| [01:58.263] | They said, " Death is eternal sleep" |
| [02:00.035] | But the only thing is, you ain' t really sure if you prepared for the bed |
| [02:03.446] | So often we get murked in the head |
| [02:05.712] | Instead of big money, they got big mama hurtin' instead |
| [02:08.919] | My life is makin' the verse |
| [02:11.113] | But the handcuffs, the bullpens, the jail cells is makin' it worse |
| [02:14.828] | Tell Mommy I don' t go to the church |
| [02:16.835] | Tell ahk I don' t go to mosque |
| [02:19.046] | I blow blunts, hold guns, and I' ma be right there when the soldiers' ll march |
| [02:23.063] | I play my part, and my heart seem colder than March |
| [02:25.914] | But on the flipside of things, it' s still warmer than June |
| [02:28.662] | I have talks with the Lord, and he' ll be callin' me soon, what? |
| [02:32.080] | And my life is all I have |
| [02:34.330] | My family, my niggas, my flow, my grabs, what? |
| [02:37.387] | |
| [02:37.655][Chorus: Pharoahe Monch] | |
| [02:38.105] | My life is all I have |
| [02:40.433] | My rhymes, my pen, my pad |
| [02:43.079] | And I done made it through the struggle, don' t judge me |
| [02:46.013] | What you say now won' t budge me |
| [02:48.813] | ' Cause where I come from, so often |
| [02:51.616] | People you grew up with are layin' in a coffin |
| [02:54.379] | But I done made it through the pain and strife |
| [02:57.097] | It' s my time now, my world, my life my life! |
| [03:00.501] | |
| [03:04.350][Outro: Pharoahe Monch] | |
| [03:05.159] | My life |