Life's a Bitch
• Written by ZLA
****First verse redo****
Comin' up from the city I love,
Uh,
Wakin' up without a care on the earth,
Uh,
Since birth - I ain't ever been first,
Watch the second come fruition like a pear on the turf,
Uh,
Paraplegia - how we move - it's so soothing,
Walk all my talk - what you proving?
Nothin' huh?
I been behind like my life was designed -
By the ones infront the bars - tryna put us behind,
Uh,
One of a kind - straight up,
I flush my full house of demons down the drain -
Who hit me harder than November rain,
It's concrete - you know - my love for the game,
I know crows who full of bliss and I know doves full of pain,
**50/50**
Leavin' down the same road that I closed -
6 months previous,
Funky hoes are so devious,
Nice guys last 'till her cigarette ashed,
Her breaks over - now you gettin' left in the past,
Damn,
It's such a shame that the ones who we love,
Never wanna be loved,
They take your passion for granted,
You fallin' harder than granite,
But granted that you don't plan it,
Your feet still 'tatched to the ground,
Your heart be out of this planet,
Uh,
Why do we orbit 'round an empty constellation?
We love difficulty,
We love complication,
We love the chase even when we in vain,
Our heart breaks but we do it again and again and again,
And it's a shame to me,
But I'm a hypocrite,
I fall up in the trap and I'm sick of it,
It's like pussy is the end all - be all,
They push,
We fall,
We crawl,
We crawl.
**60/40**
In the midst of prosperity war,
I would be normal if my daddy was there for me more,
That's what they tell me,
But I ain't even care that much,
It's my morals that were never really there that much,
Uh,
Right and wrong were synonymous - hired me a psychologist,
By the time I was 12 I wrote off all the colleges -
Tryna egg me on,
like a baby of ostriches,
Ostracized since I opened my eyes,
Open wide -
You'll see another good kid tainted by the picture that his mama and his -
daddy painted,
I'm not blamin' - my mama she done blessed me this life,
We got caught up in the drama - but she left me the right -
To do good,
No matter how you slice it,
The cake still great - it's just up to me to ice it,
I vice grip - devilish horns until my legacy born,
Wasn't meant to be cursed,
I was meant to be sworn.
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ZLA
Member since September 17 2014