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(Wicket)
I got my Viper ready to kill a nigga Standin in my drop with my fingers on my muthafuckin trigger,uh This shit is real in this game you gots to pack your steel I can remember sellin rocks on the fuckin hill I steady keep it cause I`m silent Because these niggas in the street All they thinkin about is violence Jackin your ass for your muthafuckin grip son I got my .9 package come get you some Niggas get large or straight hoe-out But a nigga like the wicked murder [name] will blow your brains out Leavin your ass in the gutter Everytime I look up I been approached by an undercover Tryin to make a fuckin drug trade But I`m too damn smart That`s how them wickedest nigga stay his pay My homie died at a early age Since he was black he never made the front page Left a son and a pregnant wife That`s just another fact in these facts of life (Chorus) These are the facts of life These are the facts of life (Nino) Sippin my grip just smokin on some weed I`m thinkin about the nigga [name] rob for some keeps My only trade is sellin dope So fuck a job and these muthafuckin white folks My mama always fussin at me (why?) I never had a education now I G.E.D. Keep sayin take your ass to trick Before a craze muthafucka like myself wind up in a hearse Now I`m in jail I got a bail Them muthafuckas trudged me with a cell So I did four years in the county Listenin to these pussy-ass securities Stressin me depressin they sendin me crazy That`s just a modern day slavery (Chorus) These are the facts of life These are the facts of life (Wicket) Back at your ass with these muthafuckin facts of life I pack a .9 nigga you pack a pocket knife My younger brother`s in the pen again (why that?) Cause he was sleepin with four ki`s in his fuckin benz Took everything the nigga owned But before he went down he gave me love and his Herringbone So now I`m all alone The closest friend I got is my fuckin chrome I`m ready for the drama I`m in so deep can`t even go to see my own mama And it`s hard to survive When I look at my son I see tears fall from his eyes My little boy needs diapers My only thoughts of income is jackin niggas with my chrome Viper I often reminisce Thinkin to myself how did I end up like this But I try to live right And everytime I tried I got fucked by the facts of life (Chorus) -till end These are the facts of life These are the facts of life
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