Tekst:
Good Life The Your Share Of Men

toughened your skin You should learn to forget Your first lesson's tonight So, what was that son of a bitch's name again? So, the footprints of time have tread lines on your face Is your life

to funerals, readin' rest in peace You know the usual, death comes in threes Life is short is what some nigga said Not if you measure life by how one

merit is I realize what I portray day to day, I gotta carry this And beats, rhymes and life is where the marriage is Had Dreams of Fuckin R&B broads, it came true Journalist I wreck, shared

women red, the money green, but the numbers were black. I fought for the men in their silk suits to lay down their bets. Well I took my good share, ma

worse than death But there's still time left Stop putting your conscience on cease And bring about some type of peace Not only in your heart, but also in your

is who I am, this is what I do I'll spread the gospel, share the good news This is who I am, this is what I do I'll spread the gospel, share the good

knows all good things must come to a stop goodbye [Chorus] [Verse 2] yeah this might sound crazy but I love that time of the month them couple of days your

your next of kin But there's no box to fit you in Cause the one you love The one who shares your life Is not your husband or your wife Oh no! Heterosexism

Will Only Fuck Posted Outside Of Her Door, Just Like A Comcast Truck Fun And Chains, Play No Games, I'll Put One In Your Brain Your Outta Your League