this cant be life

Geah.. whassup?
Wheres all my street niggaz, project niggaz
Real niggaz, worldwide
Lets reflect.. erybody got a story
We all ghetto B - heres mine
Geah
See I was -- born in sewage, born to make bomb music
Flow tight like I was born Jewish
Used the streets as a conduit - I kept arms
38 longs inside my moms Buick
At any given moment Shawn could lose it, be on the news
Iron cuffs - arms through it; or stuffed with embalmin fluid
Shit, Im goin through it - mom dukes too
Tears streamin down her pretty face , she got her palms to it
My life is gettin too wild
I need to bring some sorta calm to it
Bout to lose it; voices screamin 'Dont do it!'
Its like 93 , 94, bout the year
that Big and Mach dropped; and 'Illmatic' rocked
outta every rag drop, and the West had it locked
Everybody doin em, Im still scratchin on the block
like 'Damn; Ima be a failure'
Surrounded by thugs, drugs, and drug - paraphenalia
Cops courts, and their thoughts is to derail us
Three time felons in shorts with jealous thoughts
Tryin figure where your mil is, guesstimate the weight you sellin
So they can send shots straight to your melon; wait!
It gets worse, baby momma water burst
Baby came out stillborn, still I gotta move on
Though my heart still torn, life gone from her womb
Dont worry, if it was meant to be, itll be -- soon
[Chorus: Jay-Z]
This cant be life, this cant be love
This cant be right, theres gotta be more, this cant be us
This cant be life, this cant be love
This cant be right, theres gotta be more, this cant be us
[Beanie Sigel]
Chill dog
Second oldest born, from Michelle Brown my mother
Hell bound, grew with two sisters and one brother
Pop wasnt around, so many stories thats another
Im thinkin damn ; how my older sister gon make me tougher
When steel sharpens steel, Ima keep it real
Im tired of tryin to hide my pain behind the syrups and pills
Dead to the world, stretched out like a corpse for real
Yall niggaz thinkin what yall readin in The Source is real
What my life like, you lookin at the source, its real
What your life like? Mine dog, of course its real
Passin judgment, you niggaz second-guessin Beans
Cause you dont eat swine dont make you Amin
Dog you know a couple suras, out the Quran
I guess you all on your din and I aint on mine
Stop that Akki, fore I send shots though your body
Make em feel feel hell on earth before Allah drop thee
I feel the lines drawn here, nuttin more can stop me
Till them feds pick me up, or them boys pop me
Theres only three things that make Mac not act like Beans
Amatullah Tisha, Po Aldin, Samir Amin
My seeds dog, gotta teach em that before I leave dog
Shit I know that Ima see em when I leave dog
I come back in the afterlife
Like fuck it I done touched hell twice; whats the meanin?
[Chorus]
[Scarface]
Yeah.. uhh..
Now as I walk into the studio, to do this with Jig
I got a phone call from one of my nigs
Said my homeboy Reek, he just lost one of his kids
And when I heard that I just broke into tears
And seein it second hand; you dont really know how this is
But when it hits that close to home you feel the pain at the crib
So I called mine, and saddened my wife with the bad news
Now we both depressed, countin our blessings cause Brads two
Prayin for young souls that laugh at life through the stars
Lovin your kids just like you was ours
And Im hurtin for you dog; but aint nobody pain is like yours
I just know that heavenll open these doors
And aint no bright side to losin lifel; but you can view it like this
Gods got open hands homey, he in the midst.. of good company
Who loves all and hates not one
And one day you gon be wit your son
I couldve rapped about my hard times on this song
But heaven knows I woulda been wrong
I wouldnta been right, it wouldnta been love
It wouldnta been life, it wouldnta been us
This cant be life
[Chorus]
[Jay-Z]
This cant be life..