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Life We Chose

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  • 作词 : Jones, Lewis, Wesley
    "Life We Chose"

    [Nas]
    To my ******.. huh..
    We all we got..
    Let's hold it down though, y'know?
    However it's gon' go down
    This what we gotta deal with, y'know?
    Yo..

    [Chorus: Nas]

    It's the life we chose, where friends become foes
    and the dough'll get you killed quicker than you know
    This is the life we chose, bring fake snakes and hoes
    and the only way out, is death or goin broke
    This the life we chose, ain't too many happy endings
    That's why there ain't too many happy ****** in it
    And I'll admit it, this life is ****ed up but yo..
    (but yo..) this life is the only life I know [echoes]

    [Nas]
    Uhh, uhh, uhh
    Gold bathtubs, makin love to my Queen
    Get my back rubbed, Chardonnay, rollin up green
    Statues, marble floors, rare paintings on my wall
    My lifestyle's like the Forbes Magazine
    Closets, full of rockets and submachines
    Take this ***** out the projects, and his thug team
    Yo we cruise past street lights, ill rides
    Mr. Child both coasts with the most loud toast
    Calicos roast y'all folks, keep y'all dyin
    Cause it's hard to **** around when we dealin with science
    My enemies got money, so y'all should watch how I play it
    They never know we enemies until they hear me say it
    Til they kid's on the phone sayin, "Please daddy pay it"
    Til they brain's on the floor, mixed on the pavement
    High-class elegance, you respect or you hiss
    You go against you'd rather piss on an electrical fence
    It's strategic, how these ****** want you to think
    You'd be surprised, who'd be the one to put you to sleep
    Why you stink? Yo these streets don't allow you to blink
    You get showered by lead, comin out with your mink
    Bow ties and tuxedos, bust Eagles
    Dump drugs and acid, then they rush with the Rico
    It's hard ****in with ****** you hope you can trust
    You a fool if your main ***** is easy to ****
    And you've got money - is these hoes greedy or what?
    **** is devious, ex-friends wantin you stuck

    [Chorus]

    [Nas]
    Uhh, what's love when you don't give your man enough dough?
    He wanna stick you
    What's love, you got beef?
    Nobody rollin wit you
    What's love, you locked up, and your family don't care
    Is love a four-letter word, that deceives the air?
    What's real, when you know your man's girl is a hoe
    And you don't even let him know, cause you ****ed her befo'
    What's real, when you talk behind a man's back
    then you see him and give him dap, now explain that?
    What's trust, when they seperate your case
    When you at your court date, your co-de', can't look in your face
    What's trust, when you keep your wife away from your man?
    And he never crossed you, but you claimin he's fam'?
    What's trust, when you get bust, your ****** don't retaliate?
    They blaze purple haze with em the next day?
    God forbid one of my ****** get hit, I'ma go haywire
    Won't hesitate, I'ma spray fire
    But everybody's different, you won't know how you react
    til you in that position, and that's an actual fact
    The hearts of men change as time goes on, who's wrong?
    You was hungry when you stuck Duke, he came back to buck you
    Who's wrong? Foul all your life, now you 90
    On your deathbed you regret bein grimy
    What's lust, a bust nut? What's a thug?
    A ghetto child raised around drugs, til he's old enough to bust slugs?
    Then what's jail, to rehabilitate, or to make a ***** worse
    when he come home to catch another case?
    Life's about decisions, you choose it, you gotta live it
    You did it, heaven or hell or prison
    Who knows when your clock'll stop tickin, get your weight up
    Save up before it's over neighbor, I told ya
    You gettin older player, look at those who gave up

    [Chorus]
  • 作词 : Jones, Lewis, Wesley
    "Life We Chose"

    [Nas]
    To my ******.. huh..
    We all we got..
    Let's hold it down though, y'know?
    However it's gon' go down
    This what we gotta deal with, y'know?
    Yo..

    [Chorus: Nas]

    It's the life we chose, where friends become foes
    and the dough'll get you killed quicker than you know
    This is the life we chose, bring fake snakes and hoes
    and the only way out, is death or goin broke
    This the life we chose, ain't too many happy endings
    That's why there ain't too many happy ****** in it
    And I'll admit it, this life is ****ed up but yo..
    (but yo..) this life is the only life I know [echoes]

    [Nas]
    Uhh, uhh, uhh
    Gold bathtubs, makin love to my Queen
    Get my back rubbed, Chardonnay, rollin up green
    Statues, marble floors, rare paintings on my wall
    My lifestyle's like the Forbes Magazine
    Closets, full of rockets and submachines
    Take this ***** out the projects, and his thug team
    Yo we cruise past street lights, ill rides
    Mr. Child both coasts with the most loud toast
    Calicos roast y'all folks, keep y'all dyin
    Cause it's hard to **** around when we dealin with science
    My enemies got money, so y'all should watch how I play it
    They never know we enemies until they hear me say it
    Til they kid's on the phone sayin, "Please daddy pay it"
    Til they brain's on the floor, mixed on the pavement
    High-class elegance, you respect or you hiss
    You go against you'd rather piss on an electrical fence
    It's strategic, how these ****** want you to think
    You'd be surprised, who'd be the one to put you to sleep
    Why you stink? Yo these streets don't allow you to blink
    You get showered by lead, comin out with your mink
    Bow ties and tuxedos, bust Eagles
    Dump drugs and acid, then they rush with the Rico
    It's hard ****in with ****** you hope you can trust
    You a fool if your main ***** is easy to ****
    And you've got money - is these hoes greedy or what?
    **** is devious, ex-friends wantin you stuck

    [Chorus]

    [Nas]
    Uhh, what's love when you don't give your man enough dough?
    He wanna stick you
    What's love, you got beef?
    Nobody rollin wit you
    What's love, you locked up, and your family don't care
    Is love a four-letter word, that deceives the air?
    What's real, when you know your man's girl is a hoe
    And you don't even let him know, cause you ****ed her befo'
    What's real, when you talk behind a man's back
    then you see him and give him dap, now explain that?
    What's trust, when they seperate your case
    When you at your court date, your co-de', can't look in your face
    What's trust, when you keep your wife away from your man?
    And he never crossed you, but you claimin he's fam'?
    What's trust, when you get bust, your ****** don't retaliate?
    They blaze purple haze with em the next day?
    God forbid one of my ****** get hit, I'ma go haywire
    Won't hesitate, I'ma spray fire
    But everybody's different, you won't know how you react
    til you in that position, and that's an actual fact
    The hearts of men change as time goes on, who's wrong?
    You was hungry when you stuck Duke, he came back to buck you
    Who's wrong? Foul all your life, now you 90
    On your deathbed you regret bein grimy
    What's lust, a bust nut? What's a thug?
    A ghetto child raised around drugs, til he's old enough to bust slugs?
    Then what's jail, to rehabilitate, or to make a ***** worse
    when he come home to catch another case?
    Life's about decisions, you choose it, you gotta live it
    You did it, heaven or hell or prison
    Who knows when your clock'll stop tickin, get your weight up
    Save up before it's over neighbor, I told ya
    You gettin older player, look at those who gave up

    [Chorus]