Da Band - My Life lyrics

(sara) welcome welcome welcome (fred) its crazy (sara) welcome welcome welcome (fred) but im thankful (sara) welcome welcome welcome (fred) for everything (sara) welcome welcome welcome (fred) welcome welcome (ness) life is what u make it you gotta put in hard work cant let anyone hold u down baby (sara) welcome welcome (ness) Hit the bricks chicks like damn where you been loyd locked up wit a bad case of hemroid writin and fightin trifflin rhymes about the life and the timez of n***az on the grind white collar criminals climb the corrperate ladder while n***as like me gotta sell coke and crack whistle me freedom boxed up missin a season its a set up hypathetically speakin even my pops was knocked over tickets for speedin drinkin and drivin i aint forget he think i forgot him my mom got gray hairs from worryin sick and my sister got a house now pushin the stick its a lil somethin to get her from a to b i got no where to go come and stay wit me wit a niece and nephew that love me to d**h my lil brother nick i guess he lovin whats left (sara) life is what u make it although it may sound basic goin through some bad times but be thankful for the good times yea though we must build up the strengths to carry on welcome to my world welcome welcome (fred) I remember one mornin i was cookin the O and out the blue i heard a knock at the door i look through the peep hole and its a feen and he needed some coke and at the time i really needed his dough but i know the rules you never sell crack where u rest at cause hatters send shells where ya chest at but in my case them motha f**as send shells to where my vest at found out i aint dead give em a spot to rest at i found out bout they spot had to go an X that my eyes reder then cyclopse call me the X-men i thank god just for ever blessin though the roads got tough thanks for every lesson i carry loads at time even though it gets stressin i remember stickin the clip in lockin got second guessin i couldnt stand the rain of new addition the fast lane had me layin in the crouse wit bentlys in my life (sara) life is what u make it although it may sound basic goin through some bad times but be thankful for the good times yea though we must build up the strengths to carry on welcome to my world welcome welcome (babs) pot heads and high schools drop outs little girls wit they stomachs popped out i seen it all n***az streched out by the coroner store life no more, dont seem small im gettin focused in the crib writtin rhymes while im smokin while n***az on the block toatin i see em later my moms make paper but cheap wit the cash ask for a pair of kicks, she told me "ask ya dad" so i would rather hit the ave and knock off rote 100 pack in da pocket of my guess jean skirt mean while still tryin to get a deal on the side battle b**hes outside infront of kennedy drive alot of n***az wanna see me shine but i still got the lames laggin behind hatin on mine its nothin ima get to the top regardless got love for female rappers but think im the hardest in my life (sara) 2x life is what u make it although it may sound basic goin through some bad times but be thankful for the good times yea though we must build up the strengths to carry on welcome to my world welcome welcome to my world repeat till end welcome welcome welcome