Nas - Life's A ***** (Arsenal Mix) Lyrics
[Verse One: AZ the Visualiza]Visualizin the realism of life and actuality***** who's the baddest a person's status depends on salaryAnd my mentality is, money orientatedI'm destined to live the dream for all my peeps who never made itcause yeah, we were beginners in the hood as five percentersBut somethin must of got in us cause all of us turned to sinnersNow some, restin in peace and some are sittin in San QuentinOthers such as myself are tryin to carry on traditionKeepin the schwepervesence street ghetto essence inside usCause it provides us with the proper insight to guide usEven though, we know somehow we all gotta gobut as long as we leavin thievin we'll be leavin with some kind of doughso, and to that day we expire and turn to vaporsme and my capers-ll be somewhere stackin plenty papersKeepin it real, packin steel, gettin highCause life's a ***** and then you die[Chorus: AZ the Visualiza]Life's a ***** and then you die; that's why we get highCause you never know when you're gonna go (Go!)Life's a ***** and then you die; that's why we puff lyeCause you never know when you're gonna go (Go!)Life's a ***** and then you die; that's why we get highCause you never know when you're gonna go (Go!)Life's a ***** and then you die; that's why we puff lye....."Time's is Illmatic" [x4]"Destined to live the dream for all my peeps who never made it" [x1]"You gotta get the ground beneath your feet, partnerGet the wind behind your backGo out in a blaze of glory if you've got toOtherwise you ain't shitYou might as well be dead your damn self, y'all"[Verse Two: Nas]I woke up early on my born day, I'm twenty years of blessingThe essence of adolescent leaves my body now I'm fresh inMy physical frame is celebrated cause I made itOne quarter through life some God-ly like thing createdGot rhymes 365 days annual plus someLoad up the mic and bust one, cuss while I puffs frommy skull cause it's pain in my brain vein money maintainDon't go against the grain simple and plainWhen I was young at this I used to do my thing hardRobbin' foreigners take they wallets they jewels and rip they green cardsDipped to the projects flashin my quick cashand got my first piece of ass smokin blunts with hashNow I think about cash in abundance, niggaz I used to run withis rich or doin years in the hundredsI switched my motto -- instead of sayin ***** tomorrowThat buck that bought a bottle could've struck the lottoOnce I stood on the block, loose cracks produce stacksI cooked up and cut small pieces to get my loot backTime's is Illmatic keep static like wool fabricPack a four-matic that crack your whole cabbage[Chorus]Yeah, you know the flavorNas & AZ on the remix jointThis is another explosion from the Arsenal
