Ras Kass - It Is What It Is Lyrics
[ras kass]I been around the world once, had your fianc? twiceI aint nothin nice, but every lifestyle got a priceKiss my momma on the cheek cause her love was deepLike keith sweat, but the deeper the streets getThe deeper the beef getEnough fatal attraction to boil your petCause everybody wanna have it lavish and shNow, courvoisier is my dossier overnight, insightI write like six hundred thousand kilobytesYes Im on one, european cars, cuban cigars, rap starsGlass ceilings to the inevitable cap peeling for sexual healingI lack feeling, voted for black women like terry macmillanSave a prayer for me, I was told no guts no gloryI shed a tear once in a while, tooBut a soldier gots to do what he gots to doI want stock in fox with rupert murdoch, I thought you knewIt is what it isHook:[jazze pha] nowadays, thats the way it is[ras kass] why do we do what we do when we do what we must, thatsHow it is, and how it is is kinda *****ed up[jazze pha] its sad to say, but things just aint the same no more[ras kass] why do we do what we do when we do what we lust, it isWhat it is, and how it is is kinda *****ed up[ras kass]If the ***** is free, then talk is cheapThen again, its probably cheaper to keep herBack in the days, all a nigga needed was suede pumas and a beeperNow they all expecting condos, briquettes and pet cheetahsSee ya when I see yaAnd by then I know the motives, she bogusI noticed her jocking the rims on the lotusI learned early to trust God when moms was like[you wear all that nike shit]You need to swoosh your ass and get a jobMy occupation be operation, more horsepower than daytonaCause Im a rider, like winonaBeing nice is a vice, the gift is naturally mineThats like +grand verbalizer+ not knowing the timeSee, my partners commit crimes serving federal bidsConfined to a six by nine regrettin the wrong shit he didI swear, wishing we was still little kidsBut we grown men now homey, it is what it isHook[ras kass]Hip hop aint even funIn these strange days, rappers is getting doneLike jericho wonWithin two months, two major artists got slumpedI whispered God rest the dead and let the blaupunkt pumpKept a part and a fade since about eleventh gradeRock the donna karan shadesCause I dont like to dream about getting paidBut Im afraid I doTrying to organize a team, willing to empty magazinesThis supreme fiends for creamWe need jesus like mary magdalene and born again christiansAint a politician cause I already got your voteTrue, I want your money but I aint a preacher noI dont even love the doughBut if you dont work you dont eat,So I want all I can get before I goI love what money can getIts elementary evidently, the custom convertible bentley tempt meIt is what it isHook x2[jazze pha]There are things that we can changeSome things remain the sameThats just the way it isWay it goes, yeahThere are things that we can changeBut most things gon stay the sameIts the way it isYou better believe it, ooh yeah
