This Can't Be Life Songtext
von Mr. Sche

For the first time in my life
I finally see just why I seem to be, in this situation
I see why all these niggas be hating
But this can′t be life, Lord please tell me why
Say why should I try, to stay in the fight

I never thought that I'd ever see a lot of shit happen

These days I have a nigga going pistol packing
I don′t wanna be a victim, of another homicide

But if one of my niggas need me, I'ma be ready to ride to the death
And I feel like that bitch keep calling
Trying to get out of shit, but I keep on falling
Slugs be on the way, but they just stay stalling
So all my niggas get murdered, but ain't nobody saw or involved


A victim of another flatline
I know that I can′t stop, but I gotta back mine
My lifetime′ll have a nigga feeling like, naw slow down
It ain't no telling when a nigga balling
Calm down, but niggas keep testing me
Stressing me, and they gon get next to me
Fuck up, nigga you gon be the next to see
How the Lord watch, how the street blessed a G
I got a fucked up heart, but he ain′t stopping
Fin to work to the death, but he still ain't dropping

Ten toes to the floor, nigga we ain′t rocking
D.A. want a deal, nigga we ain't copping
Gotta stick to the G way, that′s the code
No matter how shit get, I gotta pack the load
I'm all fucked up, hate got me bout to explode
I feel sometimes, that I hit the wrong road
Why shit be so tough like that

I wanna see the light, but it's just so black
I wanna turn around, but I can′t go back
Hard life that got a nigga built like that

Real like that, to get killed like that

And ain′t nobody tell a nigga, chill like that
Southwest never kept a nigga still like that
And I guess these streets, will never deal like that

Cause this can't be life, Lord please tell me why
Say why should I try, to stay in the fight
When these streets ain′t my own
And these niggas are so wrong
I want so much more, before I reach the other side


I can't vouch for the other side

So right now, a nigga gon live his life
And I ain′t gon stop, till a million tries
If a nigga don't know me, step aside

Really this game fucked up my mind
Yes it′s a 24-7 grind
Gotta watch these hoes, gotta watch these niggas
Gotta watch these cops, trying to stop my shine
Fake ass niggas, will rob you blind
Physically and mentally, from behind
Gotta look both ways, when you cross that street
Better keep your heat, for a nigga out of line
Niggas wanna take your life for fame
That same old fame that I don't want

That same old fame, that'll get you killed
That same old fame that niggas flaunt
It′s an illusion that they need, this
Life ain′t nothing but a wicked disease
Don't get caught up, between niggas greed
They′ll have your life, locked up in a dream
And most of these niggas, ain't what they seem
You can pay these niggas, they still won′t treat

You with the respect, that a man deserve
That's why I shoot first, just to stop they nerve

G code nigga, don′t step to me
Unless you really ready, for a casualty
I'ma shoot till your body drop, to your knees
Won't be no revenge, coming back on me
That′s just how it is, in these wicked streets
I didn′t choose life, this life chose me
Gotta watch myself and enemies
This can't be life, so I′m strapped with heat

Cause this can't be life, Lord please tell me why
Say why should I try, to stay in the fight
When these streets ain′t my own
And these niggas are so wrong
I want so much more, before I reach the other side