Life's a Motion Picture Songtext
von Styles P

Phantom, Ghosts and zombies
Let′s go, Pete

Check niggas like the swooshes on the Nike (check)
And my life's a motion picture, take a look and if you like (take a look)
Once I′m pushing weight on the pipe
To sitting in the hammock by the pool
With the kids with a Fiji on ice

Crystal clear night goggles if it ain't
It's a game but the guns ain′t got paint
Now listen, now you can wait your turn
If you wait your turn, get a dime
Lil′ jewels, it's a paper to burn
Lil′ whip, but don't slip when you make it a turn (uh, uh)


′Cause many say it's rent, and few say it′s a race
Even something sweet, rotten, leave the awfullest taste
Only a portrait can capture time
And it's awkward in ways, that
Even flowing slump, too slick to catch on to
Even you didn't stretch you on the shit that I mourn too

Shit, ain′t nobody mourn you
Motherfucker, I shoot the wake-up
So nobody mourn you, knock the family teeth out
So nobody scorn you

I′m something else, if nothing else
So go ahead and fuck yourself
Before you try fucking with me
Send your reader, get the Benita
'Cause we cuttin′ the D (cuttin' it)
It′s the kid with the heroin bars

I know two things
It's always bitches and bullets when bread is involved
Doing risks, but getting the Rico defense is involved
So me, I stay low like an insect (low)
Squeezing the index
You just started, nigga, I′ve been repped (that's right)
Been what? (That's right)