[Intro]
Wow motherfucking life this real spit baby, real spit
It's a motherfucking gamble
Tryna survive on this shit man forreal
I'm living proof Hell exists
[Verse 1]
Yes, I spit rhymes from the flesh combined with the bless sometimes I get stressed
Yes, life has got me fucking twisted
My newborn Cordell stopped me from busting biscuits
Yes, had to get my life straight had warrants for my arrests ducking fucking (?)
Nevertheless, I serve niggas
Bird niggas when I rip mics (?) niggas say that niggas shit tight
I spit like venom in your bloodstream something them thugs seen how I can come clean
Without claiming Crip or Blood and get the love
From both sides, rip the club the shit you love
Now fix your mug or get them slugs real quick or them thugs will spit hot shells and drop Hell on 'em and then fell on 'em
Throwing night breed off of O.E and E&J and blowing Thai weed
[Chorus]
Yes, life has got me fucking stressed but fuck it
I'm walking with my heart on my chest
Nevertheless, I'm stalking with my dogs from the west
Life's a gamble and all of my niggas we off the handles
Yes, life has got me fucking stressed but fuck it
I'm walking with my heart on my chest
Nevertheless, I'm stalking with my dogs from the west
Life's a gamble and all of my niggas we off the handles
[Verse 2]
Feel my pain insane in the membrane
Life is so (?) yo but I been stained
Like fermented blood all over your family
(?) them shells and snubs under my mattress
The fact is I live with my (?) and my (?)
Doing this rap shit while my homies dealing with the raw
Ducking the law, cuffing the raw, fucking your broad
Trick bitch likes the way we bust nuts in her jaw
Straight fallacio, dog we sipping 40's by the case loads
Focus on one thing the pesos
So I create flows to make these hoes scream they (?) and
We take hoes back to the spot and get they hips then we shake hoes
Like hot dice cause we demons of the night breed gone off that sticky lime green
And Lucifer's liquor that's E&J mixed with O.E
Niggas know me Cyco Insane Poetry
[Chorus]
Yes, life has got me fucking stressed but fuck it
I'm walking with my heart on my chest
Nevertheless, I'm stalking with my dogs from the west
Life's a gamble and all of my niggas we off the handles
Yes, life has got me fucking stressed but fuck it
I'm walking with my heart on my chest
Nevertheless, I'm stalking with my dogs from the west
Life's a gamble and all of my niggas we off the handles
[Verse 3]
Yes, now let's get back to the present
I'm 34 now and ain't still learn my lesson
Another girl pregnant and I can see crazy drama
Now for the record now I got three babies mommas
The weed makes me calmer cause I don't drink so much
Went from seven 4-O's daily, I'm poppin' on those daily
Yes, cause my life is intense these bird haters came three miles and served papers
For child support 500 miles from court
(?) seven days past the due date wish I could rewind my life but it's too late
Cause Drew fate is wrapped up in this bullshit trying to escape this kinda shit
Been grinding since 86' through all this crazy shit
Hope my girl don't trip and flip into some crazy bitch
Maybe it's the way a nigga raps
Get that cheese without getting caught up in this mousetrap
[Chorus]
Yes, life has got me fucking stressed but fuck it
I'm walking with my heart on my chest
Nevertheless, I'm stalking with my dogs from the west
Life's a gamble and all of my niggas we off the handles
Yes, life has got me fucking stressed but fuck it
I'm walking with my heart on my chest
Nevertheless, I'm stalking with my dogs from the west
Life's a gamble and all of my niggas we off the handles
We off the handles
We off the handles
Life’s A Gamble was written by Andrew Holiman.
Insane Poetry released Life’s A Gamble on Mon Mar 03 2003.