Life Ain’t Fair (Original)

Natural Elements (ft. K.A., Mr. Voodoo, and L-Swift) - “Life Ain’t Fair (Original)”
[Emcee(s): K.A., Mr. Voodoo, and L-Swift]
[Producer(s): Kosi]

[Intro: Mr. Voodoo, L-Swift, and K.A.]
Mr. Voodoo: Yo, yo, you know’m saying? We got Mr. Voo, we got L-Swift, K.A., you know’m saying? And we gon’ get down like this, you nah’mean? Aight? Check it out
L-Swift: What up, kid? Aight. NE, haha. Word up
K.A.: Yo, K.A.. Y’all feel this, man. Let me tell y’all how it started. Shit

[Verse 1: K.A.]
The summer of ‘72
Indeed, slipped out of moms as a black seed. Around that time
Pops was locked, he got caught stealing shit he need. They both
Pulled on that weed, fucked with other types of illicit drugs, no passion
To live ‘cause it’s bugged, role models was the corner thugs with different-color
Suede PUMAs on their feet, and their shorties was looking sweet. Now
Most of these niggas memories is stains in the street, but back then
I didn’t give a fuck. My dream was to be on their team, get to
Bully kids off my ass, don’t want some tail-whipped G’s, but pop dukes
Is out of jail, the nigga arms is type swell. He trying to
Get shit in his math, but if it’s a class, this nigga failed. Wasn’t trying
To hear some man I met this year coming, making rules. Ended up
In alternative, sliced three heads in two different schools. Niggas is fools
They know I’m Asian, using a razor. Was a
Teenager with a pager, and pretty girls tasting my flavor
‘Cause I’m handling new hustle, stealing, scrambling, gambling. Years have
Gone since I wrote. Non-thoro, with-diamond-pendants-dangling niggas I’m
Strangling ‘cause, if figures don’t add up quick, my chickens battle for shit
With moms frustrated ‘cause I didn’t become a graduate. Imagine in
Thirty years, taking Geritol pills and body got the chills
How the hell you gon’ pay medical bills, and you ain’t got no computer skills? Get your
Shit together

[Hook: K.A.]
Life ain’t fair, you’re only here for a minute
So I want the world and everything in it. If you was stuck
In the dark, most likely I did it, and if you got
Thoughts of sabotaging me, you better quit it. Ayyo
Life ain’t fair, you’re only here for a minute
So I want the world and everything in it. If you was stuck
In the dark, most likely I did it, and if you got
Thoughts of sabotaging me, you better quit it

[Verse 2: Mr. Voodoo]
Let us
Begin with the Elements: mic, girls, and green, a schizo-
-phrenic teen with a get-rich-quick scheme. The mo-
-tivation is the cream—rather, the lust of. Started righteous
And just never cussed up, but the streets must have
Infected my mind ‘cause now my only medication is
A bag of meditation, cashflow with no hesitation
Each day brings me closer to that destination. Any
Man that stands in the way of my plans face calamity
Mr. Voodoo will lace up your whole anatomy
Closed-caskets, rose baskets to your family
The place I stay looks like one great, big alleyway, but I stay
Holding while you lay folding, swollen, molding, and dying
Trying to make a million’s hard when reptilian niggas change
Colors like chameleons. I like what I got, but still
Feel I deserve more, hate being dirt-poor
That’s what I did my dirt for. ‘Cause I was put on Earth for
Casino-bet-covering, fly-girl-loving, getting
Bent up ‘til my spirit’s sent up, hovering

[Hook: Mr. Voodoo]
‘Cause life ain’t fair, you’re only here for a minute
So I want the world and everything in it. If your
Female is stuck, most likely I did it
Fat lyrics and skills, Mr. Voo’s coming with it, yo
Life ain’t fair, you’re only here for a minute
So I want the world and everything in it. If your
Female is stuck, most likely I did it
Fat lyrics and skills, Mr. Voodoo’s coming with it, yeah

[Verse 3: L-Swift]
My life
Consists of struggling. Straight-up, I be just hustling for cash, pa
I stuck niggas for new chains in the last car of the two-train
Telling different bitches the new name every time I met one
A few months down the line, I tell ‘em the correct one. In my
Section, I was rarely seen unless my pay was right
I was chilling, sipping Cisco, and breaking night. But, see
I keep my contemplations focused. My niggas I used to approach with
“I gots to get paid ‘cause fuck this broke shit.” I’ll be struggling
‘Til the minute my number’s pulled, but until my death day
Kid, I gots to get paid, live wonderful. My mother used to tell me
“Listen to what the Lord say,” but, instead, I was with my clique
Sticking foes up in broad day, working all kind of jobs
For small pay, but closed mouths don’t get fed, so at the end
Of the rainbow, I vision goldmines, but I’m constantly stressed
Sweated by po’-nine. Problems? I just be stuck in ‘em
Bitches? I don’t be trusting ‘em—neither niggas ‘cause, backstabbing snitches
Yo, I can’t fuck with none ‘cause, see, I think about
The days of past. I went to school, but experience was my major
Class, and, nowadays, I don’t trust anyone. And
I hope to see the age of twenty-one, kid. It goes:

[Hook: L-Swift]
Life ain’t fair, you’re only here for a minute
So I want the world and everything in it. If you
Got banged in your head, most likely I did it
And the reason that I’m on the streets is ‘cause I got acquitted, yo
Life ain’t fair, you’re only here for a minute
So I want the world and everything in it. If you
Got banged in your head, most likely I did it
And the reason that I’m on the streets is ‘cause I got acquitted, yo

[Outro: K.A., Mr. Voodoo, and L-Swift]
K.A.: Word, yo, it’s Natural Elements, you know’m saying? So that’s what we speak. Know’m saying? We’re fucking wild, man. Niggas’ll leak, man. From Brooklyn to the Bronx, niggas’ll get stomped, you know’mean? That’s how we do. Know’m saying? That’s how we feeling, that’s how we do
Mr. Voodoo: Word up, you know’mean? Natural El’ in the house, kid, you know’m saying? Yo, we guarantee you lost. Word up, kid. Air that, kid, air that, kid. And what? And what? And what? And what? Word up, y’all. Word up, yo. Yo, you can’t dead that
L-Swift: Uh, no question. Uh huh. Yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah. Uh huh. Kosi, baby, baby! What you want, kid? Life ain’t fair, son. Life ain’t fair, life ain’t fair, son. Life ain’t fair. What? Life ain’t fair, yo, life ain’t fair