Nas Lyrics

Album: Unknown

Life's A Bitch (Ft.Az) Lyrics

[AZ] Aiyyo, wassup wassup let's keep it real son 

Count this money, yaknowhatI'msayin? 

[Nas] Yea yea 

[AZ] Aiyyo, put the Grant's over there in the safe yaknowhatI'msayin? 

[Nas] Yea yea 

[AZ] Cause we spendin these Jackson's 

The Washington's go to wifey, you know how that go 

[Nas] I'm sayin, that's what this is all about right? 

Clothes, bankrolls, and hoes yaknowhatI'msayin? 

Yo then what man, what?? *echoes* 

Verse One: AZ the Visualiza 

Visualizin the realism of life and actuality 

Fuck who's the baddest a person's status depends on salary 

And my mentality is, money orientated 

I'm destined to live the dream for all my peeps who never made it 

cause yeah, we were beginners in the hood as five percenters 

But somethin must of got in us cause all of us turned to sinners 

Now some, restin in peace and some are sittin in San Quentin 

Others such as myself are tryin to carry on tradition 

Keepin the schwepervesence street ghetto essence inside us 

Cause it provides us with the proper insight to guide us 

Even though, we know somehow we all gotta go 

but as long as we leavin thievin we'll be leavin with some kind of dough 

so, and to that day we expire and turn to vapors 

me and my capers-ll be somewhere stackin plenty papers 

Keepin it real, packin steel, gettin high 

Cause life's a bitch and then you die 

Chorus: AZ the Visualiza 

Life's a bitch and then you die; that's why we get high 

Cause you never know when you're gonna go 

Life's a bitch and then you die; that's why we puff lye 

Cause you never know when you're gonna go 

Life's a bitch and then you die; that's why we get high 

Cause you never know when you're gonna go 

Life's a bitch and then you die; that's why we puff lye 

--] chorus #1 echoes at the end 

Cause you never know when you're gonna go 

Life's a bitch and then you die 

--] chorus #2 includes these lines, echoes at the end 

Verse Two: Nas 

I woke up early on my born day, I'm twenty years of blessing 

The essence of adolescent leaves my body now I'm fresh in 

My physical frame is celebrated cause I made it 

One quarter through life some God-ly like thing created 

Got rhymes 365 days annual plus some 

Load up the mic and bust one, cuss while I puffs from 

my skull cause it's pain in my brain vein money maintain 

Don't go against the grain simple and plain 

When I was young at this I used to do my thing hard 

Droppin foreigners take they wallets they jewels and rip they green cards 

Dipped to the projects flashin my quick cash 

and got my first piece of ass smokin blunts with hash 

Now it's all about cash in abundance, niggaz I used to run with 

is rich or doin years in the hundreds 

I switched my motto -- instead of sayin fuck tommorrow 

That buck that bought a bottle could've struck the lotto 

Once I stood on the block, loose cracks produce stacks 

I cooked up and cut small pieces to get my loot back 

Time is Illmatic keep static like wool fabric 

Pack a four-matic that crack your whole cavity 

Chorus 

*Olu Dara plays trumpet until fade*