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    "Life We Live" Lyrics

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    [Project Pat]
    I was broke pocket full of lint now I'm on the bricks
    getting paid like no other dog now I'm stackin' chips
    on the road like a trucker man had to take some trips
    doing shows for my brothers but strapped with extra clicks
    just in case any sucker would wanna run his lips
    a female I don't trust her cause women like to trip
    I stay all by my getty green hell with some time
    there some crime that was petty seem still getting mine
    all this hate trip I'm hearing though you I ain't fearing
    better try to be growing old man with your children
    escalate what a nigga staring his last days nearing
    trying to get it right with god only one who I'm fearing
    hopin' I'ma make it keep it real
    never knew I get the chances for a nigga to get paid
    so I take it living like a player should
    wishin' that you could knowin' it's all to the good
    still down with the hood

    [Chorus: repeat]
    This Life We Live (Life as we see it)
    See it's oh so beautiful (Oh it's so) beautiful
    Oh so beautiful (Oh it's so beautiful)

    [Project Pat]
    Last year my cousin took a fall, a sad song
    seem like we were just on the phone now he gone
    people use to try to judge him sayin' he was wrong
    but you can't try to judge a man you do you wrong
    smokin' out on a daily base I'm in the clouds
    drinkin' liqour fallin' on my face
    wondering how I survive all this foolishness
    up in the street ridin' dirty I ain't new to this
    I'm packin' heat but the streets very hazardous
    to a niggaz health watch your step you ain't Lazarus
    you'll meet your death
    I'm the man from the North, North site of the town
    with the will to support me and keep em found
    stayin' down got your gold grills dro in the air
    barbecue on the grill sun cool for a player
    when I ride through the streets hoes are plentiful
    Cause the life that we live so beau-ti-ful

    [(Chorus) 2x]

    [Project Pat]
    Gotta take the good with the bad
    smile with the sad, love what you got
    and remember what you had messin' with the ones
    who help me in the times
    when I was flat broke didn't even have a dime
    my family they was there, my niggaz they was there
    the rest of ya'll left me for dead didn't care
    I use to have dreams livin' large in this thang
    and by the grace of god I'm still alive in this thang
    I strive in this game to get all that I can
    Never said I'm the man, respect me as a man
    to you ones think I owe you somethin'
    now that's a joke think you bad come and get you somethin'
    how low to dope
    either treal either fake
    you can love you can hate
    either go and get your own or you can't sit and wait
    on the next man to come up you can peep this
    you can do what I do handle your bu-si-ness

    [(Chorus) 2x]
    This song was submitted on December 14th, 2009 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc..
    Written by Curtis Mayfield, Erik Hicks, Jordan Houston, Narada Michael Walden, Paul Beauregard.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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