Life We Chose

'Life We Chose'
[Nas]
To my niggaz.. huh..
We all we got..
Lets hold it down though, yknow?
However its gon go down
This what we gotta deal with, yknow?
Yo..
[Chorus: Nas]
Its the life we chose, where friends become foes
and the doughll get you killed quicker than you know
This is the life we chose, bring fake snakes and hoes
and the only way out, is death or goin broke
This the life we chose, aint too many happy endings
Thats why there aint too many happy niggaz in it
And Ill admit it, this life is fucked up but yo..
(but yo..) this life is the only life I know [echoes]
[Nas ]
Uhh, uhh, uhh
Gold bathtubs, makin love to my Queen
Get my back rubbed, Chardonnay, rollin up green
Statues, marble floors, rare paintings on my wall
My lifestyles like the Forbes Magazine
Closets, full of rockets and submachines
Take this nigga out the projects, and his thug team
Yo we cruise past street lights, ill rides
Mr. Child both coasts with the most loud toast
Calicos roast yall folks, keep yall dyin
Cause its hard to fuck around when we dealin with science
My enemies got money, so yall should watch how I play it
They never know we enemies until they hear me say it
Til they kids on the phone sayin, 'Please daddy pay it'
Til they brains on the floor, mixed on the pavement
High-class elegance, you respect or you hiss
You go against youd rather piss on an electrical fence
Its strategic, how these niggaz want you to think
Youd be surprised, whod be the one to put you to sleep
Why you stink? Yo these streets dont allow you to blink
You get showered by lead, comin out with your mink
Bow ties and tuxedos, bust Eagles
Dump drugs and acid, then they rush with the Rico
Its hard fuckin with niggaz you hope you can trust
You a fool if your main bitch is easy to fuck
And youve got money - is these hoes greedy or what?
Shit is devious, ex-friends wantin you stuck
[Chorus]
[Nas]
Uhh, whats love when you dont give your man enough dough?
He wanna stick you
Whats love, you got beef?
Nobody rollin wit you
Whats love, you locked up, and your family dont care
Is love a four-letter word, that deceives the air?
Whats real, when you know your mans girl is a hoe
And you dont even let him know, cause you fucked her befo
Whats real, when you talk behind a mans back
then you see him and give him dap, now explain that?
Whats trust, when they seperate your case
When you at your court date, your co-de, cant look in your face
Whats trust, when you keep your wife away from your man?
And he never crossed you, but you claimin hes fam?
Whats trust, when you get bust, your niggaz dont retaliate?
They blaze purple haze with em the next day?
God forbid one of my niggaz gethit, Ima go haywire
Wont hesitate, Ima spray fire
But everybodys different, you wont know how you react
til you in that position, and thats an actual fact
The hearts of men change as time goes on, whos wrong?
You was hungry when you stuck Duke, he came back to buck you
Whos wrong? Foul all your life, now you 90
On your deathbed you regret bein grimy
Whats lust, a bust nut? Whats a thug?
A ghetto child raised around drugs, til hes old enough to bust slugs?
Then whats jail, to rehabilitate, or to make a nigga worse
when he come home to catch another case?
Lifes about decisions, you choose it, you gotta live it
You did it, heaven or hell or prison
Who knows when your clockll stop tickin, get your weight up
Save up before its over neighbor, I told ya
You gettin older player, look at those who gave up
[Chorus]