I remember when I first heard this song, I immediately look through the credits to see who produced it, and that was the first time I knew of the name Kanye West. Still get chills off this two decades later.
Now as I walk into the studio, to do this with Jig' I got a phone call from one of my n**s Said my homeboy Reek, he just lost one of his kids And when I heard that I just broke into tears And see in the second hand; you don't really know how this is But when it hits that close to home you feel the pain at the crib So I called mine, and saddened my wife with the bad news Now we both depressed, countin our blessings cause Brad's two Prayin for young souls to laugh at life through the stars Lovin your kids just like you was ours And I'm hurtin for you dog; but ain't nobody pain is like yours I just know that heaven'll open these doors And ain't no bright side to losin life; but you can view it like this God's got open hands homey, he in the midst.. of good company Who loves all and hates not one And one day you gon' be wit your son I could've rapped about my hard times on this song But heaven knows I woulda been wrong I wouldn'ta been right, it wouldn'ta been love It wouldn'ta been life, it wouldn'ta been us This can't be life Man, Scarface's verse in this song is one of my all-time favorite verses, as much as I like Jay-Z and Beanie Sigel's verses, Scarface's verse stood out to me the most
This beat is beautiful!! I usto listen to this song all the time back when I was in High school!! I felt like I was going through the same thing jayz was going through in this song.
What you know about pain and struggle or selling drugs to your uncle , / or jealous niggas that's pretending they love you , / I was sleep though thunder storms and getting soaked in them puddles , /
I know about the pain and the struggle ..had to keep my circle tight just like a huddle …had to keep focused ..niggas do the most and sometimes it just be about the money or the hoes…but I don’t lose hope we gonna get there one day …we can’t act on our pride that results in gunplay …we all under the same sun raise…life is vast and fast so f the bull let’s get paid
Forced to HUSTLE We didn't choose the STRUGGLE STRUGGLE chose US Now we GROWN UP Watched Fiends take hits and THROW UP Selling crack on the 5th FLOOR Piss POOR Get it how you LIVE We gotta feed the KIDS It IS , what it IS So it ain't, what it AIN'T Going hard in the PAINT To a hitter in the GRAVE What you know about PAIN? We came up the hard WAY Done caused too much HEARTACHE In deep waters - swimming where sharks STAY FAKES become CASTAWAYS....... BLAST the TREY FAST & PRAY....
Why can't I find the real song with the background music anywhere on RU-vid? I just bought the download from Amazon, but I can't find it anywhere on here.
Mesma rotina Abra as Cortinas mentiras atrás de telas que brilha Coisas reais só me inspira, bela monotonia Sentimento verdadeiro é o que me alivia As vzs n dar pra fugir do ciclo Meu espírito continua a rugir Como explico vou terminar rico Sugir Sendo lírico mas será q consigo Sigo nós conformes Não me conformando com o mínimo Curtindo a sensação foda-se a razão eu n to seu raciocínio Cansado das distração que so leva ao declínio Procurando ponto de equilíbrio Eu n conto em quem confio Eu n aponto dedo só puxo gatilho. Guerra lá fora Droga na escola Coroa ora enquanto filho chora Uma leoa mas isso é outra história
This Is My Favorite Hip-Hop Song - Old School Rap Beats - This Can't Be Life - Shawn Corey Carter JAY-Z Feat Dwight Grant Real Beanie Sigel & Brad Jordan Scarface [Produced By Kanye West] [Year: 2000] [Album: Roc La Familia: The Dynasty]
Sitting A cell Like (This can't be life ) Killa Kill Killa Say A well Known Dealer Heart Full pain N den turnt him To a killa (This can't be life ) Watch life get Realer
lf it ain't broken don't fix it l'm not a misfit As long as you know tricks are for kids Straddle the line period Some of us are wicked Not to be confused with defiant Most things are not legit Without any numbing agent Pass those digits All my operations are synergetic Although it's not under terms of operation l plan the topic Stop things that stop it
Es una historia de amor Si hoy puede ser mejor Así solo quiero ver que significa Amarse y donde solo quise ver El escenario perfecto así será todo esto Dónde veas como un amor de locos Si hoy veo entre mis pensamientos Cómo flores de distintos colores Pero si veo haora lo que siempre Está en ti cosas que compartir venimos y donde siempre.
Si amar tan fuerte dime hoy lo que sientes dónde solo están sencillo Cantando con los grillos Si entiendes el sonido de la noche Pues sin hacer voche Deja que tú corazón te diga
Dejo esto claro dónde ya la historia Es lo que a Sido perfecto en este mundo nuestro si sientes que hoy es diferente Deja que las palabras hablen y sea como un padre alguien que solo quiere a nadie
Si el compartir las miradas dónde veas que todo lo se escribe subiendo cada escalón con lo que sabes que existe Así que no estés triste si son cosas de la estreer
Lyrics Listen Main results She's a part time A part time Part time She's a (part time mutha) A part time A part time Part time She's a (part time mutha) Meet cindi, she's twenty-two, lives right on the dope track Used to be fat now weighs less than a tic-tac Now what's that say about, this big epidemic This hypocritical world, and the people in it Now speaking of in it cindi loved to get buckwild Fuck with a smile single file she'll bust nuff styles That would be cool, if she was your lover But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend mother Welfare checks never stepped through the front door Cuz moms would run to the dopeman once more All those days, had me fiending for a hot meal Now i'm a crook, got steel, i do not feel So don't even trip, when i flip, with my thirty-eight Revenge is a bitch, and my hit shake the murder rate Word to the mutha, i'm touched When moms come by, niggaz hush or get rushed Maybe one day she'll recover But what will it take, to shake, or break My part time mutha I gotta live with a part time A part time A part time She's a (part time mutha) A part time A part time She's a (part time mutha) I grew up in a home where no-one liked me Moms would hit the pipe, everynight, she would fight me Poppa was a nasty old man, like the rest He's feeling on my chest, with his hand in my dress Just another pest, and yes i was nervous Blood sensor tests, i just don't deserve this I wanna tell mom, but would she listen She's bound to be bitchin if she hasn't got a fix in So... now i lay me down to sleep Lord don't let him rape me If he does my soul to keep Don't let the devil take me Can't concentrate i contemplate in my classroom Thinkin how my step dad, raped me in the bathroom Every day i make class, and yet i'm missing periods The thought of pregnancy is in my head and now i'm fearing it I gotta tell mom, before she sees me I told her how he g'd me, and she didn't believe me Callin me a slut cuz my butt's kinda big so Still that ain't no way to be talkin to your kids though I can't believe the way you call it Gotta believe in him, and dissin her own daughter Time for me to break and find another That's when i discovered The ways of the days of a part time mutha I got a part time A part time A part time She's a (part time mutha) Part time A part time A part time mutha She's a (part time mutha) I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her She blushed, the clothes came off, and i bust her I'm up now, ready to get drunk on the block Here, take a cab, thanks a lot for the cot She's gone, and i'm thinkin that my game's so strong Pat myself on the back and move on Is this just how it is hell no Cuz she came back with the kid and yo I been payin ever since The clothes the food the cars and oh the rent All of my time gets spent at the workplace No time to kiss her got me list in the first place So i do the dishes and clean the floor When i sleep i can't dream nomore Oh no... now i'm a part time mutha And i, change the diapers and clean the shit The tables are turned i can't take this Oh no... now i'm a part time mutha A part time A part time mutha Now i'm a part time mutha I'm a (part time mutha) A part time A part time Part time Now i'ma (part time mutha) She's a part time A part time mutha He's a part time mutha She's a (part time mutha) A part time A part time A part time Part time mutha A part time A part time mutha Pa-pa-pa-part time
It looses it's focus a little by the third verse but it's so deep...very powerful...very sad it hurts to hear it but I rapped it to this beat and it was dope...I like how the tables turned on it too
