Tytuł: Facts Of Life

• Wykonawca: Cam'Ron
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  [Juelz Santana]
  Lemme see you do this
  C'mon, lemme tell you about the facts of life
  
  [Chorus: Theme song from "Facts of Life"]
  You take the good, you take the bad
  You take em both and there you have
  The facts of life, the facts of life
  
  You take the good, you take the bad
  You take em both and there you have
  The facts of life, the facts of life
  
  [Juelz Santana]
  Aiyyo I tried to take the good, I tried to take the bad
  I tried to take em both man, look what I have - nothin
  Look what I'm stuck with, dirty streets corrupted
  Nothin to do but sell drugs to the public - fuck it
  I'm on these corners hustlin eighths of crack
  From the day to the night, to the day come back
  and these hoes'll try to get you for cribs and get you for loot
  Stick you with kids you didn't produce
  Sorry lady but I'm just spittin the truth
  Yeah I know niggaz do creep shit too - fuck em
  See it's a fact niggaz is dogs
  Just like it's a fact that if I can't rap, I'm in the kitchen whippin the raw
  Gettin it hard on the corners, dishin it off
  Hopin the cops never catch me and ship me up north
  The hustle's inside me, no one or nothin can guide me
  Stuck in this lobby with crack, that's my life, that's the facts, c'mon
  
  [Chorus]
  
  [Cam'ron]
  Killa, facts of life, facts of life, facts of life
  I got a ROC habit, I copped karits, how could I not have it?
  Ice drippin down my neck, even the lock lavish
  But my most prized possession - cop badges
  That I got from a scuffle with these cop bastards
  I unlock handcuffs, my cockmatics
  I don't wanna talk to y'all if ya not attics
  I'm not average, my old school, stop passed it
  Seen my principal, showed off my fox fabric
  No hard feelings though sir, got passed it
  See y'all failed me in math but I got passed it
  Guns, credit cards dog - got plastic
  When I floss in the street, man I stop traffic
  You should stop carriage and pay homage
  How I got cabbage I tell you I love you ma, it's not marriage
  But hell wit the speech you spit
  You'll have ya own beach and six and that's the fact of life
  
  [Chorus 2x]
  
  [Juelz Santana]
  Yo, now you could catch me holla'n at every bitch walkin my way like "Hey"
  Ma, you feel like talkin today?
  My name is Juelz, I promise I will feed you the ice
  If anything I'll teach you, I lead you though life
  I'll tell you not to go down that 11th street pad
  I'll keep you from the losers and deadbeat dads
  I'm just tryna live the facts of my life
  But I realized, yo it's just a few facts in my life
  This rap, this mic, this pack I got strapped in my Nikes
  Damn my ankle hurt, these straps is too tight
  
  [Cam'ron]
  I know just how it is dog, I'm still pitchin
  Right around the corner from Bill Clinton
  Beef and brocllii's on, you know the grill chickens
  You need sixteen, Cam is down
  How you want it - rhymes, O's, grams or pounds?
  Come though ban-damn it down
  Putcha hammers down, from now on its Santana's town
  
  [Juelz Santana]
  You take the coke, you take the bake
  You shake and scrape and there you have
  The crack and right, the crack and right
  You hit the block with the rock, watch for cops and there you get
  The stacks in life, stacks in life
  Mommy always said "Will you ever grow up"
  I think I'll never grow up, I think I'd rather blow up
  Cuz I love to run the streets, chasin ladies, gettin money
  That's a matter of fact, life's a matter of fact
  Cuz when you liivviinn up to ya dreeaamms
  I'll show what my hood's about, I'll tell you what my hood's about
  When you liivviinn up to ya dreeaamms
  I'll show what my hood's about, I'll tell you what my hood's about