[Chorus 1:]
My body wants you (Life)
My body needs you (Life)
And if there was a way
I could keep you forever
Then I would have you
(Life)
[Chorus 2:]
Life is what you make it
No matter low the cake get
Or how high the stakes get
You got to take it
Some be on some snake shit
Others’ futures is vacant
[Oh jay glit?]
Those the thoughts that I wake with
[Chorus 1]
[Verse 1:]
I wanna rock off the dome
Rock written poem
Rock in cars, clubs, and homes
‘Til everything I’m spitting is known
‘Til I’m written in stone
Got rhymes running through my head
While I’m sitting alone
The Queen with glimpses of thrones
My imagination takes me to other places
In God’s creation
Sometimes I switch to jazz stations
To try to help my patience
Tested with stress from this crazy life I live
Nevertheless, keep my attitude positive
My prerogative is always to have a pot to piss in
If I get shitted on by the biz
Watching this statuesque check holder
Drop to this as you rest in your Rover
The Remy and Amaretto
Got me high like falsetto
Sexy in stilettos
Trooping through the ghetto
Let me head go with my feet
Can’t peddle ‘til my bread grow
Too much in me to ever settle
My body wants you (Life)
My body needs you (Life)
And if there was a way
I could keep you forever
Then I would have you
(Life)
[Chorus 2:]
Life is what you make it
No matter low the cake get
Or how high the stakes get
You got to take it
Some be on some snake shit
Others’ futures is vacant
[Oh jay glit?]
Those the thoughts that I wake with
[Chorus 1]
[Verse 1:]
I wanna rock off the dome
Rock written poem
Rock in cars, clubs, and homes
‘Til everything I’m spitting is known
‘Til I’m written in stone
Got rhymes running through my head
While I’m sitting alone
The Queen with glimpses of thrones
My imagination takes me to other places
In God’s creation
Sometimes I switch to jazz stations
To try to help my patience
Tested with stress from this crazy life I live
Nevertheless, keep my attitude positive
My prerogative is always to have a pot to piss in
If I get shitted on by the biz
Watching this statuesque check holder
Drop to this as you rest in your Rover
The Remy and Amaretto
Got me high like falsetto
Sexy in stilettos
Trooping through the ghetto
Let me head go with my feet
Can’t peddle ‘til my bread grow
Too much in me to ever settle
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