[Verse 1: Coolio Da' Unda' Dogg]
Life ain't cool and nobody can't fool me and tell me it is
Man, 'cause I don't see many kids
Homeless and on this, so moments upon this Earth
They never really lived a life worth livin' for
And given no time to think, the man will go find a drink
To sink his worries 'cause a flurry your mind'll blink
Ladies havin' babies goin' crazy 'cause they lazy and wild
And children lives a lifestyle so foul
While their father's on death row, and he just left, so
The mother's all alone, on her own
My young homie got shot and he died on the spot
Man, it's not right, and evеry time I'm under the spotlight
It's not quitе the same 'cause he always said "The game is thick"
I love The Mac, he helped me out in this
Man, it's crazy, time seems to phase me
In so many ways, as I see many days go by
Then I wonder why life is so confusin'
It could be more amusin', I guess there's no choosin'
A route that you're gonna take, better than the one you make
Things are so flake, my mama shakin' like the earthquake
My little homie only thrill is to grind
These are the realest times, that's why I feel it's the time
For the Black to adapt to livin' phat
And eatin' at a soul food restaurant place, while on your face
A fat grin, pinned on your chin, money to spend
And a brother stayin' outta the pen, you know
It ain't nothin' but reality, make it happen
And who's to say that Coolio is gonna make it rappin'
Life ain't cool and nobody can't fool me and tell me it is
Man, 'cause I don't see many kids
Homeless and on this, so moments upon this Earth
They never really lived a life worth livin' for
And given no time to think, the man will go find a drink
To sink his worries 'cause a flurry your mind'll blink
Ladies havin' babies goin' crazy 'cause they lazy and wild
And children lives a lifestyle so foul
While their father's on death row, and he just left, so
The mother's all alone, on her own
My young homie got shot and he died on the spot
Man, it's not right, and evеry time I'm under the spotlight
It's not quitе the same 'cause he always said "The game is thick"
I love The Mac, he helped me out in this
Man, it's crazy, time seems to phase me
In so many ways, as I see many days go by
Then I wonder why life is so confusin'
It could be more amusin', I guess there's no choosin'
A route that you're gonna take, better than the one you make
Things are so flake, my mama shakin' like the earthquake
My little homie only thrill is to grind
These are the realest times, that's why I feel it's the time
For the Black to adapt to livin' phat
And eatin' at a soul food restaurant place, while on your face
A fat grin, pinned on your chin, money to spend
And a brother stayin' outta the pen, you know
It ain't nothin' but reality, make it happen
And who's to say that Coolio is gonna make it rappin'
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