Lirik Lagu Facts Of Life - Cam'ron
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[Juelz Santana]Lemme see you do thisC'mon, lemme tell you about the facts of life
[Chorus: Theme song from "Facts of Life"]You take the good, you take the badYou take em both and there you haveThe facts of life, the facts of life
You take the good, you take the badYou take em both and there you haveThe facts of life, the facts of life
[Juelz Santana]Aiyyo I tried to take the good, I tried to take the badI tried to take em both man, look what I have - nothinLook what I'm stuck with, dirty streets corruptedNothin to do but sell drugs to the public - fuck itI'm on these corners hustlin eighths of crackFrom the day to the night, to the day come backand these hoes'll try to get you for cribs and get you for lootStick you with kids you didn't produceSorry lady but I'm just spittin the truthYeah I know niggaz do creep shit too - fuck emSee it's a fact niggaz is dogsJust like it's a fact that if I can't rap, I'm in the kitchen whippin the rawGettin it hard on the corners, dishin it offHopin the cops never catch me and ship me up northThe hustle's inside me, no one or nothin can guide meStuck 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 lifeI got a ROC habit, I copped karits, how could I not have it?Ice drippin down my neck, even the lock lavishBut my most prized possession - cop badgesThat I got from a scuffle with these cop bastardsI unlock handcuffs, my cockmaticsI don't wanna talk to y'all if ya not atticsI'm not average, my old school, stop passed itSeen my principal, showed off my fox fabricNo hard feelings though sir, got passed itSee y'all failed me in math but I got passed itGuns, credit cards dog - got plasticWhen I floss in the street, man I stop trafficYou should stop carriage and pay homageHow I got cabbage I tell you I love you ma, it's not marriageBut hell wit the speech you spitYou'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 iceIf anything I'll teach you, I lead you though lifeI'll tell you not to go down that 11th street padI'll keep you from the losers and deadbeat dadsI'm just tryna live the facts of my lifeBut I realized, yo it's just a few facts in my lifeThis rap, this mic, this pack I got strapped in my NikesDamn my ankle hurt, these straps is too tight
[Cam'ron]I know just how it is dog, I'm still pitchinRight around the corner from Bill ClintonBeef and brocllii's on, you know the grill chickensYou need sixteen, Cam is downHow you want it - rhymes, O's, grams or pounds?Come though ban-damn it downPutcha hammers down, from now on its Santana's town
[Juelz Santana]You take the coke, you take the bakeYou shake and scrape and there you haveThe crack and right, the crack and rightYou hit the block with the rock, watch for cops and there you getThe stacks in life, stacks in lifeMommy always said "Will you ever grow up"I think I'll never grow up, I think I'd rather blow upCuz I love to run the streets, chasin ladies, gettin moneyThat's a matter of fact, life's a matter of factCuz when you liivviinn up to ya dreeaammsI'll show what my hood's about, I'll tell you what my hood's aboutWhen you liivviinn up to ya dreeaammsI'll show what my hood's about, I'll tell you what my hood's about
[Chorus: Theme song from "Facts of Life"]You take the good, you take the badYou take em both and there you haveThe facts of life, the facts of life
You take the good, you take the badYou take em both and there you haveThe facts of life, the facts of life
[Juelz Santana]Aiyyo I tried to take the good, I tried to take the badI tried to take em both man, look what I have - nothinLook what I'm stuck with, dirty streets corruptedNothin to do but sell drugs to the public - fuck itI'm on these corners hustlin eighths of crackFrom the day to the night, to the day come backand these hoes'll try to get you for cribs and get you for lootStick you with kids you didn't produceSorry lady but I'm just spittin the truthYeah I know niggaz do creep shit too - fuck emSee it's a fact niggaz is dogsJust like it's a fact that if I can't rap, I'm in the kitchen whippin the rawGettin it hard on the corners, dishin it offHopin the cops never catch me and ship me up northThe hustle's inside me, no one or nothin can guide meStuck 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 lifeI got a ROC habit, I copped karits, how could I not have it?Ice drippin down my neck, even the lock lavishBut my most prized possession - cop badgesThat I got from a scuffle with these cop bastardsI unlock handcuffs, my cockmaticsI don't wanna talk to y'all if ya not atticsI'm not average, my old school, stop passed itSeen my principal, showed off my fox fabricNo hard feelings though sir, got passed itSee y'all failed me in math but I got passed itGuns, credit cards dog - got plasticWhen I floss in the street, man I stop trafficYou should stop carriage and pay homageHow I got cabbage I tell you I love you ma, it's not marriageBut hell wit the speech you spitYou'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 iceIf anything I'll teach you, I lead you though lifeI'll tell you not to go down that 11th street padI'll keep you from the losers and deadbeat dadsI'm just tryna live the facts of my lifeBut I realized, yo it's just a few facts in my lifeThis rap, this mic, this pack I got strapped in my NikesDamn my ankle hurt, these straps is too tight
[Cam'ron]I know just how it is dog, I'm still pitchinRight around the corner from Bill ClintonBeef and brocllii's on, you know the grill chickensYou need sixteen, Cam is downHow you want it - rhymes, O's, grams or pounds?Come though ban-damn it downPutcha hammers down, from now on its Santana's town
[Juelz Santana]You take the coke, you take the bakeYou shake and scrape and there you haveThe crack and right, the crack and rightYou hit the block with the rock, watch for cops and there you getThe stacks in life, stacks in lifeMommy always said "Will you ever grow up"I think I'll never grow up, I think I'd rather blow upCuz I love to run the streets, chasin ladies, gettin moneyThat's a matter of fact, life's a matter of factCuz when you liivviinn up to ya dreeaammsI'll show what my hood's about, I'll tell you what my hood's aboutWhen you liivviinn up to ya dreeaammsI'll show what my hood's about, I'll tell you what my hood's about
