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<pre><font size='+2'>FACTS OF LIFE lyrics GHETTO MAFIA</font><br>(Wicket)<br />
<br />
I got my Viper ready to kill a nigga<br />
<br />
Standin in my drop with my fingers on my muthafuckin trigger,uh<br />
<br />
This shit is real in this game you gots to pack your steel<br />
<br />
I can remember sellin rocks on the fuckin hill<br />
<br />
I steady keep it cause I`m silent<br />
<br />
Because these niggas in the street <br />
<br />
All they thinkin about is violence<br />
<br />
Jackin your ass for your muthafuckin grip son<br />
<br />
I got my .9 package come get you some<br />
<br />
Niggas get large or straight hoe-out<br />
<br />
But a nigga like the wicked murder [name] will blow your brains out<br />
<br />
Leavin your ass in the gutter<br />
<br />
Everytime I look up I been approached by an undercover<br />
<br />
Tryin to make a fuckin drug trade<br />
<br />
But I`m too damn smart <br />
<br />
That`s how them wickedest nigga stay his pay<br />
<br />
My homie died at a early age<br />
<br />
Since he was black he never made the front page<br />
<br />
Left a son and a pregnant wife<br />
<br />
That`s just another fact in these facts of life<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
(Chorus)<br />
<br />
These are the facts of life<br />
<br />
These are the facts of life<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
(Nino)<br />
<br />
Sippin my grip just smokin on some weed<br />
<br />
I`m thinkin about the nigga [name] rob for some keeps<br />
<br />
My only trade is sellin dope<br />
<br />
So fuck a job and these muthafuckin white folks<br />
<br />
My mama always fussin at me (why?)<br />
<br />
I never had a education now I G.E.D.<br />
<br />
Keep sayin take your ass to trick<br />
<br />
Before a craze muthafucka like myself wind up in a hearse<br />
<br />
Now I`m in jail I got a bail<br />
<br />
Them muthafuckas trudged me with a cell<br />
<br />
So I did four years in the county<br />
<br />
Listenin to these pussy-ass securities<br />
<br />
Stressin me depressin they sendin me crazy<br />
<br />
That`s just a modern day slavery<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
(Chorus)<br />
<br />
These are the facts of life<br />
<br />
These are the facts of life<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
(Wicket)<br />
<br />
Back at your ass with these muthafuckin facts of life<br />
<br />
I pack a .9 nigga you pack a pocket knife<br />
<br />
My younger brother`s in the pen again (why that?)<br />
<br />
Cause he was sleepin with four ki`s in his fuckin benz<br />
<br />
Took everything the nigga owned<br />
<br />
But before he went down he gave me love and his Herringbone<br />
<br />
So now I`m all alone <br />
<br />
The closest friend I got is my fuckin chrome<br />
<br />
I`m ready for the drama<br />
<br />
I`m in so deep can`t even go to see my own mama<br />
<br />
And it`s hard to survive <br />
<br />
When I look at my son I see tears fall from his eyes<br />
<br />
My little boy needs diapers <br />
<br />
My only thoughts of income is jackin niggas with my chrome Viper<br />
<br />
I often reminisce <br />
<br />
Thinkin to myself how did I end up like this<br />
<br />
But I try to live right<br />
<br />
And everytime I tried I got fucked by the facts of life<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
(Chorus) -till end<br />
<br />
These are the facts of life<br />
<br />
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(Wicket)

I got my Viper ready to kill a nigga

Standin in my drop with my fingers on my muthafuckin trigger,uh

This shit is real in this game you gots to pack your steel

I can remember sellin rocks on the fuckin hill

I steady keep it cause I`m silent

Because these niggas in the street

All they thinkin about is violence

Jackin your ass for your muthafuckin grip son

I got my .9 package come get you some

Niggas get large or straight hoe-out

But a nigga like the wicked murder [name] will blow your brains out

Leavin your ass in the gutter

Everytime I look up I been approached by an undercover

Tryin to make a fuckin drug trade

But I`m too damn smart

That`s how them wickedest nigga stay his pay

My homie died at a early age

Since he was black he never made the front page

Left a son and a pregnant wife

That`s just another fact in these facts of life

(Chorus)

These are the facts of life

These are the facts of life

(Nino)

Sippin my grip just smokin on some weed

I`m thinkin about the nigga [name] rob for some keeps

My only trade is sellin dope

So fuck a job and these muthafuckin white folks

My mama always fussin at me (why?)

I never had a education now I G.E.D.

Keep sayin take your ass to trick

Before a craze muthafucka like myself wind up in a hearse

Now I`m in jail I got a bail

Them muthafuckas trudged me with a cell

So I did four years in the county

Listenin to these pussy-ass securities

Stressin me depressin they sendin me crazy

That`s just a modern day slavery

(Chorus)

These are the facts of life

These are the facts of life

(Wicket)

Back at your ass with these muthafuckin facts of life

I pack a .9 nigga you pack a pocket knife

My younger brother`s in the pen again (why that?)

Cause he was sleepin with four ki`s in his fuckin benz

Took everything the nigga owned

But before he went down he gave me love and his Herringbone

So now I`m all alone

The closest friend I got is my fuckin chrome

I`m ready for the drama

I`m in so deep can`t even go to see my own mama

And it`s hard to survive

When I look at my son I see tears fall from his eyes

My little boy needs diapers

My only thoughts of income is jackin niggas with my chrome Viper

I often reminisce

Thinkin to myself how did I end up like this

But I try to live right

And everytime I tried I got fucked by the facts of life

(Chorus) -till end

These are the facts of life

These are the facts of life

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