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Life as a Shorty Lyrics by Shyheim

The Lost Generation

1996

[4 x Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough]

[Intro]
Thug niggas bounce to this
Only thug niggas bounce to this, word up
I don't want no fruitcake-ass Milli Vanilli niggas bouncin' to this shit right here
Word up, strictly hardcore only, check it

[Verse 1]
Gunshots, they travel throughout my projects quickly
I stay thuggin', for pray the god that none hits me
Me and my peoples we swarm in packs
Some rap others sell crack, to get stacks of the green paper
We move makers, lex and landcruisers takers
Block vacators, thugs that run 5 acres of land
Flooded with dealers who kill for grams
It's the street life, baby you wouldn't understand nothing
Getting my hustle on, just 8 to 10
But here I go again, cause recreation programs
They makin' me no grands
So much stress on my mind I can just kill a man

[2 x Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough]

[Verse 2]
I never knew my own dad when I was young he broke out
That's when my mom got smoked out
And I took the street route, I hung around with real gangstas
Playas and hustlas, I guess they liked my style a lot
So they took a little nigga under the wing
Eventually I started slingin' white shit
No time for school cause the hours didn't mix
So sleep late at night most nights I didn't even sleep
That's how I got caught up, and sold a dime to the beast
They offered me a 1 to 3, hahaa , I do a bullet
Traded in my gats for greens that's how the state do it
I'm movin' ain't no joking get your muthafuckin' dosage
So when you and the penal don't be acting like no biaaatch

[4 x Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough]

[Verse 3]
I'm seventeen now (Thank God), and eligible for parole
I see the board in a month, hopefully I be home
I'm kinda anxious, I ain't seen my friends in a year
My moms OD'd, and when I think about it, it brings tears
But I'm a young man that gotta change his lifestyle
Get a job and calm down, it ain't easy as it sounds
I gotta have some fast money, fuck flippin' burgers everyday
I been to town house, I get it slingin' yay
Anybody in my way I'm blastin', fuck the peace
'Cause there's a war upon the streets
No south west or east, all my niggas in the struggle
Hold your head and get the cream
Big guns, money and pussy be the US ghetto dream

[Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough ...]
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Shyheim

Shyheim

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"Life as a Shorty" appears on "The Lost Generation" in 1996.

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