Royce Da 5'9" - Life's a b**h lyrics

[Intro: ElZhi] Let's keep it real yo and count this money Put the Grants up in the safe cause we spendin' the Jacksons Washington's go to wifey, that's what it's all about right [Verse 1: Royce da 5'9"] Visualizin' the realism of life in actuality Everything I write is like a fatality I'm a pattern-punishing painter with a pen Got a style kinda like sodomy cause I'm an*l with the way I get it in I'm a maneuver with the mic, like Drano Moving through a pipe, I'm insane-o You can lose your life, I'm biblical with this lyrical ability Respected I'm here to get rid of these records Get checks and fill up facilities I ain't sounding like no man I ain't holding no dynamite, I just got dino might in both hands n***a this is Elmatic I'm with a chick with her tail tatted She at Chanel baggin', pill addict Ill, I'm still at it For real status and you gon' be a vegetable unless you got you a steel cabbage I woke up early in the mornin' Dressed in black yawnin' said two of the best is back Early in the mornin' Dressed in black yawnin' said two of the best is back [Refrain] Life's a b**h and then you die; that's why we get high Cause you never know when you're gonna go Life's a b**h and then you die; that's why we puff lye Cause you never know when you're gonna go Life's a b**h and then you die; that's why we get high Cause you never know when you're gonna go Life's a b**h and then you die; that's why we puff lye [Verse 2: Elzhi] I got rhymes 365 days annual plus some Get a rush from how they bust, swear they was leakin' puss from I don't deal with hoes nor trust scum And treat money like p**y, if I f** it off then it must come (cum) I stay fixed on lines that make your mind play tricks When they mix, even my basics sound like The Matrix I'm more vivid than Michael Bay flicks What I say tricks, then it lay clicks to rest like God after day six They left fallin' from missin' they opportunity At the door nor d**h's callin now they breath's stallin' And who could touch me, f** who you read about And haters, I weed ‘em out the same way I do my dutchie I'm a maniac on track the way a train react With smart bombs for dummies And Dum Dums for braniacs They only have a few minutes of fame They caught flame and my pen is to blame I get it in when you pretend it's a game The way racquetball and tennis became the game's finish Nine outta ten is exchange And I'm tremendous, it goes without sayin' With my pen insert, it's sort of introvert It's not about playin' [Hook x2] [Stokley Williams] The time has come for us to stop messin' around Cause once you know that I like having you around in my life Oh baby So many times I want to hold you I want to say I love you softly in your ear Oh baby Don't keep runnin' My heart is yearning for your love Keep runnin' Can't keep runnin' in and outta my life [Repeat x5]