SaturdayNightTracks - My Life Be Like (Redub) lyrics

[Hook: Grits] My life be like Ooh aah (yeah), ooh ooh My life be like (yeah) Ooh aah, ooh aah (yeah), ooh ooh Ooh aah (yeah), ooh ooh My life be like (yeah) Ooh aah, ooh aah (yeah), ooh ooh My life be like (yeah) [Chorus (over hook): Grits] It's times like these that make me say Lord if you see me please come my way Leavin' bread crumbs for when I stray Rely on sacrifice and the price you paid Feel me like a fingertip (fa-finger tip, fa-finger tip) Sometimes I fall I slip My heartfelt desire be more like you Tryin' not to quench your fire with the things I do [Verse 1: Fabian] Now if you heard this song before then the words don't really matter But we rebuilding the lyrics like an iambic pentameter Climb the ladder, cut the chatter, like the ones who stepping up to batter Batter, swing, wearing bling, but threw away everything The haters building up to the point where we see 'em and anoint Their coin, for helping me rise up to this joint Where I can look down and just laugh, like I'm looking down at trash And the trash is looking back, but their look is simply whack And the whack is coming back, to reflect back on this track And I ain't trying to talk smack, but you haters better stand back Recuperate at last, your opinion was not asked Lyrics ringing hard with cla**, while air flows out your a** [Chorus (over hook): Grits] It's times like these that make me say Lord if you see me please come my way Leavin' bread crumbs for when I stray Rely on sacrifice and the price you paid Feel me like a fingertip (fa-finger tip, fa-finger tip) Sometimes I fall I slip My heartfelt desire be more like you Tryin' not to quench your fire with the things I do [Verse 2: Silvan] My fine crime mind, making these divine rhymes shine Sublime prime lines, making the sh** shine through, no matter the strive I'm the kingpin of any ink pen or pencil, I'm bi-utensil detrimental penicillin villain Raising the ceiling, ill and mental Right now, the endpoint of my pen point is writing, pointing towards the page (aye) The page that's filled pa**ionately with compa**ion Coming out of this microphone and forever lasting Man your raps stink (they stink), I admit I need therapy And you need to shrink (b**h) With this intuitive brain made out of the melted fluid of fluent calculated mathematics that made it into it I shake the hate by subtracting the haters hate and swallowing up the last haterade While I multiply the interest rate of Bill Gates' net worth and his entire life estate by the exponentials of eighty thousand and eight And become one of the greats (Eminem flow, go) But tuff luck for me, I'm up again till three, trynna flee my conscience It's really a mess she got me in, she got me like I need to flee Man I plead guilty, I really need some tee Try to fall the f** to sleep, hoping I won't count the sheep Haters back off me (me) (*chuckle* life) [Chorus (over hook): Grits] It's times like these that make me say Lord if you see me please come my way Leavin' bread crumbs for when I stray Rely on sacrifice and the price you paid Feel me like a fingertip (fa-finger tip, fa-finger tip) Sometimes I fall I slip My heartfelt desire be more like you Tryin' not to quench your fire with the things I do [Verse 3: Fabian, Silvan, & tobyMac] Fabian: My life be like a circle, while not circular in shape You can bet that we'll come back like this mixtape I mean it's just stuff for fun why can't you understand That this isn't super serious this isn't our main plan But to be honest I'm not the one to talk about so I'll pa** the mic so we can go on to talk about Silvan: Ramble on with the spit (*spit*) Punch the pamphlet Going on and on about this one topic that people commit (quit) (Just quit it) TobyMac: (So why oh why do I trip and stumble? 
And ooh aah as commitment crumbles? 
I can't believe that I'm here again....) [Chorus (over hook): Grits] It's times like these that make me say Lord if you see me please come my way Leavin' bread crumbs for when I stray Rely on sacrifice and the price you paid Feel me like a fingertip (fa-finger tip, fa-finger tip) Sometimes I fall I slip My heartfelt desire be more like you Tryin' not to quench your fire with the things I do It's times like these that make me say Lord if you see me please come my way Leavin' bread crumbs for when I stray Rely on sacrifice and the price you paid Feel me like a fingertip (fa-finger tip, fa-finger tip) Sometimes I fall I slip My heartfelt desire be more like you Tryin' not to quench your fire with the things I do Fa-finger tip, fa-finger tip Fa-finger tip, fa-finger tip My life be like Fa-finger tip, fa-finger tip Fa-finger tip, fa-finger tip Ma-ma-my life be like Fa-finger tip, fa-finger tip Fa-finger tip, fa-finger tip My life be like Fa-finger tip, fa-finger tip Fa-finger tip, fa-finger tip My life be like