Nas - Life Is What You Make It lyrics

[Nas]
Yo... Ill Will, Ruff Ryders
What, what, sraight like that

You a killer or a hustler, dealer or customer
Gangsta or buster, youngster or old nigga
A weed head, a coke sniffer
You rich or a broke nigga
Know you all relate to this shit that I wrote niggas
Lots of my mans trapped up in a max
Penitentiary, sending me letters I answer back
That eventually, we all be Bentley´ed out
Throwing campaigns, f*ck it I am running for White House
My niggas control Senate, pipe seats jeeps tinted
Mad Lewinsky chicks, some kinky shit
Did dirt now I knew it´d come back one day
So I am on point, strapped, prepared for gunplay
Stared at one face, thought it was beef he looked familiar
Ready to blast, nigga gave me daps said I feel ya
Can´t believe how my life changed
From the hood, the 1st time in my life I can say I did the right thing

Chorus: 4x
Life´s what you make it nigga, I ama make it
No matter what it takes my nigga, we going to take it

[DMX]
Everyday shit, around the way shit got me stressed (what)
So I keep on the vest in case a nigga want to test (uh)
I got no time for games cause I am all grown up
You want to joke nigga? laugh when you get blown up (c´mon)
See how funny it´s when your kids aint got no father
Cause you played it sweet, now you floating in the harbor (for real)
Shit´s hectic, so respect it for your health (what)
Didn´t think it was right, you shoulda checked it yourself (c´mon)
Life´s too short to get caught up in some dumb shit
Wake up one day, 40 yeahrs old on some bum shit
Time flew by, you was too fly to see the light
Everyday it is getting darker then comes the night
Now what? (what) realize that you aint got shit (uh)
Not long ago you was the man on some hot shit
So just peep the flow yo, cause you already in this
Make sure your shit´s right kid & handle your business (uh huh)

Chorus

[Nas]
Make history before you go
F*ck the misery of livin´ po´ we gettin dough
Except the dollars other reasons why I am living yo (why?)
Time is valuable
Low & behold the young, black, & powerful
Got to eat yo, everyday my daughters feet grow
You wack & cheap with the dough, my heat could blow
Payin´ doctors when I am born, a preacher when I am buried
That is why cash is needed for my kids to inherit
Have got to pay just for living, tax life´s a b´ness
If you catch a bad deal, watch your life deminish
Deals made by God & the Devil, & we in it
Pawns in the game, can´t complain or say shit
Just strap up & hold on, hope for the best
Prepare for the worst, no fears or nothing on earth
No tears if I am dumped in a hearse, I would not be the 1st
Nor the last nigga, let´s get this cash nigga

Chorus

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