The Play

Life is hard
Don't play with mine
I'll get rid of your body
Be hard to find
Life is hard
Don't play with mine
I'll get rid of your body
Be hard to find

They hated Jesus
This is no lies or thesis
So who am I
Kicking the shit with no prosthesis
The one that didn't lose focus
And peeps all their secrets
And the opps in the
Uber ride
Coming to shit on you like feces
Curbside
This is never descent
They come with their foolish pride
Not even certified
Still, no jewels shall I hide
I'm certified
In the Bible, the first ones died
Now I'm transmogrified
Standing my ground
With my foolish pride
Now the tables turn
I got the drop
I'm hands down
Don't you dare cry
I'll kill your pride
Asking for mercy
Asking will you die
Ask your God in the skies
Say a prayer for your clergy
I got land in Jersey
To hide the corpse without
Controversy
Still, I strike like Robin Van Persie
I love when your girl's curtsy
Now this gesture is worthy
I've been gangsta
Before the term
After this practice
You'll still get burned

Life is hard
Don't play with mines
I'll get rid of your body
Be hard to find
Life is hard
Don't play with mines
I'll get rid of your body
Be hard to find
Life is hard
Don't play with mines
I'll get rid of your body
Be hard to find
Life is hard
Don't play with mines
I'll get rid of your body
Be hard to find

Now play your position
Tell your bitch the pole is missing
How long have you been sitting
It's my intuition
He's dead if they went fishing
Burn everything in the kitchen
No wishes can change the vision
You know the new plan
For a corrupted mission
We got burn bags
And sharps containers
Narks easily blame us
Now we have translators
So what you say
Can make you famous
Dead or alive
I can't blend in with the invaders
I'm a creator
Existing next to neighbors
I'm never stressed to get paper
I refused a picture with the mayor
Then hired tapers
So I could paint your house
When it goes bad in the courthouse
Cause we can never ride in no clubhouse
I'll put you under the platform
Your standing on now with a roundhouse
A quarter mill in the townhouse
Eight thousand
Monthly on the steakhouse
Three thousand for a doghouse
Sixteen racks to get cousin out the madhouse

Life is hard
Don't play with mines
I'll get rid of your body
Be hard to find
Life is hard
Don't play with mines
I'll get rid of your body
Be hard to find
Life is hard
Don't play with mines
I'll get rid of your body
Be hard to find
Life is hard
Don't play with mines
I'll get rid of your body
Be hard to find



Credits
Writer(s): Croesus Ecelugich
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