Art Imitates Life (feat. Black Thought & Rah Digga)
Let's toast to paid mortgages, lastin marriages
Tina Farris's pay King to Paris is
livin long, makin my kids heirs and heiresses
The family crest, the legacy, the heritage
I'm out of Philly where the extasy and syrup is
And we don't need Theraflu, we need therapists
Them never-endin pursuit of them dead presidents
is the reason I got the band back together bitch!
Yeah, it's me and spawn, and his G in Tron[?]
North side, Bomb Squad, Eric Vietnam
If you don't see it like I see it then you see it wrong
We October 3rd niggaz like me and Kwe'
Life got me in a state on the interstate
And all I'm thinkin 'bout is what's up on my dinner plate
Meanwhile I make your girls hyperventilate
Probably cause I live the kind of life art imitate
That's my art in your eyes, my life in your hands
We living next door to the Aquilius again
Pardon me fam
But I'mma show you how it is
I'mma show you how we get in
Welcome to God fourth mass like anonymous
Passport pimping like I'm going outta town to flip
The ass for a symbol with the cops hopping out of whips
Bath salt niggas with the zombies apocalypse
I'm blessed cause my afterlife is the studio
This rappers life is gangster's paradise like I'm Coolio
That's what a few believe like a doobie roll
We off of that Patrón, we sipping the Don Julio
You talking shit? we don't need the chatter
Opinions are like assholes, not everybody fecal matter
So they straining to push it out, put they foot in their mouth
That's when I'm letting the Brooklyn out when they pull it out
Better let it off cause you set it off
The music that's creating a movement like it's December 4th
Threw away the dark meat but they ate the white
Animated like it's kind of darklit it's my wicked life
It imitate my life
Yeah, y'all keeping it 3hunnid, we keeping it 360
Coming full circle echelon don emcees with me
Tired of saying I'm the best, I won't waste another breath
Heard lyrics coming back, I say it never left
Y'all just catching up, so slow to come around
Ice-T gave ya cliff notes, I ain't gotta dumb it down
Cause I read the book, made the movie and I edit this
All while I be living it, and set the precedence
And get the presidents, fuck all the chit chat
Might hear the click clack, and I'mma diss back
Married to the game get the rice out Riff Raff
Nice being self employed, ain't gotta kiss ass
I ain't gotta slim fast, smack a ho with a love handle
Dare you to say you ain't a fan boo, roll a bamboo
Life imitating art imitating life, show you how the fam do
Tina Farris's pay King to Paris is
livin long, makin my kids heirs and heiresses
The family crest, the legacy, the heritage
I'm out of Philly where the extasy and syrup is
And we don't need Theraflu, we need therapists
Them never-endin pursuit of them dead presidents
is the reason I got the band back together bitch!
Yeah, it's me and spawn, and his G in Tron[?]
North side, Bomb Squad, Eric Vietnam
If you don't see it like I see it then you see it wrong
We October 3rd niggaz like me and Kwe'
Life got me in a state on the interstate
And all I'm thinkin 'bout is what's up on my dinner plate
Meanwhile I make your girls hyperventilate
Probably cause I live the kind of life art imitate
That's my art in your eyes, my life in your hands
We living next door to the Aquilius again
Pardon me fam
But I'mma show you how it is
I'mma show you how we get in
Welcome to God fourth mass like anonymous
Passport pimping like I'm going outta town to flip
The ass for a symbol with the cops hopping out of whips
Bath salt niggas with the zombies apocalypse
I'm blessed cause my afterlife is the studio
This rappers life is gangster's paradise like I'm Coolio
That's what a few believe like a doobie roll
We off of that Patrón, we sipping the Don Julio
You talking shit? we don't need the chatter
Opinions are like assholes, not everybody fecal matter
So they straining to push it out, put they foot in their mouth
That's when I'm letting the Brooklyn out when they pull it out
Better let it off cause you set it off
The music that's creating a movement like it's December 4th
Threw away the dark meat but they ate the white
Animated like it's kind of darklit it's my wicked life
It imitate my life
Yeah, y'all keeping it 3hunnid, we keeping it 360
Coming full circle echelon don emcees with me
Tired of saying I'm the best, I won't waste another breath
Heard lyrics coming back, I say it never left
Y'all just catching up, so slow to come around
Ice-T gave ya cliff notes, I ain't gotta dumb it down
Cause I read the book, made the movie and I edit this
All while I be living it, and set the precedence
And get the presidents, fuck all the chit chat
Might hear the click clack, and I'mma diss back
Married to the game get the rice out Riff Raff
Nice being self employed, ain't gotta kiss ass
I ain't gotta slim fast, smack a ho with a love handle
Dare you to say you ain't a fan boo, roll a bamboo
Life imitating art imitating life, show you how the fam do
Credits
Writer(s): Talib Kweli, ? Jackson, Daniels, Fisher, - Trotter
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