Cam`ron F- Juelz Santana Facts Of Life Lyrics

Facts Of Life Lyrics

[Juelz Santana]

 Lemme see you do this

 C'mon, lemme tell you about the facts of life

 

 [Chorus: Theme song from "Facts of Life"]

 You take the good, you take the bad

 You take em both and there you have

 The facts of life, the facts of life

 

 You take the good, you take the bad

 You take em both and there you have

 The facts of life, the facts of life

 

 [Juelz Santana]

 Aiyyo I tried to take the good, I tried to take the bad

 I tried to take em both man, look what I have - nothin

 Look what I'm stuck with, dirty streets corrupted

 Nothin to do but sell drugs to the public - fuck it

 I'm on these corners hustlin eighths of crack

 From the day to the night, to the day come back

 and these hoes'll try to get you for cribs and get you for loot

 Stick you with kids you didn't produce

 Sorry lady but I'm just spittin the truth

 Yeah I know niggaz do creep shit too - fuck em

 See it's a fact niggaz is dogs

 Just like it's a fact that if I can't rap, I'm in the kitchen whippin the
raw

 Gettin it hard on the corners, dishin it off

 Hopin the cops never catch me and ship me up north

 The hustle's inside me, no one or nothin can guide me

 Stuck in this lobby with crack, that's my life, that's the facts, c'mon

 

 [Chorus]

 

 [Cam'ron]

 Killa, facts of life, facts of life, facts of life

 I got a ROC habit, I copped karits, how could I not have it?

 Ice drippin down my neck, even the lock lavish

 But my most prized possession - cop badges

 That I got from a scuffle with these cop bastards

 I unlock handcuffs, my cockmatics

 I don't wanna talk to y'all if ya not attics

 I'm not average, my old school, stop passed it

 Seen my principal, showed off my fox fabric

 No hard feelings though sir, got passed it

 See y'all failed me in math but I got passed it

 Guns, credit cards dog - got plastic

 When I floss in the street, man I stop traffic

 You should stop carriage and pay homage

 How I got cabbage I tell you I love you ma, it's not marriage

 But hell wit the speech you spit

 You'll have ya own beach and six and that's the fact of life

 

 [Chorus 2x]

 

 [Juelz Santana]

 Yo, now you could catch me holla'n at every bitch walkin my way like "Hey"

 Ma, you feel like talkin today?

 My name is Juelz, I promise I will feed you the ice

 If anything I'll teach you, I lead you though life

 I'll tell you not to go down that 11th street pad

 I'll keep you from the losers and deadbeat dads

 I'm just tryna live the facts of my life

 But I realized, yo it's just a few facts in my life

 This rap, this mic, this pack I got strapped in my Nikes

 Damn my ankle hurt, these straps is too tight

 

 [Cam'ron]

 I know just how it is dog, I'm still pitchin

 Right around the corner from Bill Clinton

 Beef and brocllii's on, you know the grill chickens

 You need sixteen, Cam is down

 How you want it - rhymes, O's, grams or pounds?

 Come though ban-damn it down

 Putcha hammers down, from now on its Santana's town

 

 [Juelz Santana]

 You take the coke, you take the bake

 You shake and scrape and there you have

 The crack and right, the crack and right

 You hit the block with the rock, watch for cops and there you get

 The stacks in life, stacks in life

 Mommy always said "Will you ever grow up"

 I think I'll never grow up, I think I'd rather blow up

 Cuz I love to run the streets, chasin ladies, gettin money

 That's a matter of fact, life's a matter of fact

 Cuz when you liivviinn up to ya dreeaamms

 I'll show what my hood's about, I'll tell you what my hood's about

 When you liivviinn up to ya dreeaamms

 I'll show what my hood's about, I'll tell you what my hood's about