(feat. B-Real)



[Everlast]

SD-50... Soul Assassin collabo... Laugh now motherfucker... HAHAHAHA...

 

[Chorus 1: B-Real]

The only life I know

Is to guide my soul

I take one day, step at a time

To find mine (what)

As we go

Through the blinding road

Inclining

To find me some mo'

 

[Repeat chorus 1]

 

[Chorus 2: Everlast]

For all the runners and the money makers (make that money)

For all the real ones and all the fakers (fake bitches)

For all the stick up kids and life takers (what)

Laugh now, and cry later (cry later)

 

[B-Real]

I laugh at you

And you expect to see a weakness

You triflin' bitches in speeches

You're fucking leaches

Sponges, soakin' up my energy

Pretend to a friend of me

But you stab me in the back

Cold and vengefully

When all I did was pick you up

And put you on 

With the big dons

To lift you up

But you fuckin' spit in my face

And spit venomous words

Used weapons you heard

Would damage my whole world

But you must have mistaken me

For someone else

Because I do to your ass

What you do to yourself

Look into the mirror nigga

What's your reflection?

Are you upset? Full of regret?

What's your intention?

You're a lost one

And now you can't win one

Where you been

You taking it all in son

I see the tears in the eyes of a hater (hater)

You can cry now but you will not smile later

 

[Chorus 1 x2]

 

[Chorus 2]

 

[Chorus 3: Everlast]

For all the lovers and all the haters (keep hatin')

For all the fake ass perpetrators (fake bitches)

For all the pimps that rock they gators (rock that shit)

Laugh now, cry later (cry later)

 

[Everlast]

They sellin' teen dreams

On the TV screens

They got a fund for the gun

And a ghost in the machine

They police the crack fiend

But protect the dealer

Underpay the teacher

Overpay the healer

Rob you with the lawyer

Fuck you with the handgun

Throw you in the lineup

Then arrest the wrong one

Trial you by jury

Throw you in prison

There ain't nothin' to it

It's just the way they do it

Unless you got some money

Cause money makes amends

And sometimes peoples get murdered for friends

Sometimes, one times, lose the evidence

It all depends on how much you spend

It's the land of the free

And the home of the gun

Where they kill for the dollar

And they worship the son

Dear god I really hope I ain't the only one

Laugh now, cry later, when it's said and done

 

[Chorus 1 x2]

 

[Chorus 2]

 

[Chorus 3]

 

[Dante Ross]

Ya, this is one for all those come and go ungrateful punk motherfuckers...

Ya, this is one to grow on... Soul Assassins style... Deadly assassins...

all up in your nugget... Ha... You can't fuck with it...

You just love it... Ha... Fake bitches...