[Styles talking] 

My life.. Pharoahe Monch.. Ayatollah.. 

Holiday Styles.. Double R.. Rawkus Records.. 

Pharoahe talk to 'em.. let 'em try to understand.. 

Let 'em try.. let 'em try now... 



[Chorus: Pharoahe] 

My life is all I have 

My rhymes, my pen, my pad 

And I done made it through the struggle, don't judge me 

What you say now, won't budge me 

Cuz where I come from, so often 

People you grew up with, layin in a coffin 

But I done made it through the pain in spite 

It's my time now, my world, my life 

My life... 



[Styles] 

Is based on, lightin blunts, loadin guns 

tellin my lawyers to get the case gone [uh-huh] 

I need the bills that the presidents got they face on 

so I can switch my residence - get a truck and a Lex 

Fuck a check, I no longer have to wait for 'em 

I made a couple ends, lost a couple friends 

I light a blunt cuz never will the struggle end 

So you can judge a nigga, but you ain't got it, you ain't in the role 

so you really can't budge a nigga - you oughta love a nigga 

For the fact that it's my world and my life but still I'm a rugged nigga 

They say you buggin nigga, fuck it, I'm a thuggin nigga 

You talkin bullshit then kick it with another nigga 

I got a bigger bed and I need a cover nigga 

And I ain't got friends - I got enemies 

So if they with me, then that means they my brother niggaz 



[Chorus: Pharoahe] 

My life is all I have 

My rhymes, my pen, my pad 

And I done made it through the struggle, don't judge me 

What you say now, won't budge me 

Cuz where I come from, so often 

People you grew up with, layin in a coffin 

But I done made it through the pain in spite 

It's my time now, my world, my life 

My life... 



[Styles] 

Is a blunt to the head, a prayer for the dead 

Run around hustlin, scared of the feds 

They said death is eternal sleep 

but the only thing is you ain't really sure if you prepared for the bed 

So often we get merked in the head, instead of big money 

They got big momma hurtin instead 

My life is makin the verse - but the handcuffs 

the bullpens, the jail cells is makin it worse 

Tell mom I don't go to the church - tell Haq I dont' go to Mosque 

I blow blunts, hold guns, and I'ma be right there when the soldiers'll march 

I play the part, and my heart seem colder than March 

But on the flipside of things, it's still warmer than June 

I have talks with the Lord and he'll be callin me soon, what 

And my life is all I have - my family, my niggaz, my flow, my grabs what 



[Chorus: Pharoahe] [2x] 

My life is all I have 

My rhymes, my pen, my pad 

And I done made it through the struggle, don't judge me 

What you say now, won't budge me 

Cuz where I come from, so often 

People you grew up with, layin in a coffin 

But I done made it through the pain in spite 

It's my time now, my world, my life 

My life... 



My life... 

My life... 

My life... 

My life...