The world ain't no different now
The world ain't no different now...

Never had a dime
My life a crime
Had be when I was nine
Mom drunk off of wine
Ran with all kind her mind stayed wit the stooper
Till a point she paid no mind to the supper
Stay mad but stay fronting with smiles
Stayed on the groung once and a while
First day of school
Never had nutin to style
Mister colondre stressin I ain't comin in a while
It was a bummber
Rocking the shit I rocked all summer
On the first day I was feeling some kind of way
And she wasn't trying to do nutin
You would think for the sake of the kids she would enroll in school or
Now I kno then was even harder
Especially for a single mother
Raising me with no father
Shit living up in this tentament
Eating stale m and m's
Talking wild shit to spanish imigrants
I speak in codes
Man to sivrence
Always quiet then ben dichon to my madre
Even thought she did nutin for me
Acknowledge me as I run down my life story

You don't know how crazy it is outside
I die inside
Oh I've cried oh I've cried
Do you forgive me?? do you forgive me??

Check the skit
No body never gave me shit
If anything a nigga frame me and make me get
3 to 6 my first bid
No doubt up in sparfard
Had to be 12 son had to make a profit
Remembering robbed my moms wit no guilt
Eating pork and beans or corn flakes wit no milk
In school I smacked cats in a hurry
Moms didn't care she was getting drunk wit misses berray
On the first floor
I used to thrist for greenary
Picking pockets wit seth and jay from hundred and sixth street
Yo fuck home
I'm tired of geting punched in my dome
Tired of this faggot ass nigga moan
That's when I started roaming
My hustling game is deep
Cats ya heard
Ran from san fran to manhat tan to newburg
Notorious tell ya friends spread the word
Glorious my life story is obsurd

Chorus repeat 2x

Home from elmira

Got a little writer

I'm gonna keep it real still a scheme man coniver

Recognize the struggle live it like a thug do

Hatred in my heart but inside I love you

See no matter what I will extend my arms to hug you

Knowing I am just like you, I am like the double

All I want to kno is how you pound me down

Yo this shit is real and you really jerked me around

But any way I am geting paid wit puff now

I can cop you a house I can send you some stuff now

So many levels jail take you

I appreciate jail because it made me appreciate you

I've been through fire and birth stone

Used to be ???? not I cop the gem stone

I remembered when you rushed me

The time you said you should of flushed me

I forgive you ma trust me

Chorus repeat till end

Lyrics submitted by spliphstar

Life Story Lyrics as written by Gerry Deveaux Craig David Ross

Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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    General CommentYo this song kinda saved my life. BR has gotta be one of the realest man. Fuck what anybody says bad about him, life story was one of the best rap albums I ever owned. I mean that because he put his damn heart into it- telling it how it was "shit livin up in this tenement, eating stale entemans, talking wild shit with spanish imigrants"... Mad props BR
    mkelly87on February 18, 2010   Link
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    General Comment*Used to be the poorest in Jeff, now I cop the Gem stone."

    Jefferson projects, where BR is from.
    mkelly87on January 14, 2013   Link

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