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Life Is Too Short

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I remember how it all began I used to sing dirty raps to my east side fans back then I knew you couldn't stop this rap No MC could rock that Then the new style came the Bass got deeper He gave up the mic and bought you a beeper do you want to rap or sell coke? Brothers like you aint never broke People want to say it's just my time Brothers like me had to work for mine Eight years on the mic and I'm not joking Sir Too Short Coming strait from Oakland California Home of the Rock eight woofers in the trunk beating down the block Short dog, I'm that rapping man I said it before and I'll say it again Chorus: Life is TOO SHORT Too Short Life is... Too Short Too short Life is to Some people Unbearable Commit suicide thats terrible Was it much to much or nothing big if you lived my life you'd be fighting to live Life is to me, my main asset I be doing all right and keep it just like that chilll out at the house and bump that bass I'm tryna get rich as I rock the place Everybody's got that same old dream to have big money and fancy things Drop a brand new benz keep ur bank right here never here me stutter once cuz I talk real clear so what u do home boy what you gonna do? You can take my advice and start workin fool Or you can close ur ears and run your mouth and one day homeboy you'll soon find out LIfe is too short Chorus Life is too short would you agree? while i'm living my life dont mess with me! It's been a long time baby since I first got down but I still keep making these fucking sounds Don't stop rapping thats my theme I make alot of money do you know what i mean? Life is complicated you must stay up You ask a simple question boy dont' say 'what' You only live once and you're calling it hell Policeman tryna take ya to jail you can give a man time but you dont know in a matter of time I'll be running the show now another young buck wants to be on top Making big money, slanging hot, the task force tryna steal your cap Turn around homeboy you better watch your back Life is too short Chorus You can take back all the things you give but you can't take back the days you live Life is too people HEAVEN ON EARTH living every single day for what it's worth I live my life just how I please Satisfy ONE person I know thats me work hard for the things I achieve in life Never rap fake when I'm on the mic cuz if a dream is all you got homeboy you gotta turn that dream into the real mccoy No time to waste lets get on that case can't be down cuz you need the taste of good Life living like a king on the throne gettin everything you wanted tryna handle your own so Life...don't be stupid tho cuz when you waste it... then you'll know....life is....life is... TOO SHORT....

Born Sinner

J. COLE "Born Sinner"
[Verse 1:] Spinning in circles, live my life without rehearsal If I die today my nigga was it business? Was it personal? Should this be my last breath, I'm blessed cause it was purposeful Never got to church to worship Lord but please be merciful You made me versatile, well-rounded like cursive Now you chose me for a purpose, I put my soul in these verses Born sinner, was never born to be perfect Sucker for women licking their lips and holding these purses Back when we ran the streets who would think we grow to be murderers Teachers treated niggas as if they totally worthless And violent, and hopeless I saw but never noticed that the college point is right to "Be All That You Can Be" posters Rest in peace to Tiffany, I don't know if this is the realest shit I wrote But know the realest nigga wrote this And signed it, and sealed it in a envelope and knew one day you'd find it And knew one day you'd come back and rewind this, singing... [Hook — James Fauntleroy:] I'm a born sinner, but I'll die better than that; swear. You were always where I needed you to be whether you were there or not there (I was there) I was born sinning but I live better than that (better than that, better than that) And if you ain't fucking with that, I don't care. (Yeah, yeah, yeah) [Verse 2 — J. Cole:] Yeah, this music shit is a gift But God help us make it cause this music business is a cliff I got a life in my grip, she holding tight to my wrist She screaming: "Don't let me slip" She see the tears in my eyes, I see the fear on her lips True when I told you, you the only reason why I don't flip and go insane My roof in the pouring rain You knew me before the fame, don't lose me the more I change, no Just grow with me, go broke you go broke with me I smoke you gon' smoke with me Woman's curse since birth, man lead her to the hearse I go Bobby you go Whitney damn Listen here, I'll tell you my biggest fears You the only one who knows them Don't you ever go expose them This life is harder than you'll probably ever know Emotions I hardly ever show More for you than for me Don't you worry yourself I gotta do this for me They tell me life is a test but where's a tutor for me Pops came late I'm already stuck in my ways Ducking calls from my mother for days Sometimes she hate the way she raised me but she love what she raised Can't wait to hand her these house keys with nothing to say Except [Hook — James Fauntleroy 2x:] I'm a born sinner, but I'll die better than that; swear. You were always where I needed you to be whether you were there or not there (I was there) I was born sinning but I live better than that (better than that, better than that) And if you ain't fucking with that, I don't care. (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Guns N' Roses

Clipse "Lord Willin'"
from Training Day Soundtrack Uh uh, uh huh Clipse (Clipse), Exclusive shit (Exclusive shit) Yeah, whooo [Chorus] Guns n' roses mafia proses Briefcase money, hot cars, and hot clothes This is the life, nigga that's the life [Verse 1] I wouldn't have it any other way Yeah, gun play burning loves the one die Makes me cry some days Lawless, riding backwards on a one way De color flawless, bitch I reek of money (bitch) Fast life, born to die, who gives a fuck We done seen it all by 25, and lived it up From the rawest to the raw, to the slug through your door They missed you but pressed your bitch in a hollow tip bra There's science to the way we move, cock two's And walk through the club without scuffing our Prada shoes On this side we on the by by, we buy the rules So when you play with us y'all niggas just gotta lose Lust for them things that turn women to wives Live for that shit that determines your street size Run with them twins that waters you mother's eyes That's diamonds, cocaine, and burners on my thighs Raw like peeblo, guns and mink coats Light up canoes, til titanics I sink ships Love doing bitches with pink lips, call me Padre Talk shit with a gun in my hand call me cock-ay Did this straight, bricks ain't large Bricks for weight, filling a crate, filling a barge, now that's large Sipping blue ells, and playing cards Plus a pat on the back from the fucking coastguard [Chorus] (2X) Yo yo, I got a love for small lawns and hair pin triggers Dare niggas third in my crew, it's known killers Model hoes that blow with hour glass figures We live for raw sex and 80 proof liquors Run, walk, and crawl for catching hot balls From my dogs who take game while smoking lock jaws Why burn your mouth in the name of cheat talk Be prepared to change your tune by the time my heat spark After dark get your crew for me is a cake walk And I love rap records with lots of gun talk It's day time two both pies on waist sides Can't trace, I hop back crimson lake sides I make five which is why y'all hate I got dark skin, jet black bitches with jade eyes We wildin out, hang them high, and dry them out I do them type of things y'all niggas is lying bout My speech is the reason my race is dying out So I pray to God the same time I'm pulling the iron out We rock stars, smoke red, mixed with lobster We Jamaican sexing, pillow talking, and pop trois In pasta, look, you wanna be a mobster On stage recipient of a nice guy Malicious nigga y'all cats fictitious When the shit hits, it's how you know we mean business [Chorus] (2X) When the slugs hits, I wonder will the pain last See my life like a movie, inside my brain fast I'm asking you, cause we used to rock the same ass When I die, put me in mausoleum with the stained glass, the stained glass When the slugs hits, I wonder will the pain last See my life like a movie, inside my brain fast I'm asking you, cause we used to rock the same ass When I die, put me in mausoleum with the stained glass, the stained glass

Live The Life

MICHAEL W. SMITH "Live The Life"
We're passengers aboard the train Silent little lambs amidst the pain That's no longer good enough And when it's time to speak our faith We use a language no one can explain That's no longer good enough And God knows it's a shame 'Cause if we look to pass the blame We are not the worthy bearers of his name For the world to know the truth There can be no greater proof Than to live the life, live the life There's no love that's quite as pure There's no pain we can't endure If we live the life, live the life Be a light for all to see For every act of love will set you free There's something beutiful and bold The power of a million human souls Come together as one And each, in turn, goes out to lead Another by his word, his love, his deed Now the circle is done It all comes back to one For it is He and He alone Who has lived the only perfect life we've known

Burning Bridges

Andrà Andersen "Changing Skin"
I told you once, I told you twice That you can't live on compromise - but you won't listen Another time, another place It's like a neverending race and there's no reason To waste your life away in one single day Bridges are burning and chances are few Man with the scythe - he is coming for you Stage is the same but some faces are new Why can't you see that it's over? I pulled you up, you let me down I'm sick of dragging you around - it feels like forever I'm going left, you're going right Out of my life, out of my sight - it's now or never Go waste your life away in one single day Bridges are burning and chances are few Man with the scythe - he is pointing at you Stage is the same but some faces are new Why can't you see that it's over? Bridges are burning and chances are few Listen, I'm trying to tell you that Time's running out, God, but we never knew Night's getting cold and your story is old - it's been told I let you in, I turned you loose I gave you lot's of time to choose to change the story You are the snake around my hand The one who used to be my friend - and now you're sorry I've suffered all the way - you will today Go, waste your life away in one single day Bridges are burning and chances are few Man with the scythe - he is coming for you Stage is the same but some faces are new Why can't you see that it's over? Bridges are burning and chances are few Waiting is over and this is your cue Time's running out, God, but you never knew Listen, I'm trying to tell you

My Life In The Knife Trade

Boy Sets Fire "After The Eulogy"
How many times have I noticed that our eyes hardly ever meet From your judgment seat I can Feel the anger for my very being Fill me in on when you became such a big part of my life That I should bother with all your lies designed to bring me down Wrong again Don't depend On any reaction again I remember the icy walls shot up from nowhere And I can see every lie you'd ever told yourself You bleed me dry and I don't ask why but I'm left with the dust Judas kiss I dismiss thank you all for this I am unjudged I am un... Wait again I'm not through with the screaming I contend that you've got nothing better to do Trade my life for a barrel of gold Find someone else before I get too old If I live my life for aesthetic gain Will you repay me with all your shame I can see every light inside your brain go on every time that I walk by for nods and whispers your comfort in my suffering is no longer disturbing I'm lost beyond your petty stopwatch life's real time in life's real... Wait again I'm not through with the screaming and I contend that you got nothing better to do Trade my life for a barrel of gold Find someone else before I get too old If I live my life for aesthetic gain Will you repay me with all your shame Don't get up I was only leaving the room When the door of your judgment swings back around again Maybe I'll stop to watch your act and I'll go on my way I've seen quite enough of too many childish games I'm ashamed of every moment that I ever gave them the time of day All the worst of enemies are somehow always friends that used to be

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