IF I HAD
Life.. by Marshall Mathers
What is life?
Life is like a big
obstacle
put in front of your optical to slow you down
And everytime you
think you gotten past it
it's gonna come back around and tackle you to the
damn ground
What are friends?
Friends are people that you think are your
friends
But they really your enemies, with secret indentities
and
disguises, to hide they true colors
So just when you think you close enough
to be brothers
they wanna come back and cut your throat when you ain't lookin
What is money?
Money is what makes a man act funny
Money is the
root of all evil
Money'll make them same friends come back around
swearing
that they was always down
What is life?
I'm tired of life
I'm tired of
backstabbing ass snakes with friendly grins
I'm tired of committing so many
sins
Tired of always giving in when this bottle of Henny wins
Tired of
never having any ends
Tired of having skinny friends hooked on crack and
mini-thins
I'm tired of this DJ playing YOUR shit when he spins
Tired of
not having a deal
Tired of having to deal with the bullshit without grabbing
the steel
Tired of drowning in my sorrow
Tired of having to borrow a
dollar for gas to start my Monte Carlo
I'm tired of motherfuckers spraying
shit and dartin off
I'm tired of jobs startin off at five fifty an
hour
then this boss wanders why I'm smartin off
I'm tired of being fired
everytime I fart and cough
Tired of having to work as a gas station
clerk
for this jerk breathing down my neck driving me bezerk
I'm tired of
using plastic silverware
Tired of working in Building Square
Tired of not
being a millionaire
But if I had a million dollars
I'd buy a damn
brewery, and turn the planet into alcoholics
If I had a magic wand, I'd make
the world suck my dick
without a condom on, while I'm on the john
If I had
a million bucks
it wouldn't be enough, because I'd still be out
robbing
armored trucks
If I had one wish
I would ask for a big enough ass for the
whole world to kiss
I'm tired of being white trash, broke and always
poor
Tired of taking pop bottles back to the party store
I'm tired of not
having a phone
Tired of not having a home to have one in if I did have it
on
Tired of not driving a BM
Tired of not working at GM, tired of wanting
to be him
Tired of not sleeping without a Tylenol PM
Tired of not
performing in a packed coliseum
Tired of not being on tour
Tired of
fucking the same blonde whore after work
in the back of a Contour
I'm
tired of faking knots with a stack of ones
Having a lack of funds and
resorting back to guns
Tired of being stared at
I'm tired of wearing the
same damn Nike Air hat
Tired of stepping in clubs wearing the same pair of
Lugz
Tired of people saying they're tired of hearing me rap about
drugs
Tired of other rappers who ain't bringin half the skill as me
saying
they wasn't feeling me on "Nobody's As Ill As Me"
I'm tired of radio stations
telling fibs
Tired of J-L-B saying "Where Hip-Hop Lives"
But if I had
a million dollars
I'd buy a damn brewery, and turn the planet into
alcoholics
If I had a magic wand, I'd make the world suck my dick
without
a condom on, while I'm on the john
If I had a million bucks
it wouldn't be
enough, because I'd still be out
robbing armored trucks
If I had one
wish
I would ask for a big enough ass for the whole world to kiss
You
know what I'm saying?
I'm tired of all of this bullshit
Telling me to be
positive
How'm I 'sposed to be positive when I don't see shit
positive?
Know what I'm sayin?
I rap about shit around me, shit I
see
Know what I'm sayin? Right now I'm tired of everything
Tired of all
this player hating that's going on in my own city
Can't get no airplay, you
know what I'm sayin?
But ey, it's cool though, you know what I'm
sayin?
Just fed up
That's my word
What is life?
Life is like a big
obstacle
put in front of your optical to slow you down
And everytime you
think you gotten past it
it's gonna come back around and tackle you to the
damn ground
What are friends?
Friends are people that you think are your
friends
But they really your enemies, with secret indentities
and
disguises, to hide they true colors
So just when you think you close enough
to be brothers
they wanna come back and cut your throat when you ain't lookin
What is money?
Money is what makes a man act funny
Money is the
root of all evil
Money'll make them same friends come back around
swearing
that they was always down
What is life?
I'm tired of life
I'm tired of
backstabbing ass snakes with friendly grins
I'm tired of committing so many
sins
Tired of always giving in when this bottle of Henny wins
Tired of
never having any ends
Tired of having skinny friends hooked on crack and
mini-thins
I'm tired of this DJ playing YOUR shit when he spins
Tired of
not having a deal
Tired of having to deal with the bullshit without grabbing
the steel
Tired of drowning in my sorrow
Tired of having to borrow a
dollar for gas to start my Monte Carlo
I'm tired of motherfuckers spraying
shit and dartin off
I'm tired of jobs startin off at five fifty an
hour
then this boss wanders why I'm smartin off
I'm tired of being fired
everytime I fart and cough
Tired of having to work as a gas station
clerk
for this jerk breathing down my neck driving me bezerk
I'm tired of
using plastic silverware
Tired of working in Building Square
Tired of not
being a millionaire
But if I had a million dollars
I'd buy a damn
brewery, and turn the planet into alcoholics
If I had a magic wand, I'd make
the world suck my dick
without a condom on, while I'm on the john
If I had
a million bucks
it wouldn't be enough, because I'd still be out
robbing
armored trucks
If I had one wish
I would ask for a big enough ass for the
whole world to kiss
I'm tired of being white trash, broke and always
poor
Tired of taking pop bottles back to the party store
I'm tired of not
having a phone
Tired of not having a home to have one in if I did have it
on
Tired of not driving a BM
Tired of not working at GM, tired of wanting
to be him
Tired of not sleeping without a Tylenol PM
Tired of not
performing in a packed coliseum
Tired of not being on tour
Tired of
fucking the same blonde whore after work
in the back of a Contour
I'm
tired of faking knots with a stack of ones
Having a lack of funds and
resorting back to guns
Tired of being stared at
I'm tired of wearing the
same damn Nike Air hat
Tired of stepping in clubs wearing the same pair of
Lugz
Tired of people saying they're tired of hearing me rap about
drugs
Tired of other rappers who ain't bringin half the skill as me
saying
they wasn't feeling me on "Nobody's As Ill As Me"
I'm tired of radio stations
telling fibs
Tired of J-L-B saying "Where Hip-Hop Lives"
But if I had
a million dollars
I'd buy a damn brewery, and turn the planet into
alcoholics
If I had a magic wand, I'd make the world suck my dick
without
a condom on, while I'm on the john
If I had a million bucks
it wouldn't be
enough, because I'd still be out
robbing armored trucks
If I had one
wish
I would ask for a big enough ass for the whole world to kiss
You
know what I'm saying?
I'm tired of all of this bullshit
Telling me to be
positive
How'm I 'sposed to be positive when I don't see shit
positive?
Know what I'm sayin?
I rap about shit around me, shit I
see
Know what I'm sayin? Right now I'm tired of everything
Tired of all
this player hating that's going on in my own city
Can't get no airplay, you
know what I'm sayin?
But ey, it's cool though, you know what I'm
sayin?
Just fed up
That's my word