lifes a bitch, its proven fact

if you dont know let me school you jack

some live some die, few truth, most lie

most cry, some smile, even fewer trifle

with 165, or you could catch a beating

fists often trump handshakes as my greeting

youre lookin at me wrong, one wayward glance

is all it takes, just say the word fast

and get hurt, smashed, get burned lac-

-erated -- cauterize your wounds

punctures suffered, its the old style

fully krausened, like bullys poundin

you for lunch money, stick around a while

suckas cant touch which arouses the wiles 

causes melting glaciers in sexy female hoes

my shit available in any retail stores 

test me, feet nailed bro -- crucified quick

literally my hands hold mics and ice picks

figureativly my fists grip guns

with words rip slugs, bitch come get some

ill serve you some, a dish best cold

humble pie, rumble right, the rest fold

cash your chips in, dont count em at the table

lessons learned from ken and aesops fables

you may not be able to refuse

your face labeled with ancient runes

hieroglypics tell the tale if you can decode

RG my home, my humble abode

my words are slayin ya like dead birds from romaina

my god your like an ipod with a bunch of nerds playin ya

your whole life just boasts and lies

when it coasts to a grind ill toast your demise

screeching to a halt, its all your fault

now suffer the pain of all the salt

packed into your scars till its unbearable

if you were careful you might have erred well

instead your dead, screaming 'it aint fair!' well,

you had your chance now i got mine

now i got lines to to spit and rhyme

the fuck do i care, go get your nine

lifes a bitch and i already had my piece

already had peace had war had my feast

no longer hungry, ready to retire

so get ready to fire -- lifes a bitch 

