"Fighting For My Life In Paradise" lyrics
Ice Cube & Kurupt Lyrics
Feels so good livin' that life
Yeah, this for the big homies
Givin' that game, you dig? Yeah
I'm fightin' for my life in paradise
All we got in life is a pair of dice
I'm fightin' for my life in paradise
All we got in life is a pair of dice
Today was a good day, but it could be better (Yeah)
It's hard to try to make your heart light as a feather
Everything is hard (Hard), everybody's hard (Hard)
In some kind of way (What?), everybody's scarred (Yep)
Don't pull my card, ain't tryna beef (Nah)
No more grief, I'm just lookin' for relief
I don't give a damn if they lyin' through they teeth (Don't give a damn)
Everybody know I'm the motherfuckin' chief (Everybody)
In my tepee smokin' on this leaf (Yeah)
Or in them floor seats with my son Shareef (Hey)
Or with my wife Kim, I'm not like them (No)
Everybody know I spit 'em out like phlegm
I play above the rim, they stuck on the ground
Been tryna bring me down since I put on the crown
Mad 'cause my frown is upside down
And niggas still tryna be Homey the Clown
I clown they ass and drown they ass
Why they still talkin' about my past?
Tellin' all my people when I talked to 'em last
Mad 'cause I'm seein' up under the mask
Game, a portrait of a thousand pictures
Flippin' riches in front of a thousand snitches (Right)
Slick back, slidin' with a thousand bitches, huh
And I'm fightin' for my life in paradise
All we got in life is a pair of dice
I'm fightin' for my life in paradise
All we got in life is a pair of dice
Yeah, I'm talkin' to you
Let me break it down in layman's terms the things you do
Too much, drop-top, stickin' the clutch
Just dippin' on my Dayna Danes livin' it up
I live life nice (Nice), I never think twice (Twice)
I just keep it gangsta in this paradise (Paradise)
In this paradise, shine like ice, twice as nice
There really ain't too much to say
Besides livin' your life and stayin' out the way
Man, fuck these bitches (Right)
And fuck these snitches
And every single one of these punk-ass niggas
'6-4 Impala, a scholar or Rottweiler, baller, bitch
Iguodala with dollars up in the islands
Monster MAC, with bosses in the back off 'yac
Cock 'em back and react
I'm fightin' for my life in paradise
All we got in life is a pair of dice
I'm fightin' for my life in paradise
All we got in life is a pair of dice
Alright, I'm gon' shoot these motherfuckers, you understand?
I'm gon' shoot, but I better not crap, that's all I know
I just better not crap
Come on, six, with your funky ass
I've been waitin' for you all night
Yeah, this for the big homies
Givin' that game, you dig? Yeah
I'm fightin' for my life in paradise
All we got in life is a pair of dice
I'm fightin' for my life in paradise
All we got in life is a pair of dice
Today was a good day, but it could be better (Yeah)
It's hard to try to make your heart light as a feather
Everything is hard (Hard), everybody's hard (Hard)
In some kind of way (What?), everybody's scarred (Yep)
Don't pull my card, ain't tryna beef (Nah)
No more grief, I'm just lookin' for relief
I don't give a damn if they lyin' through they teeth (Don't give a damn)
Everybody know I'm the motherfuckin' chief (Everybody)
In my tepee smokin' on this leaf (Yeah)
Or in them floor seats with my son Shareef (Hey)
Or with my wife Kim, I'm not like them (No)
Everybody know I spit 'em out like phlegm
I play above the rim, they stuck on the ground
Been tryna bring me down since I put on the crown
Mad 'cause my frown is upside down
And niggas still tryna be Homey the Clown
I clown they ass and drown they ass
Why they still talkin' about my past?
Tellin' all my people when I talked to 'em last
Mad 'cause I'm seein' up under the mask
Game, a portrait of a thousand pictures
Flippin' riches in front of a thousand snitches (Right)
Slick back, slidin' with a thousand bitches, huh
And I'm fightin' for my life in paradise
All we got in life is a pair of dice
I'm fightin' for my life in paradise
All we got in life is a pair of dice
Yeah, I'm talkin' to you
Let me break it down in layman's terms the things you do
Too much, drop-top, stickin' the clutch
Just dippin' on my Dayna Danes livin' it up
I live life nice (Nice), I never think twice (Twice)
I just keep it gangsta in this paradise (Paradise)
In this paradise, shine like ice, twice as nice
There really ain't too much to say
Besides livin' your life and stayin' out the way
Man, fuck these bitches (Right)
And fuck these snitches
And every single one of these punk-ass niggas
'6-4 Impala, a scholar or Rottweiler, baller, bitch
Iguodala with dollars up in the islands
Monster MAC, with bosses in the back off 'yac
Cock 'em back and react
I'm fightin' for my life in paradise
All we got in life is a pair of dice
I'm fightin' for my life in paradise
All we got in life is a pair of dice
Alright, I'm gon' shoot these motherfuckers, you understand?
I'm gon' shoot, but I better not crap, that's all I know
I just better not crap
Come on, six, with your funky ass
I've been waitin' for you all night
