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letra de life ain't fair pt. iii - mr. voodoo

agu (aka mr. voodoo) – “life ain’t fair pt. iii”
[emcee(s): agu (aka mr. voodoo)]
[producer(s): [?]]
[sample (interpolation of hook): natural elements (ft. ka, mr. voodoo, and l-swift) – “life ain’t fair (original)”]

[intro: agu (aka mr. voodoo)]
yeah, yeah, i wanna take this time (yeah, yeah) to reflect (you know who) on this sh-t we call “life.” (agu) crhyme life (l-i-f-e).  ain’t nothing fair (every time).  just gotta roll with it, you nah’mean? stop crying and get yours. so check it out

[verse 1: agu (aka mr. voodoo)]
in this world of
love, peace, and war, thugs, thieves, and wh0res
submachines roar over dubs and kis of raw
too many dogs laid up in the morgue in freezer drawers
too many frogs snitching, went behind them precinct doors
too much drugs, too many slugs popping off, too many
thugs—some of these n-ggas gotta be soft. my eyes done
seen too many unrighteous acts for a child to see
n-ggas acting wildly, n-ggas blasting wildly
got me insane mildly. i gun-tote ‘til the
gun smoke got my brain cloudy like blunt smoke, and now i’m
living life blindly. they got me trife and grimy
don’t ask me. i don’t invite this sh-t, it find me

[hook: agu (aka mr. voodoo)]
‘cause life ain’t fair, you’re only here for a minute
so i want the world and everything in it
life ain’t fair, you’re only here for a minute
so i want the world and everything in it
life ain’t fair, you’re only here for a minute
so i want the world and everything in it
life ain’t fair, you’re only here for a minute
so i want the world. check it out

[verse 2: agu (aka mr. voodoo)]
i want money
like b.i.g.’s, cream concurrent, cars with machine turrets
for swerving, a dream house with a queen and some servants
y’all feel these hunger pains? y’all think we wanna slang?
causing them guns to bang? y’all don’t think we wanna change?
nestled in crack coves over a gas stove
my blood boil like drugs boil for that black rove’
so young, so wise—ain’t trying to hear it. possessed by demons
disguised by an enterprising spirit. got me taking
this crime odyssey. who play as hard as me?
like ll cool j, them fools’ll say that god is me
right or wrong? who’s to say? but, honestly, i serve more
sacks than bobby boucher ‘til i’m sitting on deuce-treys

[verse 3: agu (aka mr. voodoo)]
this is for
my n-ggas with cuffs on their hands and all the independent
women that don’t trust a man with the four-year
hustle plan like lisa ray, taking off your clothes
just to earn a decent pay. know what it’s like when there
ain’t no green. gotta kick some kid’s ass every day for laughing
at you ‘cause you only got one pair of jeans, scared of being seen
with shopping carts of government cheese, that sh-t that be
stopping hearts and making stomachs wheeze. now it’s like
all i want’s government cheese to get long dough in a
shorter time—the reason we resort to crime. can i live
on higher plains and plateaus, champagne and chateaus?
get brain from bad hoes? tell me: that too much to ask fo’?

[outro: agu (aka mr. voodoo)]
yeah, yeah, yeah
life ain’t fair, you’re only here for a minute
so i want the world and everything in it
life ain’t fair, we’re only here for a minute
so i want the world and everything in it
life ain’t fair, we’re only here for a minute
so i must get on and get out and go on and get it
life ain’t fair, we’re only here for a minute
so i want the world, yo. check it out, yo
and i’m out

- mr voodoo

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