Life Is Tragic

Yeah, what? '96

One two, one two, nine-double-tre

Infamous Mobb up in this, Infamous Mobb

up in this shit, *?nine car?* to the year 2 G

We're all set like this, to my nigga Kicko

Yo, y'all, Gambino, godfather

(Ty Knitty)

I tell my nigga Kicko, back in the world again

Slash dove slash player hater

We strive for action, breakin nigga's knees for cheese

Seems I gotta redeem, puncture your chest

til I see flesh and bleed

Then I all set, set

things correct, balance weight, no escape

It's the Infamous Mobb to the year 2 G

My fam will be known throughout the universe

Comin right back, back down to Earth

Goddamn it, just planned it

Got my ho bitches slanted, my seed I planted

Another life I give, Ty Knitty

A visible shield, trife or deal

Dun, is life for real? Conquered and peeled (yeah)

or you end up crimed at will, only the real

Reality is trife by forcefield, but I shield

Police guns'll blast, little late to stab at your hi-ide

Under fire you fold, under fire you fold, nigga

(Scarface)

For all my team locked, locked inside facilities

Penitentiaries, steady livin in misery

intensively, then I strike you mentally then physically

Infamously rap the QBC

Convincively I can advance Dee, it's a prophecy

Live a lottery, shut up, massive mynogany

(Gambino)

I got my nigga ???? black, killer black in the world again

Holdin me down with 4 pounds

Legendary crown, Scarface and Gambino

Two grimeys, word life combined one is in my body, dun

Now we're livin life as one

[Yo son, (yo son), I gotta stop threadin on that shit, man, word up!]

But we trapped on this planet til the day that we die

Ain't no way to escape sight from my twin eye

Above my unlaw, juice from the wines

Far side only to see with Mobb eye

Genuine shine, left blind by bright light

Strike like Navy SEALS seen with dark light

with the 'seal gat lace black for combat

(Lace black for combat, combta, nigga, combat, nigga)

(Scarface)

Twenty four lie, Southport I support

all my niggas li-locked down for life

Keep ya head tight, cap front, hit em up right

Icepick-like gat keepin sick, cock, safety of

Steady, five Berreti ready

to chop or get chopped, son, don't let nobody know

Go handle your business, champion winner

Victorious, leavin you questionin this with medicine

curin your soul, takin control of the situation

Situated at hand, we expand like coke land

Fool proof plan, like the gingerbread man

catch me if you can, on the run, fugitive fled

Flee to be free, carcerated from my Queensbridge family

*?Tee-na?* beats ta expand

Lakin Luchiano feedin DJ Benny

Rock free hop top top, ta-ta George ????

Cliff Diggity my niggity

Fat Mom mouldy rap and Tee ya get ya mouth flee

Duggidge, JL, *?why too young?*? Go hire two

Old time Fake Lou, Tee cut the groups

Green Eyes and Nickel, Tee-lord, we no be no part

Tee go gun knot slingin panties, go

send his ass back to Puerto Rico

Jakes on terror, do black skins

All my men...

Chorus:

Life is tragic (tragic)

Back in the world once again (once again)

Tryin ta make a million times ten (times ten)

Friends, how many of us have them?

Grow with, this cat had the clap on the Infamous Mobb

In the world once again (no question)

Tryin ta make a million times ten

Friends, how many of us have them? (Have them)

On locked, Dee, cos Dee's bagged them