This Can't Be Life Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Intro 1]
[Em][Em][D][Em]
[D][D]
[D][Em][Em][D][Em]
[D][D]
[Em]

[Verse 1]
See I was,
born [Em]in sewage, born to [D]make bomb music
Flow tight like I [Em]was born Jewish
Used the streets as [D]a conduit,
I [D]kept arms
[Em]38 longs inside my mom's buick
At any given moment shawn
could lose it, be on the news
Iron cuffs, arms through it,
or stuffed [D]with embalmin fluid
Shit, I'm go[D]ing through it,
mom dukes [D]too
Tears streamin down [Em]her pretty face,
she got her palms to it
My life is gettin too wild
I need [D]to bring some sort [Bb]kinda calm to it
Bout to lose it voices scream
[D]ing "don't do it!"
It's [D]like '93, '94, bout the year
That big and mag [Em]dropped; and
"illmatic" rocked
Out[E]ta every rag [Em]drop,
and the west had [D]it locked
Everybody [Em]doing 'em, I'm still
scratchin on [D]the block
Like "damn, I'ma be a failure"
Surrounded by thugs, drugs,
[Em]and drug, paraphernalia
Cops [Em]courts,
and their thoughts is to derail us
Three time felons in shorts
with jealous thoughts
Try[D]in figure where your mail is,
[D]guesstimate the weight you sellin
So they [Em]can send shots straight
to your melon wait!
[G#m]It gets wors[Em]e,
baby [D]momma water burst
Baby came out still[Bb]born,
still [D]I gotta move on
Though my heart still [D]torn,
life gone from her womb
Don't worry, if it [Em]was meant to be,

[Verse 2]
it'll be, soon
[G#m]This can't [Em]be life,
[D]this can[Bb]'t be [D]love
This [D]can't be right,
there's [D]gotta be more, this [Em]can't be us
This can't [Bb]be life, this can't [D]be love
This [D]can't be right, there's [D]gotta be more,
this [Em]can 't be us

[Verse 3]
Chill dog [Em]Second
oldest born,
from Michelle brown my mother
[Bb]Hell bound, grew with two
sisters and one [D]brother
Pop wasn't [D]around,
so many stories that's [D]another
I'm thinking dam[Em]n, how my older sister
gon' make [G#]me tougher
When steel [Em]sharpens [D]steel, I'ma keep it real
[Bb]I'm tired of trying to hide my pain
behind the [D]syrups and pills
Dead to the world,
stretched out like a [D]corpse for real
Y'all niggaz thinking what
[Em]y'all reading in the source is [G#]real
What [D]my life like,
[Em]you looking at the [D]source, it's [Bb]real
What your life like? [D]mine dog,
of course it's real
Passin [D]judgment,
you niggaz second- [D]guessin beans
Cause you don't [Em]eat swine
don't make you amin
Dog [G#]you know a couple [D]suras,
out the qur'an
[Em]I guess you [D]all on your [Em]deen
and [D]I ain't on mine
Stop that akki, 'fore I send
shots though [D]your body
Make 'em feel feel hell on earth
before [Em]allah drop thee
I feel the line's drawn here,
nuttin more can stop me
Till them [D]feds pick me up,
or [Em]them boys pop [D]me
There's only three things that make mac
not act like [D]beans
[Em]Amatullah tisha, po aldin, samir amin
My seeds dog,
gotta teach 'em that before [D]I leave dog
[Bb]Shit I know that I'ma see
'em when [D]I leave dog
I come [D]back in the afterlife
[D]Like fuck it I done touched
[Em]hell twice what's the meanin?

[Verse 4]
[G#m]This can't [Em]be life,
[Bb]this can't be lo[D]ve
This can't be right, there's gotta be more,
this [Em]can't be us
This can't [D]be life, this [Em]can't [Bb]be love[D]
This [D]can't be right, there's gotta be more,
this [Em]can 't be us

[Verse 5]
Now as [Em]I walk into the studio,
to do this with jig'
I got [Bb]a phone call [Em]from one of my nig[Bb]s
Said my homeboy reek,
he just lost one of his [D]kids
And when I heard that I just
[Em]broke into tears
And see in the second hand you
don't really know how this [D]is
But when it hits that close [Em]to home
you feel [Bb]the pain at the crib
[D]So I called mine,
[D]an d saddened my wife with the bad news
Now we both depressed,
[Em]countin our blessings cause brad's two
Prayin for young souls to laugh
at life through the [D]stars
[Bb]Lovin your kids [Em]just like you was ours
And [D]I'm hurtin for you dog,
[D]but ain't nobody pain is like [D]yours
I just know that [Em]heaven'll open
these doors
And ain't no bright [G#m]side to losi[Em]n life
but you can view it like [D]this
[Bb]God's got open hands homey,
[D]he in the midst, of good company
Who loves all and hates not [D]one
And one day you gon' be
wit your [Em]son
I could've rapped [G#]about my hard
times on this [Em]song
[D]But heaven knows I woulda [Bb]been wrong
[D]I wouldn'ta been right,
it wouldn'ta been love
It wouldn'ta been life,
it wouldn'ta been [Em]us

[Verse 6]
This can't be life
This can't [Em]be life, this can't [D]be love
This can't be right, there's gotta be more,
this can't be [Em]us
This can't be life, this can't [D]be love
This can't be right,
there's [D]gotta be more, this can't [Em]be us
This can't be life