Yeah
Oh, that's life (that's life)
That's what all the people say
You're ridin' high in April, shot down in May
But, I know I'm gonna change that tune
Right when I'm back on top, when I'm back on top in June
Oh, no, that's life (that's life)
Yeah, and as funny as it may seem
Some people get their kicks, stompin' on a dream
But I don't let it, don't let it get me down (get me down)
Because this fine old world, it keeps spinnin' 'round
Oh, now I've been a puppet, a pauper, a pirate, a poet, a pawn and a king
I've been up and down, and over and out, and I know one thing
Each time I find myself layin' flat on my face
I just pick myself up and get back in the race
That's life (that's life)
Oh, I can't deny it
I thought of quittin', baby, but my heart won't buy it
And if I didn't think it was worth a single try
Then, I'd hop right on a big bird and then I'd fly
Oh, now I've been a puppet, a pauper, a pirate, a poet, a pawn and a king
I've been up and down, and over and out, I know one thing
Each time I find myself layin' flat down on my face
I just pick myself up and get back in the race
That's life (that's life)
Oh, I can't deny it
I thought of cuttin' out, baby, but my heart won't buy it
But if there's nothin' shakin' this here, July
I'm gonna roll myself up in a big ball and die
Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me?
Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me?
Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me?
Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me?
Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me?
Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me?
Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me?
One, two, nope, one, two, three, ah, I got it
Opps, there it is, found my groove again
Let's keep it a stack, lyin' in ya raps
Livin' in ya cap, rabbit in your hat
N- you a trick
That's just what it is
This fight ain't fair in height, I'm colder than a (mhmm)
They locked us up, the cell see us, I'm heatin' up (mhmm)
Gave the pros the tools, they refuse to mix with us
Where's the logic in that? Eatin' fruity loops out of the bag (ah)
How can I afford to record, when I'm poor, and I'm pourin' in glasses half empty?
Maybe I'm just pessimistic, maybe I am just too different
Maybe I shouldn't be makin' music, maybe I should just be listenin'
Maybe I'm not mean enough, maybe I don't mean as much
Maybe I'm not mean enough to the ones who don't think I mean as much
Same ones that shit on me, expectin' me to clean it up! Baby, do you love
Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me?
Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me?
Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me?
Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me?
Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me?
Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me? Do you love me?