Life's a b***h Democracy is a lie Economy is a lie Meritocracy is a lie Life's a b***h Democracy is a lie Economy is a lie Meritocracy is a lie Even if you work your ass off Somebody tells you you ain't tried Life's a b***h Politics' a lie Newspapers are a lie Music industry's a lie Pop shit gets all the money and real cats just eat the crumbs I wait payday that comes To cook for my loved ones while every day that runs More people dying with d**gs. NUFFIN LEFT BUT CRUMBS EVRY1'S THEORY And every day that comes I'll scream with all my lungs That in this city slums There is nothing left but crumbs life's a b***h but we all know this but we keep on moving even when the truth get convoluted through me in the deep and i bounce back and show them how to do it you aint got the spark or the vim my flame got charge the movement i been a student of the game that's how i wrote the blueprint i walk the walk and set it off on you loose lips assuming that we aint got get into it we got get into it they never thought the kid could do it so i had to do it i had to fight for what's mine that's how my elders do it i blind side all the folks that try to put m on prime time tell em it's grind time we get fully i aint worried bout running outta ways to hustle or getting up out some places i read the room since a youngin i made due with everything that was given to me