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My Life 
Hard
by 50 Cent & Eminem & Adam Levine
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My life, my life
Makes me wanna run away
There's no place to go
No place to go
All the confusion
It's an illusion like a movie
Got nowhere to go
Nowhere to run and hide
No matter how I try
Yeah
03, I went back filthy to filthy rich
Man, the emotions change
So I can never trust a *****
I tried to help niggas get on
They turned around and spit
Right in my face, so Game and Buck
Both can suck a dick
Now when you hear 'em
It may sound like it's some other ****
'Cause I'm not writing anymore
They not making hits
I'm far from perfect
There's so many I done learned
If money is evil look at all the evil I done earned
I'm doing what I'm supposed to
I'm a writer, I'm a fighter
Entrepeneur, fresh out the sewer
me manuever
What's it to ya? The track I lace it
It's better than basic
This is my recovery, my comeback, kid
My life, my life
Makes me wanna run away
There's no to go
No place to go
All the confusion
It's an illusion like a movie
Got nowhere to go
Nowhere to run and hide
No matter how hard I try
While you sipping own kool-aid
Getting your buzz heavy
I was in the ******* sheds
Sharpening my machete
Sipping some of of that juice
Getting my taste buds ready
To down this spaghetti
Or should I say this spaghett-even?
I you ******* meatballs keep on just forgetting
Thought he was finished, ************
It's only the beginning
He's buggin' again, he's straight thuggin'
**** who he's offending
He'll rip your vocal chords out
And have them ******* plugged in the
************ with 3000 volts of electricity
Now take the end, dump them
Then them, ************* in each
One of your eyesockets
'Cause I thought you might finally ******* see
That'll teach you to go voicing
Your cocksuckin' opinion to me
I done put my blood
My sweat and my tears in this ****
**** letting up you’re gonna end up
Regretting you betted against me
Feels like I'mma snap any minute
Yeah, it's happening again
I'm thinking about the same
********** everybody that's up in this *****, but 50!
'Cause is all I know, this is why so hard I go
I swear to God I put my heart and soul
Into this than anybody knows
I'm trapped, so all I do is rap
But everytime I rap I'm trapped
And I rap myself right into this bubble
(Oh oh) I guess it's bubble wrap
This is like a vicious cycle
My life's in a crisis
Christ, how was I supposed to know
**** would turn up like it did?
Feels like I'm going psycho again
And I might just blow my lid
****, I almost wish that
I would have never made Recovery, kid
'Cause I'm running in circles with
My life, my life
Makes me run away
There's no to go
No place to go
All the confusion
It's an illusion like a movie
Got nowhere to go
Nowhere to run and hide
No matter how hard I try
I haven't this confused since I was a kid
Sold like 40 million records
People forgot I did
Maybe this is for me, maybe
Maybe I'm supposed to go crazy
Maybe I'll do it 3 AM in the morning Shady
Psycho killer, Michael Myers
I'm on fire like a lighter
Tryna say the classic
Get your *** kicked mad quick
Wrap your up in plastic, *****
Now pick the casket
Dirt nap with the maggots
It's tragic, it's sad it's
Never gonna end, now we number one again
With that frown on your face
And heart full of hate
Accept it, it
This a gift, God-given
Like the air in the lungs
Of ******* thing livin'
My life, my life
Makes me wanna run away
There's no place to go
No place to go
All the confusion
It's an like a movie
Got to go
Nowhere to run and hide
No matter how hard I try
...
My life, my life
Makes me wanna run away
There's no place to go
No place to go
All the confusion
It's an illusion like a movie
Got nowhere to go
Nowhere to run and hide
No matter how I try
Yeah
03, I went back filthy to filthy rich
Man, the emotions change
So I can never trust a *****
I tried to help niggas get on
They turned around and spit
Right in my face, so Game and Buck
Both can suck a dick
Now when you hear 'em
It may sound like it's some other ****
'Cause I'm not writing anymore
They not making hits
I'm far from perfect
There's so many I done learned
If money is evil look at all the evil I done earned
I'm doing what I'm supposed to
I'm a writer, I'm a fighter
Entrepeneur, fresh out the sewer
me manuever
What's it to ya? The track I lace it
It's better than basic
This is my recovery, my comeback, kid
My life, my life
Makes me wanna run away
There's no to go
No place to go
All the confusion
It's an illusion like a movie
Got nowhere to go
Nowhere to run and hide
No matter how hard I try
While you sipping own kool-aid
Getting your buzz heavy
I was in the ******* sheds
Sharpening my machete
Sipping some of of that juice
Getting my taste buds ready
To down this spaghetti
Or should I say this spaghett-even?
I you ******* meatballs keep on just forgetting
Thought he was finished, ************
It's only the beginning
He's buggin' again, he's straight thuggin'
**** who he's offending
He'll rip your vocal chords out
And have them ******* plugged in the
************ with 3000 volts of electricity
Now take the end, dump them
Then them, ************* in each
One of your eyesockets
'Cause I thought you might finally ******* see
That'll teach you to go voicing
Your cocksuckin' opinion to me
I done put my blood
My sweat and my tears in this ****
**** letting up you’re gonna end up
Regretting you betted against me
Feels like I'mma snap any minute
Yeah, it's happening again
I'm thinking about the same
********** everybody that's up in this *****, but 50!
'Cause is all I know, this is why so hard I go
I swear to God I put my heart and soul
Into this than anybody knows
I'm trapped, so all I do is rap
But everytime I rap I'm trapped
And I rap myself right into this bubble
(Oh oh) I guess it's bubble wrap
This is like a vicious cycle
My life's in a crisis
Christ, how was I supposed to know
**** would turn up like it did?
Feels like I'm going psycho again
And I might just blow my lid
****, I almost wish that
I would have never made Recovery, kid
'Cause I'm running in circles with
My life, my life
Makes me run away
There's no to go
No place to go
All the confusion
It's an illusion like a movie
Got nowhere to go
Nowhere to run and hide
No matter how hard I try
I haven't this confused since I was a kid
Sold like 40 million records
People forgot I did
Maybe this is for me, maybe
Maybe I'm supposed to go crazy
Maybe I'll do it 3 AM in the morning Shady
Psycho killer, Michael Myers
I'm on fire like a lighter
Tryna say the classic
Get your *** kicked mad quick
Wrap your up in plastic, *****
Now pick the casket
Dirt nap with the maggots
It's tragic, it's sad it's
Never gonna end, now we number one again
With that frown on your face
And heart full of hate
Accept it, it
This a gift, God-given
Like the air in the lungs
Of ******* thing livin'
My life, my life
Makes me wanna run away
There's no place to go
No place to go
All the confusion
It's an like a movie
Got to go
Nowhere to run and hide
No matter how hard I try
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