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Ice-t - Lifestyles Of The Rich And Infamous Şarkı Sözleri

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    it´s eight a.m. i roll out my silk sheets
    get fly crash the limo back seats
    lookin´ in the faces
    of some ladies that i never met
    on the interview tip, no sweat
    they ask me questions
    i throw the words back
    they say they write facts
    i know that´s bull crap
    they´re kickin´ drama
    but then drama´s my middle name
    that´s the price ya pay for big fame
    the cellular phone rings
    dot wanta pick it up
    but it´s my j-o-b i gotta kick it up
    another damn reporter
    on the line with a word quiz
    i gotta show cause i´m livin´ with the show
    biz. out the llimo, to the plane
    in the pourin´ rain
    i hate flyin´
    but there´s no time for slow trains
    another show to do
    i gotta caatch my crew
    they left last night
    in the bus around two
    the plane´s a small one
    no fun at all
    bouncin´ round the air
    like a tennis ball
    when it touches down
    i wanna kiss the ground
    but it´s time to wreck a new town
    get to the arena, meet up with the crew
    they tell me all the speakers blew
    the cordless don´t work
    sound man´s a jerk
    somebody´s gonna get hurt
    i´m crazy mad
    but my fans want autographs
    i turn my angry frowns
    into fake laughs
    i can´t be rude
    cause they wouldn´t understand
    i in´t human no more, i´m a superman

    chorus
    you can try
    but you´ll never understand this
    you can try
    but you´ll never understand this
    you can try
    but you´ll never understand this
    the lifestyles of the rich a and infamous

    four hours till show time oh well
    i might as well check in the hotel
    get a little rest
    before it´s time to play
    ten brothers standin´ in the hallway
    all with demo tapes
    they need the hook up
    they heard that i was
    the one to look up
    i can´t ditch ´em
    cause they already saw me
    i´ll put my head down
    maybe they´ll ignore me
    no chance "ice what´s goin´ on?"
    i listened to twenty-five songs
    and after thaat
    the brothers still wouldn´t leave
    they started lookin´ at my t.v.
    i was gonna break down
    if they didn´t jet soon
    snuck across the hall
    and crashed in e´s room
    but then this freak came in
    thought i was e
    straddled her legs across me
    ripped off her blouse
    pushed her breast against my face
    started girating her waist. sounds fly,
    like a hype sex thriller?
    but see she looked like godzilla
    pushed her off me
    home girl hit the floor
    this is what it´s like on tour
    i hit the hallway it was crawlin´ thick
    "could we take this picture real quick?"
    jumped into a pose
    that i used a million times before
    took pictures
    with the whole damn floor
    i couldn´t say no not to my fans
    you see they wouldn´t understand

    chorus

    now it´s show time, time to flow time
    evil lost the records
    but we still gotta go time
    the house is packed
    everybody´s on their feet
    so i say, "throw on rakim´s beat."
    e hits the fader and the crowd is lit
    i start bustin´ off some new shit
    the stage is so smokey
    that i almost fall off, i start inhalin´ it
    i´m tryin´ not to cough
    i´m catchin´ problems from every angle
    the mic cords are tangled
    i try to flow smooth
    but my words are mangled
    damn near slipped and broke my ankle
    if that ain´t enough
    the police are hawkin´
    listenin´ real close
    to the words i´m talkin´
    they wanna put a brother like me
    in the back seat
    just because i curse the beat
    they wanna tap my phone
    wanna keep my crib bugged
    call all my homes
    felonist street thugs
    you might say
    i think this lifestyle sucks?
    i wouldn´t tade it for a million bucks
    although it´s all
    not glamour and gleam
    it´s still my dream

    chorus

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