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Hello kiddies and welcome to another French Toast colab ......This one started off by me drooling over Stevie J
sweet beats .....The Guy is a genius with the hip hop stylee ......I had to spread the love over to Spitlogic who i knew would catch the vibe as well ....well he Wrote his verse in a couple minutes and a sweet hook to go with it,and if that wasnt already the icing on the cake he cut it up like a lumberjack on Christmas eve with the 1's and 2's soooooooooo here it is for your listening pleasure....the new one ....Life
sweet beats .....The Guy is a genius with the hip hop stylee ......I had to spread the love over to Spitlogic who i knew would catch the vibe as well ....well he Wrote his verse in a couple minutes and a sweet hook to go with it,and if that wasnt already the icing on the cake he cut it up like a lumberjack on Christmas eve with the 1's and 2's soooooooooo here it is for your listening pleasure....the new one ....Life
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Lyrics
chorus
This is life
Some live it secluded
Some live it through music
While some would abuse it
The're some that refuse it
The family tree we are all included
And all with eventually loose it
life
some take it for granted
some live it and panic
Some just can't stand it
There times when you feel you at a disadvantage
Just keep your faith up, I know you can manage
Spitlogic
Every time I spit
Its like hoping that time permits
Live this life on the mark, Im not trying to miss
Though my aim isn't all that great
I maintain like atlas when I carry the weight
Have patience to wait
and maneuver like liquid
And pray that I'm gifted with the speech to lift kids to men
Lift eye to him
break the dam of hope, knowing I can swim
Where should I begin
The place where my eye ascends
Like the wings of a bird when I try the wind
Keep these words from the eyes of prying men
And stand fast against the lies and sin
And if I fail in this life I will try again
Whether on my high horse or the lion's den
Whether on the 1's and 2's or when I spit on this mic
Victory or defeat, Ill never give up this life
Dj French Toast
Life may seem mean stinkin pile of dreams
im gunna settle on the top like a batch of cream
Life’s so ironic like a game of craps
Always Pickn your self up by your busted bootstraps
Let the egotistical mind ease cause it’s a disease
Dreams fantasies falling like leaves off trees
Please consider these words part of your vocab
Guess you shoulda listened to spit and frenchy t on da colab
ain’t a thing funny so don’t ya dare laugh
Intertwined with the good stuff is always the bad
Yin and yang feel the breeze now your locked up in a cage
Never know what’s next you can never turn the page
Yesterday is a dream tomorrow don’t exist
right now is all ya got and I’m goin to insist
life is so demanding but it’s the little thangs that matter
reality is what you make it but like a mirror it can shatter
This is life
Some live it secluded
Some live it through music
While some would abuse it
The're some that refuse it
The family tree we are all included
And all with eventually loose it
life
some take it for granted
some live it and panic
Some just can't stand it
There times when you feel you at a disadvantage
Just keep your faith up, I know you can manage
Spitlogic
Every time I spit
Its like hoping that time permits
Live this life on the mark, Im not trying to miss
Though my aim isn't all that great
I maintain like atlas when I carry the weight
Have patience to wait
and maneuver like liquid
And pray that I'm gifted with the speech to lift kids to men
Lift eye to him
break the dam of hope, knowing I can swim
Where should I begin
The place where my eye ascends
Like the wings of a bird when I try the wind
Keep these words from the eyes of prying men
And stand fast against the lies and sin
And if I fail in this life I will try again
Whether on my high horse or the lion's den
Whether on the 1's and 2's or when I spit on this mic
Victory or defeat, Ill never give up this life
Dj French Toast
Life may seem mean stinkin pile of dreams
im gunna settle on the top like a batch of cream
Life’s so ironic like a game of craps
Always Pickn your self up by your busted bootstraps
Let the egotistical mind ease cause it’s a disease
Dreams fantasies falling like leaves off trees
Please consider these words part of your vocab
Guess you shoulda listened to spit and frenchy t on da colab
ain’t a thing funny so don’t ya dare laugh
Intertwined with the good stuff is always the bad
Yin and yang feel the breeze now your locked up in a cage
Never know what’s next you can never turn the page
Yesterday is a dream tomorrow don’t exist
right now is all ya got and I’m goin to insist
life is so demanding but it’s the little thangs that matter
reality is what you make it but like a mirror it can shatter
spitlogic
Thanks for putting the collab on. Of course most of the credit goes to Steve for his creative beat making. And good looking on allowing me to add to it frenchy.