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Life Video (MV)




Performed By: Chucky Chee$e
Length: 4:04
Written by: Charles Gale




Chucky Chee$e - Life Lyrics




Sometimes I close my eyes, so I can see things clear
They say a wise man listens, well I guess I'm all ears
I can hear their whispers, they're saying Chuck changed
What'd yawl think I worked this hard to stay the same

You better have an open mind or get your cap pealed
You can keep all of that fake love, I know real
Chucky been an All-Star, so he play the field
Got a bad bitch stretched out on my chesterfield
Deep bars, real scars, with a sex appeal
I'm known for heavy work, so you know the toes is steel
Stomp em in the mud until they f*ckin disappear
Leave em with a flathead, you pussy's know the drill
Christmas in July, you know that I got no chill
I hope it makes you haters sick, my life is so ill
Anybody tryin gas me, they gettin filled
You can't write a rhyme, I hope that you can write a will
His nerves twitching, wonder if he knows if he's been killed

I'm winning everyday, shout out to Punxsutawney Phil
I'm drowning in this money, luckily I grew gills
Illest wordsmith breathing, really how I feels
Twenty racks on black, that's a cheap thrill
Finally caught up to my dreams, shout out to Meek Mill
Tried to give my brother life, cause he used one wheel
One eye down the barrel, yelling hold still
As they put a fresh pie on the window sill
How can this be Life, it can't even be f*ckin real
To much talent, this young man's Achilles heel
F*ck your lunch, I got a hunch, this is your last meal
Chuck, keep it a buck, I guess I fit the bill
I never gave a f*ck, I guess I never will
Lookin in the mirror, it's apparent, it's quite clear
I'm the total package, only thing that I lacks fear

Plus I'm from Jersey, so I'm grabbing my nuts
Rocky anthem, Micky chanting, boy it's time to get up
I ain't hear no f*ckin bell, time to show em who's tough
Far from greedy, but you know I never gave no f*cks
Peter Pan, syndrome man, guess I'll never grow up
Always told that I'm the bomb, now it's time to blow up
Now watch me strut, like the cock that you say I is
This is Child's Play, and you know that Chucky love da kids

Sometimes I close my eyes, so I can see things clear
They say a wise man listens, well I guess I'm all ears
I can hear their whispers, they're saying Chuck changed
What'd yawl think I worked this hard to stay the same

I worked hard for my money, now it works for me
No more curve balls homie, just a curved TV
I predicted all this shit clearer than HD
Got all my dogs living lap of luxury, yawl can't f*ck with me
Besides my trains all full, in my China cabinet call me Chucky Red Bull
God, please, give me wings
I swear I'll live better, I'm gonna do good things
I'm gonna cut out the buffoonery, stop copping jewelry
What we need is unity, back in our community
These Politicians wishing they could put us in submission
All the asses they been kissing, now the clock is really ticking
But the life that I was living, never had a pot to piss in
But you never heard me bitchin bout the cards that I was given

By any means, I'm gonna win this game of Life
I was forced to take chances, so I rolled the dice
I got that East coast swag and I know that you love it
I'm on my way to having tea with Warren Buffet
Hit up Jay, on the way, can't forget the crumpets
Soon as we hit the gates, they like, hit the trumpets
Chillin on top of the mountain, where the snow be
You sayin, you gonna black ball who, you must not know me
Coldest in the game, nuts already got frostbite
Venom coursing thru my veins, Copperhead snakebite
Took it on the chin, God with me, so I'm alright
Can I get a witness, miracle on the damn mike
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Sometimes I close my eyes, so I can see things clear
They say a wise man listens, well I guess I'm all ears
I can hear their whispers, they're saying Chuck changed
What'd yawl think I worked this hard to stay the same

You better have an open mind or get your cap pealed
You can keep all of that fake love, I know real
Chucky been an All-Star, so he play the field
Got a bad bitch stretched out on my chesterfield
Deep bars, real scars, with a sex appeal
I'm known for heavy work, so you know the toes is steel
Stomp em in the mud until they f*ckin disappear
Leave em with a flathead, you pussy's know the drill
Christmas in July, you know that I got no chill
I hope it makes you haters sick, my life is so ill
Anybody tryin gas me, they gettin filled
You can't write a rhyme, I hope that you can write a will
His nerves twitching, wonder if he knows if he's been killed

I'm winning everyday, shout out to Punxsutawney Phil
I'm drowning in this money, luckily I grew gills
Illest wordsmith breathing, really how I feels
Twenty racks on black, that's a cheap thrill
Finally caught up to my dreams, shout out to Meek Mill
Tried to give my brother life, cause he used one wheel
One eye down the barrel, yelling hold still
As they put a fresh pie on the window sill
How can this be Life, it can't even be f*ckin real
To much talent, this young man's Achilles heel
F*ck your lunch, I got a hunch, this is your last meal
Chuck, keep it a buck, I guess I fit the bill
I never gave a f*ck, I guess I never will
Lookin in the mirror, it's apparent, it's quite clear
I'm the total package, only thing that I lacks fear

Plus I'm from Jersey, so I'm grabbing my nuts
Rocky anthem, Micky chanting, boy it's time to get up
I ain't hear no f*ckin bell, time to show em who's tough
Far from greedy, but you know I never gave no f*cks
Peter Pan, syndrome man, guess I'll never grow up
Always told that I'm the bomb, now it's time to blow up
Now watch me strut, like the cock that you say I is
This is Child's Play, and you know that Chucky love da kids

Sometimes I close my eyes, so I can see things clear
They say a wise man listens, well I guess I'm all ears
I can hear their whispers, they're saying Chuck changed
What'd yawl think I worked this hard to stay the same

I worked hard for my money, now it works for me
No more curve balls homie, just a curved TV
I predicted all this shit clearer than HD
Got all my dogs living lap of luxury, yawl can't f*ck with me
Besides my trains all full, in my China cabinet call me Chucky Red Bull
God, please, give me wings
I swear I'll live better, I'm gonna do good things
I'm gonna cut out the buffoonery, stop copping jewelry
What we need is unity, back in our community
These Politicians wishing they could put us in submission
All the asses they been kissing, now the clock is really ticking
But the life that I was living, never had a pot to piss in
But you never heard me bitchin bout the cards that I was given

By any means, I'm gonna win this game of Life
I was forced to take chances, so I rolled the dice
I got that East coast swag and I know that you love it
I'm on my way to having tea with Warren Buffet
Hit up Jay, on the way, can't forget the crumpets
Soon as we hit the gates, they like, hit the trumpets
Chillin on top of the mountain, where the snow be
You sayin, you gonna black ball who, you must not know me
Coldest in the game, nuts already got frostbite
Venom coursing thru my veins, Copperhead snakebite
Took it on the chin, God with me, so I'm alright
Can I get a witness, miracle on the damn mike
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Writer: Charles Gale
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