Life's a Gamble
Cappadonna Lyrics

Aiyo, when we writing, yo, shit is like the vice laws
When we write rap, it's like breaking the law since it's raw and unfiltered

Fighting everybody wet, Lex dog, vibe on biting necks
Fighting off everyone while high on drugs, like a dog attacking by biting necks

There goes the new hammer, microwave blamp, from the stove to the roads
A new gun is acquired and ready for use, going from being made on the stove to being used on the streets

Down in New Hampshire, brolic size, wallet guys
In New Hampshire, there are many muscular men who have large wallets

Frame broiled shotties, with the Ducati's, my pockets is set
Shotguns with customized frames are owned, along with Ducati motorcycles and lots of money

Now watch what you rep, I've been buying niggas heads
Be careful what you say since I can bribe others to go against you

Wall crawler, Captain Caveman, in the hall scrawling
Moving stealthily, like a spider or cave-dwelling cartoon character, while writing raps

Money is stacked up, better than yours
I have more money than you do

Do with the rappers, clap niggas, slap 'em, and car jack 'em
With fellow rappers, they kill, hit, and steal cars from others

Everything niggas is serving, is crack, what, preferably Kellogg's
All the drugs people are selling is crack, and they prefer to sell it in cereal boxes like Kellogg's

You just a goldmine, yup, cereal bowls of heroin
You are only valuable in terms of selling drugs, specifically heroin sold in cereal bowls

Yup, the Don Baron, it's worth hundreds, say something
I am valuable like a wealthy Don and anyone who disagrees can speak up

Niggas fronting while we doubling, pump 'em
People fronting while they're making a lot of money are beaten and killed

And lay 'em right in front of the steps
Their bodies will be left in front of someone's home as a warning

The new Mark Cuban, Mavericks, we moving like Arabics
We are like business mogul Mark Cuban and the Dallas Mavericks, moving quickly like people in the Middle East

Faces is wrapped, crosses on like Catholics
Faces are wrapped up, perhaps to conceal their identities, and they wear crosses like Catholics

Blend to the music, it's all in the game
The music and lifestyle all work together in this illegal game

[Chorus] Riding through life in this fast lane, fast change
Moving through life quickly with fast changes

Ya'll deal when the lights green, but when that light change
Everyone plays fair when things are going well, but changes when things go wrong

You gotta make a slight change, use your wipers cause it might rain
Small changes need to be made as a precaution since bad things can happen at any time

Life's a gamble like a dice game
Life is a risky game, similar to rolling dice

Aiyo, I'm when I'm writing I be thinking like Donald Goines
When I'm writing, I think about life's harsh realities like writer Donald Goines

Posted up on the strip, fishing like bitches hoeing
Staying on the street corner, looking around, and acting like a pimp

Blowing like Jesse Owens, run laps around these tracks
Moving quickly, like famous sprinter Jesse Owens running laps around a track

And I stay up in the hood like, weed and cracks
Staying in the neighborhood to sell drugs like weed and crack

Damn right, I still pack the strap, duck if I whip it out
Yes, I am still carrying a gun and people should hide if I take it out

But if I whip it out, you're people will be picking out
If I take out my gun and shoot, people will be picking up pieces of the body

A coffin and a tombstone, park 'em in the graveyard
The result of using a gun is death, leading to burial in a graveyard

Prayers and a leap of faith, probably couldn't save ya'll
Even with prayers and faith, it's unlikely that people can be saved from this life

That's the path of bravehearts, clap you in the hallway
This life is for brave people who are willing to kill others in hallways

Turn two o's that soft, into three the hard way
Turning two letter O's (a symbol for drugs) into three is a strategy for higher profits

Move the diesel all day, shut it down in night time
Selling drugs (referred to as diesel) during the day and stopping at night

That's when the undercovers buy, in night time
Undercover cops buy drugs from dealers at night

Move to the forefront, Ratch' had the store front
Advancing to become the leader of the drug trade, and having a storefront for drug sales

First I had two goals, now I got more front
At first, I had two priorities, but now I have more goals to achieve

Bitch I been G'd up, put a O in front of that
I have been in this gang lifestyle for a while, and I add an 'O' to the name to assert its power

Keep them bitches ski'd up, blowing off each other's back
Keep the women high on drugs, often blowing smoke off each other's backs

[Chorus] Riding through life in this fast lane, fast change
Continuing to live life at a fast pace with constant change

Heavy white ice, gold ornaments, hustle and life
Wearing heavy diamonds and gold jewelry, and hustling to survive

Hustle and light, good with the pill
Proficient in selling drugs, especially pills

Be at all the tournaments, stroll in the beach
A frequent attendee of drug deals, and relaxing by the ocean

Out in Luv Allah, we love all of ya'll
Expressing love to all in Luv Allah (Louisianna?)

Killah Hill, Staten Africa, rap massacre
Referring to the Staten Island, New York neighborhood associated with high levels of crime and violence

Make a phone call, have niggas get at cha
Easily calling someone to take care of a problem

Rat ya, two double nines in the back of the Acura, it's a Don thing
Ratting someone out will result in two gunmen riding in the back of an Acura to take care of the problem

Don King, Don bitches under the ring
Referencing boxing promoter Don King and promiscuous women who hide under the boxing ring

We don't ever sing, raps get cut in the bing
We don't snitch, or else they'll cut you in prison

Posse up, see me the Beemer or Benz truck
Gang members gather together and notice the rapper in their fancy car

Reppin' that W, it's trouble for you
Representing the Wu-Tang clan, with any issues only affecting the offender

Knife through ya bubble goose, veterans loose, thirty nine on the deuce
Stabbing someone wearing a bubble goose jacket, with experienced veterans being unpredictable, while forty year old men attend.

Pick it up, stick it up, niggas is thinking to bust
Picking up drugs, meaning to rob drugs and the people selling it

Breaking these states for they cake, you know what it do
Traveling to other states to sell drugs and make money, as it's a common practice

What's up, Goldie? Niggas wanna march, hanging with Jody
Asking what's going on, people want to protest while hanging out with female support personnel

Street Flavor click, roll thicker than shit
Gang members roll deep

We the upmost, faggot niggas get bitched
We are the best gang, with gay people being the weak ones

Smacked with the toast, crackin' the line in the coke
Hitting someone with a gun, and cutting in the cocaine to increase profit

Niggas'll cutthroat, cutthroat, infered on top of the scope
People are willing to be ruthless, and the gun has a night vision scope

Crack in the dial, mixed with soap, Killah Island
Drug deals are made through telephone, and adding baking soda makes more money while referencing Killah Island