Dice - School Of Hard Knocks lyrics

Verse 1 Would you believe I'm ‘ready on my album thank-yous? Could be too early but you never know when d**h will catch you Or maybe God will catch you Or maybe God will catch you The present is a gift but really what's the holding future? I'm from a lower cla** where n***as never had a tutor The type of place where n***as try their best to fool you Being a k**er is cooler Staying alive is crucial How you ‘posed to do that when everyone you know's a shooter What world is this really? The hardest and that's clearly Who's to blame when people die and blacks are found the guilty? We have it f**ed up, even whites don't have it easy Sometimes I think we getting punished for the lives we living At the start I saw no sin Now we getting k**ed for rings Loving shiny blings Pricey thing Heaven must be cold, ain't thinking it's as cold as this How will kids live in these f**ed up and poor conditions that we slowly build? And if I get to heaven, will I have my past erased? People be the same colour? No f**ing sh** ‘bout race Behind the purely gates…life is different…is it same? No rappers seen as lame No losers after playing games Wonder if we'll still be players, will some n***as still be gays? Ain't no case Ain't no f**ing murders f**ing taking place…uh But for now I roll Smoke the weed and let a n***a mind slowly drift away Hook I wish not to die young I still wanna have fun Ain't asking to be rich, so Lord ain't really asking for much I know that you're not me Ain't no n***a like me But an*lyze the world and tell me what is it that you see I wish not to die young I still wanna have fun Ain't asking to be rich, so Lord ain't really asking for much I know that you're not me Ain't no n***a like me But an*lyze the world and tell me what is it that you see Verse 2 (Dice) LYRICS UNDER CONSTRUCTION Hook I wish not to die young I still wanna have fun Ain't asking to be rich, so Lord ain't really asking for much I know that you're not me Ain't no n***a like me But an*lyze the world and tell me what is it that you see I wish not to die young I still wanna have fun Ain't asking to be rich, so Lord ain't really asking for much I know that you're not me Ain't no n***a like me But an*lyze the world and tell me what is it that you see Verse 3 It's funny how think you understand what's going You never get our life until you wear the shoes that we be on Is it right? Is it wrong? It's just life, live it on I can't tell you how to live it I'm a human, I'm not God I can just write a song Hoping that it feels your soul You can gasp it as I throw Take it in and make it gold Cold, yeah. That's how the world is We all have right in mind We all have lights inside Depending how you use it Wisely choose it, me I shine Ay, you can choose to crime And just call it your grind See n***as wanna see heaven but they don't wanna die And what's the point of living when we n***as hate our lives? Don't you just love it when rappers say something to make you think? Especially when they say our thoughts are thoughts are shallow and sink Our lives have lost some balanced, but my n***as still… Go out at night…sip on intoxicating drinks