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Some live the good life loungin' by the pool
Catching a suntan and everything's cool
Male or female you want to be set
In the big mansion drinking moet
You read the wall street journal
Later for the comic
Far from dumb because you practice logic
You lived poor in the ghetto
Never had the money easily
But you found the remedy
So you your girl and your kids could have a better opportunity
And teach them all about unity
Cultivating in the brains the words of allah the master
And they go far
But, you still go visit your old stomping ground
Indeed to help another that's down
A tough situation cuts like a knife
In search of the good life
From the church, the home, on down to the prison
People want to know how is he and she living
Does he work?
Do you wonder if his life will bloom?
Is the girl going to have the kid anytime soon?
How's the mother?
Do they ever go visit the brother?
What about the dad?
I heard he drinks undercover
Some are still shooting up, another on crack
Just the other day trooper got sent back
What type of life do you lead?
Tell me
'cause you can be anything you want to be