Songtext Life ahead of me Talib Kweli

Life ahead of me

I got my whole life ahead of me x4

[Verse 1: Rapsody]
This path got hurdles
Smoke rappers to make up for the herbal
It's quite fertile after 4 months of murder
I push em to the edge, now they sanity is (?)
Missin', I guess I'm that gifted
Why I never celebrated damn Christmas
I been the rap game wishlist
The morticians boomin' business
These bitches till bitchin'
Sad day for you, there's no love?
Here, better ask grandma, she can pray for you
You just pray to me
I just react like 8 Uzi's, blow holes in your plan like (?)
Love the (?) in Sicily
I pray I'm just as strong as on when I turn 60
Hope my health good and I ain't sick, B
Pray with news, no other icons
Like we lost Whitney, and maybe (?)
You'll get my age right
Maybe one of these months, I'll sleep all night
And if I don't, it's alright

[Hook: Rapsody (x3)]
I got my whole life ahead of me
I know this world ain't heavenly
I'm just following this little recipe
I got my whole life ahead of me (x3)
I know this world ain't heavenly
I'm just following this lil' recipe

[Verse 2: Talib Kweli]
Stack chips like the treasury
Nigga swear they ballin' like they 7 feet
But John Lennon, just let it be
(I got my whole life ahead of me)
I judge a man by his enemies
Rapsody my sister, 9th my brother
Like the (?)
Indie 5, the best emcee's of recent memory

They try to kill the poor, I got the remedy
That's why I fought the (?) damn Kennedy's
Try to pull a rug like (?)
Buggin' you like a centipede
Even tho it tie together nicely like a center piece
Try to pretend
Try to take away my energy
Save it like dentist (?)
These niggas thirsty as a speech was in Tennessee (?)
You girl messaged me, calling me bae like the (?)
But never stop testing me
Chances the best of me is lookin'
Black Star, I'm a body of work, it's heavenly
Death tries it's best to keep up
Cause life's ahead of me

[Hook (x2)]

[Verse 3: Rapsody]
How slow can you be, I been killin' annually
I'm half beast machine
I guess Hills or Jeans make a difference
If they listen or pay attention, I'm in adventure, fuck you niggas
If I had a penis, your penis would be hard as a brick is
Say I'm king on some rap shit
But my gender got them tender
I recognize y'all lies
And understand it ain't even, ain't no 5+5's
Ain't no more cries like Mary Blige and them
Pressure part of the process, like all them diamonds been
So when I'm (?)
And break promises
I never like a female rapper that ain't honest, if it now
If they never saw my profile, they probably picture me with a image
That do resemble (?)
Dissing like (?) cymbals
Make much noise
And rejoice for Cristal
But not really, though
I'm still killin' them easy, like eenie miny moe

[Hook (x2)]