Artist: Royce Da 5'9" Album: Book of Ryan Song: Life Is Fair Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Intro] Greg, Ryan, take them damn garbage cans to the back {"808 Mafia"} [Royce Da 5'9"] Summertime were the funnest times Momma used to had to say "Come inside" like a hunnid times Flat booty, big titty bitches just on they grind My nigga Moody used to say they was built like the number nine Ha, wish I could be childish for old times Either y'all were Tranzor Z, or y'all were Voltron Stole bikes with Ike until the time that he stole mine Told Mom, she told me "What comes 'round, goes 'round" [Chorus: Royce Da 5'9"] Stop, right (right there) I never said that life, was fair (fair) [Royce Da 5'9"] Look, we had our best times when momma and poppa went out and someone like my auntie would watch us She just smoked weed and want not to be bothered We go and leave the house to not be by her She was our favorite, she never would holler She get high and give out several dollars Every time she get the camera, she'd tell me to smile knowin damn well I was never no smiler [Chorus] [Interlude: woman talking] Hey girl, how you doin? Yeah, Greg's in there gettin dressed, how are the children? I see you got you a new car You know just gettin along, gettin along Ryan is doin well Uh, girl I got to go, Greg is callin me It was good talkin to you baby I can't stand that bitch, ugh [Royce] I said [Chorus] [Royce Da 5'9"] Look, same girl that momma just was talkin all fake to used to borrow our papers, and all of our things She was always ungrateful, always had bad news Always into the latest gossip Always was tryna show our father her nudes, that shit not cool One day we went out of town and they broke the door down on our house and stole all of our food Stole from us, we ain't have much more than you [Outro: Royce Da 5'9"] Stop, uh, stop right there You know when karma catch you Everything in your life gon' fail You gon' be a failure You gon' be a failure Said you gon' be a failure You gon' be a failure We gotta move