This is the life and we live this to the fullest
Do whatever we like

They said that all I had to do was rap rap and rap again
Go ahead and get buh buh back to black again
Back to the future back to all that again
1980′s stuff oh yeah all of that again
So here I go now I’m talking my stuff
Talking bout your shoe game and I’m a call your bluff
Talking bout your style then and I’m a pull you up
Just tossing out the talk when you ain’t got none
Questions of [?] L.A. to Chicago
Fly is just fly even if you ain’t a model
[?] and some [?] and you known for the [bad word] Keep it really real cause this is

The life and we live this to the fullest
Do whatever we like cause we young and we are foolish
So this one’s for London yeah yeah
Wherever you came from yeah yeah
And this one’s for Brooklyn yeah yeah
Then back but there ain’t no tomorrow [bad word] 
They say I’m ever so clean to the point that she stank
So I said I would do a whole song of [?]
Stuck on the beat like Ye’s on the track
Wack songs kinda [?] and I’m a [?]
I’m a say whatever I like cause that’s me
You could take your opinions and eat cheese
Check me on 1 I’m not of the moment
I am a [?] I live at the MoMA
She going to far now get up to par now
Tiny with a temper I’m a get till I pass out
I wanna see who’s really getting their clown on
So I’m a keep it this this real from now on

This is the life and we live this to the fullest
Do whatever we like cause we young and we are foolish
So this one’s for London yeah yeah
Wherever you came from yeah yeah
And this one’s for Brooklyn yeah yeah
Then back but there ain’t no tomorrow [bad word] 
[ Lyrics from [bad word] /www [bad word] estelle-the-life-lyrics ]

Now I been [?] should get you off your back
Do you be free cause I’m me that’s that

This one’s for London this ones for England
DC Miami L.A. to [bad word] to Rio Paris to Kingston

This is the life and we live this to the fullest
Do whatever we like cause we young and we are foolish
So this one’s for London yeah yeah
Wherever you came from yeah yeah
And this one’s for Brooklyn yeah yeah
Then back but there ain’t no tomorrow [bad word]