What´s harder, life or Mr. Carter? Balling ´til my hair is as white as Johnny Carson You don´t have to beg because I´m fresh out of pardons Little voices in my head said, "Don´t mind the little voices," woah
What´s harder, love or Mr. Carter? Especially when these hoes ain´t right, these hoes ain´t loyal Shit, who´s wrong? Who´s right? Just ask my lawyer Right or wrong, I´m still gon´ take his advice, he take my orders I´ll be a-okay instead of alright, or kinda-sorta And before I ever take that for granted, I take the charges See, you can´t believe in all of the hype you hear at the barber If the odds are stacked against us, they´re likely to stack ´em on us Lil Tune, Jurassic in the room, Tyrannosaurus I ain´t steal it, I took it, I ain´t crooked, I´m cater-cornered
And if my fruits of labor were ripe, I would have an orchard But I´m nauseous from my ups-and-downs and back-and-forwards Shit, Mr. Carter, eyes are always on you So I smile for the cameras and hide from the reporters Roll a blunt up in this bitch, when it burn, it start my motor Shoulder shruggin´ in this bitch ´cause the world is on my shoulders, shit What´s harder, life or Mr. Carter? Tune in this bitch, let´s spike the Holy Water Tryna stay grounded, my flights said no departures Shit, what´s harder, murder or abortion? Woah What´s harder, death or Mr. Carter? Is it easier to play deaf or to listen harder?
I´m like, "Girl, what´s harder than life for Mr. Carter? Knock on wood, but with the wood comes termites and turmoil" What´s easier, to change diapers or back to normal? Times are changing like Father Time just lost his father What´s harder, to ask for sorrow or to borrow? Or to break hearts or get your heart broke? I don´t know
I ask, "What´s harder, jail or Mr. Carter? School or Mr. Carter? The news or Mr. Carter? Man, what´s harder, drugs or Mr. Carter? Judge or Mr. Carter? Court and order, yeah"
What´s harder, life or Mr. Carter?
I ride for this shit like a knight in shining armor I pile up the dope and roll it tight like UnderArmour Coming from this neighborhood, it´s just like coming from comas I got homies from the old school, and we been lost our diplomas Got some hoes from California, think they shit smell like begonias Got a bone to pick? I pick it ´til you´re boneless Like I come from San Antonio, pop up at the spur of the moment, how you want it? When in Hell, I´m a Roman; head on fire, I´m a comet Heat up out my abdomen, and you know me Man, I´m all about my business, business handle business for me
I know you know life´s a bitch, turned her to a business woman, mind your business I´m sayin´, "What´s harder, life or Mr. Carter? What´s higher, the price or Mr. Carter? Should I call you Mystery? Because I´m right here to solve you And if you start to smell fear or fright, I sprayed it on you" I made it, and when I made it, you hate it, I made it, on you You know the streets talk, my nigga, don´t make ´em argue Niggas faded away, I light one and get faded for you I´m reclinin´, Weezy Baby, La-Z-Boy you, they enjoy you