Lyrics:

I remember how it all began I used to sing dirty raps to my East Side fans Back then I knew ya couldn't stop this rap No M.C. could rock like that Then the new style came, the bass got deeper Ya gave up the mike and bought you a beeper Do ya wanna rap or sell coke? Brothers like you ain't never been broke People wanna say it's just my time Brothers like me had to work for mine Eight years on the mike and I'm not jokin' Sir Too Short comin' straight from Oakland California, home of the rock Eight woofers in the trunk, beatin' down the block Short dog, I'm that rappin' man I said it before and I 'll say it again Life is too short Too short Life is too short Life is to some people unbearable Committin' suicide and that's terrible Was it much too much or nothing' big? If ya live my life, you'd be fightin' to live Life is to me my main asset I be doin' all right and keep it just like that Chill out at the house and pump that bass I'm tryin' to get rich as I rock the place Everybody's got that same old dream To have big money and fancy things Drive a brand new Benz, keep your banck right here Never hear me stutter once because I talk real clear It's on you, homeboy, watcha gonna do? You can take my advice and start workin', fool Or you can close your ears and run your mouth And one day, homeboy, ya soon find out Life is too short Too short Life is too short Life is too short, would you agree? While I'm livin' my life, don't mess with me It's been a long time, baby, since I first got down But I still keep makin' these funky sounds