[Everlast]   SD-50... Soul Assassin collabo... Laugh now motherfucker... HAHAHAHA...      [Chorus 1: B-Real]   The only life I know   Is to guide my soul   I take one day, step at a time   To find mine (what)   As we go   Through the blinding road   Inclining   To find me some mo'      [Repeat chorus 1]      [Chorus 2: Everlast]   For all the runners and the money makers (make that money)   For all the real ones and all the fakers (fake bitches)   For all the stick up kids and life takers (what)   Laugh now, and cry later (cry later)      [B-Real]   I laugh at you   And you expect to see a weakness   You triflin' bitches in speeches   You're fucking leaches   Sponges, soakin' up my energy   Pretend to a friend of me   But you stab me in the back   Cold and vengefully   When all I did was pick you up   And put you on    With the big dons   To lift you up   But you fuckin' spit in my face   And spit venomous words   Used weapons you heard   Would damage my whole world   But you must have mistaken me   For someone else   Because I do to your ass   What you do to yourself   Look into the mirror nigga   What's your reflection?   Are you upset? Full of regret?   What's your intention?   You're a lost one   And now you can't win one   Where you been   You taking it all in son   I see the tears in the eyes of a hater (hater)   You can cry now but you will not smile later      [Chorus 1] - repeat 2X      [Chorus 2]      [Chorus 3: Everlast]   For all the lovers and all the haters (keep hatin')   For all the fake ass perpetrators (fake bitches)   For all the pimps that rock they gators (rock that shit)   Laugh now, cry later (cry later)      [Everlast]   They sellin' teen dreams   On the TV screens   They got a fund for the gun   And a ghost in the machine   They police the crack fiend   But protect the dealer   Underpay the teacher   Overpay the healer   Rob you with the lawyer   Fuck you with the handgun   Throw you in the lineup   Then arrest the wrong one   Trial you by jury   Throw you in prison   There ain't nothin' to it   It's just the way they do it   Unless you got some money   Cause money makes amends   And sometimes peoples get murdered for friends   Sometimes, one times, lose the evidence   It all depends on how much you spend   It's the land of the free   And the home of the gun   Where they kill for the dollar   And they worship the son   Dear god I really hope I ain't the only one   Laugh now, cry later, when it's said and done      [Chorus 1] - repeat 2X      [Chorus 2]      [Chorus 3]      [Dante Ross]   Ya, this is one for all those come and go ungrateful punk motherfuckers...   Ya, this is one to grow on... Soul Assassins style... Deadly assassins...   all up in your nugget... Ha... You can't fuck with it...   You just love it... Ha... Fake bitches...