The Sturmgeschütz III (StuG III) assault gun was Germany's most produced armoured fighting vehicle during World War II. It was built on the chassis of the proven Panzer III tank, replacing the turret with a fixed casemate and mounting a more powerful gun. Initially intended as a mobile, armoured light gun for direct-fire support for infantry, the StuG III was continually modified, and much like the later Jagdpanzer casemate-styled specialist armored vehicles, was widely employed as a tank destroyer.
The Sturmgeschütz III originated from German experiences in World War I when it was discovered that, during the offensives on the western front, the infantry lacked the means to effectively engage fortifications. The artillery of the time was heavy and not mobile enough to keep up with the advancing infantry to destroy bunkers, pillboxes, and other minor obstacles with direct fire. Although the problem was well known in the German army, it was General Erich von Manstein who is considered the father of the Sturmartillerie ("assault artillery"). This is because the initial proposal was from (then) Colonel Erich von Manstein and submitted to General Ludwig Beck in 1935, suggesting that Sturmartillerie units should be used in a direct-fire support role for infantry divisions. On June 15, 1936, Daimler-Benz AG received an order to develop an armoured infantry support vehicle capable of mounting a 75 mm (2.95 in) calibre artillery piece. The gun mount's fixed, fully integrated casemate superstructure was to allow a limited traverse of a minimum of 25° and provide overhead protection for the crew. The height of the vehicle was not to exceed that of the average soldier.
Verse one
I haven't been in this ghetto life for long
But in da time dat I've, I became strong
I've been in fights, ruff nights
All da things dat aint right
Seen niggaz go down da hard way
Been snitching, stupid niggaz dunno wat ta say
U dunno ma life
But u know, aint I got a wife
All da stress dat passes ma way
Gotta cum through every day
I luvd ma mum, luvd ma pap
Bee wit m when times were tough
This all about ma life
But also thnx 4 time witout a knife
Ma niggas threatening wit a gun
Started to blunder
Pow lifes gone!
Everyone starts to moan
Stop da jealousy n' hate
Stop fuckin' wit ya fate!
Chorus
This is ma life
Every day its all about ma life
Wat I gotta go through in ma life
Some y'all been talkin' hating ma life
But its ma life, but its ma life.
Verse two
Ma close friend lost his queen
Shit it's a scene not 2b seen
Talk about losing peace n' tranquility
Stop at a mood of humidity
Been tryna get into da musik industry
What my future holds is juz a mystery
But da question still remains
Could I fulfill da dynasty
It was hard getting here
Da visa repeater
N' all da forms we hadta clear
Think we going there to sip beer
Of cos afta we say, we here
Please I got nu'in to fear
Ill be raising da atmosphere
Sit on da plane, whisper in her ear
Mammy I wanna fuck ya in da rear
All year!
They know ama bad ass
Don't put me in first class
Ill start a real bash
Dats wat they thought I was
Dats why da ticket cost
Cos I got black completion
Think ama get an erection
Fuck em stewardesses
Juz by lifting em dresses
Shit!
Chorus
This is ma life
Every day its all about ma life
Wat I gotta go through in ma life
Some y'all been talkin' hating ma life
But its ma life, but its ma life.
Verse three
Now I hit da stash
These snitches n me clash
They be thinkin' am trash
Its cool, bring ya face, ama smash
They know ma musik burns rubber
Am da next idol like Ruben Studdard
Aint gonna stutter stutter
Gon get hotter hotta
Ma lifes been well
Roaming around in this realm
Ma musik aint stale
It goes through ya heart
Sharp like a nail
Bitch move! Slow like a snail
Ama be tearing through yas
U wanna produce ma musik, too cool
This shits for no fool
Try master ma musik, ma shit
U aint got da tools.
Chorus
This is ma life
Every day its all about ma life
Wat I gotta go through in ma life
Some y'all been talkin' hating ma life