Stuart Alden "Stu" Cook (born April 25, 1945) is an American bass guitarist, best known for his work in the rock band, Creedence Clearwater Revival.
In the mid-1970s, Cook and former CCR drummer Doug Clifford joined the Don Harrison Band, which released two albums. In 1979, Cook produced 15 songs by Roky Erickson and the Aliens, which were released in 1980 on two LPs with different running orders, The Evil One and I Think of Demons. From 1986 to 1991, Cook was a member of the country and western band Southern Pacific. In 1993 Cook auditioned for the role of the bassist in Rolling Stones after the departure of Bill Wyman. Cook and Clifford later reformed the band Creedence Clearwater Revisited in 1995.
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