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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #1,225
Peak in subgenre #648
Author
Young Jay/Playboy
Rights
Illness Productions
Uploaded
July 10, 2004
Track Files
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MP3 3.3 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
Playboy:
rose above the things i endored as a child
hard times in the past to produce a smile
life is more challenging the longer i bear on
im making music for the start of a new spawn
waitin for my soul, to rise like a rocket {already}
ppl in the rap game want me to stop it {nope}
i guess my skills are nothing but an elevation {yea}
these opinions are messin with my concentration
life continues but it keeps gettin bolder
i stand in the heat but it still gets colder
wat ever i approach man im ready to battle
but i stand sturdy so i cant be rattled {nope}
gotta hurt life where is my compensation
my future is in a locker but there is no combination
Young Jay: (hook)
As life continues, this life we lived is finally gone
A lot more years left, there's more shit to past by and come
settle this hate, no need to pull out no guns
we all the same inside and we altogether are one
As life continues, this life we lived is finally gone
A lot more years left, there's more shit to past by and come
The hatred that's in us, is killin us one by one, slowly
As life continues, one by one we die slowly
Young Jay:
Funerals, closed caskets and too much pain
Just seen another brother slain, im tryin to make it through this game
Nigga get shot or jailed, how can niggaz take this
Gats to shooting and people being racist
livin life like this, people must hate this
bein broke, forced to move to different places
Now medias got kids fearing, nigga get shot
he scream for the cops but just dont give a damn aint hearing
(hook)
Bullets flying everywhere, but none has hit me yet though
my time will come, one will hit me real slow
I be living in better dayz, life comes and goes
My rappin, my writin, deep thought into what I wrote from my soul
all i got is a mic, rappin to survive this life
spittin rights, aint gon give in without no fight
Im just expressing shit, writin wit my pen and pad
discard the weapons, no need fo gats
This isnt the way to live, people are paranoid from death,
pray for one last breath, gotta slug in ya chest
be set for that moment, be set wit a vest
i aint gon rest, ima do wats best, nuttin less
u gotta decision to make is it the right or wrong way?
this is just what i gotta say for these names in the rap game
Just keep ya faith and follow the play,
man, this shit right here iz called a thugz day...
(hook)
Playboy:
when i was much smaller alotta things happend {alot}
but it all disappeared when i started rapping
started creating music and i felt underated
my skills unstated but they have elevated {already}
maybe thats the cause for all of this hatred
but its not my fault that i have inflated {yea}
for everyone that needs it let god be with you
imma leave the story open to be continued..
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