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What It Means
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This song is a description what my life really is-- dark, deep, and thought provoking.
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The New Age of Hip-Hop and R & B
Nater MC (aka Nate Ball) began writing at age 12, and grew into a rapper/ singer that has produced four albums-- "Primary Shades" (2000) "Darker Side Of White" (2001) "Transparent" (2002) "Opaque" (2003) Nater MC's next venture is "Life Cycle", his 5th and most prestigious album yet. The life that has been lived before has come back, and in some areas, haunts him. It goes to show that life, no matter what you do, life comes back around...
Song Info
Charts
Peak #1,399
Peak in subgenre #826
Author
Beat-Atomic XL Lyrics-Nater MC
Rights
2003
Uploaded
December 01, 2003
Track Files
MP3
MP3 4.0 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Story behind the song
I don't usually describe what I think about, but I did on this track, and hopefully, this let you know what life means to me.
Lyrics
So you want to live this struggle, The life I have, it's somethin' beyond you, You have to get used to the restructure, Beats on your heart, when all vessels rupture, Hold the clutch to the vehicle of your soul, Rise to the top is my number 1 goal, Take the tolls, but it's well worth it, 'Cause the walls remain dirty, with all the thrown s---, Don't let it hit you, just go on through, The light at the end of the tunnels upon you, One more door to open, and it's locked forever, Retreat is the last endeavor, But replace the strings that were there before, And realize that you're not even here anymore, 0-0 score, when you have to run all these bases, The shades of colors changes through all the phases. (Chorus 2x) You have no idea what it means, To be down and out, but life brings, All this sudden pain, and it hurts again, And my life will never begin, until the end of time. Pressure points, lockin' joints, Take the throne, it's you I appoint, You've already ran my life, Let's see if you can make things right, Good luck, my struggle is tough, You'd give the chair back if you really gave a f---, But, I know you don't, just leave me for dead, And I still hang around like all of my songs in your head, All spoonfed, there's nothing to say or do, 'Cause the thoughts out of my mind are screwed, Not sick and twisted, maybe demented, Every word I say, I meant it, The jewels on my crown are all black, You got that now, I'll tear it off your skull to get that back, 'Cause inside of it, is what makes my skin bleed, Do you really know what it f---in' means to be N-A-T-E-R-M-C? (Chorus 4x) If you can't stand me, even handle, Take a hold of my life, and try to battle, 'Cause no NFL defense can tackle me, Rack up all the scars, feathers and tar, And see why my face is so marred, Baked and char-broiled, my soul uncoiled, When I'm back to life, and six feet in the soil, So take me like you do everybody, And make them envious and not turn them green, A changed human being in me, all said and done, Ask Nelly who realy is #1, Around the way, now here I come, So look behind you, you playahaters, With the lights set low, and these moving faders, Up to the top of the hip-hop stairs, It's only me, always N-A-T-E-R-M-C. (Chorus 4x then fade)
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