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DuWaNDeM - Everyone Wants To Be Gangster
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This track's about all the Wanksta's who try to act all hard when their not..........PRODUCED BY: Dub Dutch
I'm a rapper, a singer, a dancer, a writer, a producer, freestyler, guitar player, piano player, bass player, and I also play the drums..
DuWaNDeM Canadian Artist from the T Dot... SHOUTZ TO MY CREW OF RAPPERS AND PRODUCERS: Baby-Tee, Dub Dutch, Nitrus, Alki-Riddimz, J.O.V, Urban, Gibbz, Benzetta, MizzUndastood, Wheezy Benzetta http://www.soundclick.com/Benzetta Dub Dutch http://www.soundclick.com/urbanrice Baby-TEE http://www.soundclick.com/babytee Nitrus http://www.soundclick.com/nitrus Alki-Riddimz http://www.soundclick.com/alkiriddimz
Song Info
Charts
Peak #3,907
Peak in subgenre #1,916
Author
DuWaNDeM
Rights
Eddie De Juan
Uploaded
January 21, 2006
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MP3 3.6 MB 128 kbps 1:58
Story behind the song
I was cruisin around Jane and Finch juss on my way home... I'm at a red light, and two thugs pull a gun with an attempt to car jack me, so I bolted outta there... They didn't even try to shoot, and it didn't seem like they tried hard enough to get me outta the car, therefore I realized their just fake thugs acting all hardcore... Couldn't sleep that night, so i wrote this song....
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EVERYBODY WANTS TO BE GANGSTER CHORUS Everybody wants to be gangster Everybody wants to be hard Everybody wants to be hardcore Everybody wants a gun Everybody wants to be gangster Everybody wants to be feared But when the opportuniy comes You pussies do nuthin but run VERSE 1 Traffic light staul, two blocks where I drove in two gangsters by the bus stop, locked up and loaded Minded my own business, ignorin the sidelines Wasn't no drive by, all I saw was the guys eyes Red bandanas, covering the descriptions large hooded sweaters, no cops in sight transferrin from the sidewalks, step on the street I'm the only target bout to be swept off my feet A gun was raised, stairin into my soul I stared back straight, glarin into the hole Get out of the car, the words were uttered I stepped on the gas, thinking bout my mother Had no time for the green, so I crossed the red no shots were fired, so i lossed respect My life wasn't taken, but it has lossed meaning So i made a pact with my heart for it to never stop beating VERSE 2 It's not bout wat u say to embellish the news It's bout usin ur words right to be tellin the truth The rich may not be ghetto, but times become hard which means it's only ghetto in the eyes of ur heart When I hopped on the highway, I had an epiphony That life can be short, if you live it unwillingly and it's not bout whether you play your cards right it's bout pushin the limits through hard days and hard nights I've never held a gat before, I've never sold crack and till this day, I still forever hold back I'm not gonna sell my soul, just to have my rings blingin I'm not gonna rob, jsut to have rims spinning it's not that I'm a wanksta, I just don't approve the lifestyle Committing crimes to survive and lose your bright smile So, wats the real point, your not makin life better you just destroy a future, which life would have endeavoured VERSE 3 See Jane and Finch used to known as the danger zone Not no more, just strugglers hoping for greater homes hopin to put food on their rigitidy tables praying to keep crimes low and statistically stable Paul Nguyen claims that there is nuthin to fear that the community's clean, it's been like that for years So I decided to cruise by for the first time only to have gangsters attempting the worst crime That gunpoint could have ended my days for good And it's only my first time in that neighbourhood See, Jane and finch is stereotyped for a reason I had to commit a red light infraction just to be breathin Paul, you lead me to perceive, only to be decieved So wat assumptions am I left with now to believe So i'm not really moved by ur serene beliefs Cuz no matter wat, there's no way you can clean the streets
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