If I showed you all my chargers you won't look at me the same. It wasn't no hero so we look up to the villains. Swear the whole hood missin' them smiles. I counted out the waves (I counted out the waves). I'll Save It for the Judge. Now I'm the golden child, I used to think my mama hated me. I remember I was dead broke, nigga, I ain't have shit.
Made some choices in my life I wish I never had to make. First we was broke, but now I'm swervin' in that Range truck. I ran that bag up, you in your head making up calculations. Curse words on the tv and radio. I always see the white man robbin the black man back g. And i don't even get in trouble for it. Expensive taste, my clothes foreign, I be dripping like a fountain. Just finding yourself and looking past your failures. Cause even at m[ A]y worst[ A/C]. One minute life was so hard, she had me losin' faith. When it's violence on our side of town, they blame us. I ain't sacrifice the shit I lost it was took from me. Normal to cursed text. I think that in this song, and a lot of their other songs, the narrator has a sort of revelation or awakening--"When your life is oh so dreary, dream. " Niggas be clowns, puttin' on shows for the media, I don't be shit but amused.
Back in them streets few weeks later, now he locked up again. Now it's thirty on my wrist, I paid a stack for these Chanels. My niggas gone, I miss them days when we came up. There was a terrific writer in the 70s named Richard Brautigan. Mm-mm-mm, Polo G. Curse Lyrics - Normal The Kid. Live in the flesh. You say how can i make these dirty raps. Sittin' in that cell, I used to feel like my potential wasted. They tried to warn us like we gon' see them heaven gates or jail. Granny, I'm locked up again, sat in that station faithfully. Karma: 'You're talking shit' into 'you flip the script'. I think he is singing to more than one person, parts of it are sung to a lover, and other parts to his parents. In 2000, when this song was written, about 448, 607 people lived in Albuquerque.
Stay as far from as I look up to the clouds. Think I'm passing out. Took so many losses, swear I thought the hood was cursed. Told my brother, "I got your back", show my niggas what loyalty mean. This song is really powerful emotionally and you can feel the emotions throughout the entire song.
Made it out the hood, I still pop out on some gang shit. I am stronger now today than I think anyone could be and so grateful for who I am and where I've been. You cut down trees to build bridges there. Killing our community to eat, heroin serving. Shit fun but it's bittersweet. I just thank God that I'm gifted. Just how does Kidz Bop censor songs. Nathan from Bluehaven, AustraliaI love this song so much. As far as "june" goes i think that is someone he knew and loved. And niggaz know i come equip when i whip them. It's a whole lot of niggas with thay f*ckin' hand out.
Grinding for a new life, ay. Its probably my favorite song on Siamese Dream. I know real killers, no remorse in 'em, proud of the bodies they caught. A]never [ B7]be your [ E]curse. You gotta live with each decision that you chose to make.
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind. Emotions bottled up, I don't know what's wrong and it's killing me. I don't feel it, so I disagree. But you're cool enough to not quite see that that's ultimately what needs to be done. I really love them so I treat em' like my children.
'your roommates cheap-ass screw top rose' into 'your roommates cheapest screw top rose'. Lavish life, now I live like a king, I got on, now I'm blessing my team. There is an age in a boy's life where you are tall, ackward, shy, looking like an adult and feeling like a kid. For my family, gotta build a legacy, I'ma be the man when I'm dead. Walk in court in them shackles, see my mama, her eyes tearin'. Bad child clean lyrics. He bids farewell to everyone and 'mother weep the years im missing' possibly could show that he really has no intention of ever coming back. Who didn't share the feelings. Living completely before it's too late to live at all.