GROUP HOME – LIVIN’ PROOF

Lyrics

My life story strictly business never blew my chance
Moms kicked me out the house when I was flippin "I'm the Man"
Put the boys on the street, make them walk this beat
Teach them how to eat, and to seek for peace
Son I stamped this name Livin' Proof cause I mean what I say
Bring the fake to reality and make them pay
Yo these ghetto rhyme stories got em scared to death
I'm tryin to get the fuck out, see what the world's about
Check it nineteen-eighty-six is when I reached my peak
Take my brothers outta state and tried to make some ends meet
First destinate your sector then it's just like that
Makin moves with my brothers and there's no turnin back
We got thirty-six grams on the scale right now
Gettin ready with my brothers time to break the shit down
I'm not about killin my people but you know how it go
Work with me not against me and we'll make mad dough
Wear my co-defendant out when I break down with rap
Hold me back and give me love and now I'm givin it back
A unique sound from the streets and it's just so sweet
My Livin' Proof life story, let me break it in piece
Yo I rock on the block with the real hip-hop
As you start to clock... and jock
Yo, I'm comin off with mad rage
Eighteen, and hittin the real stage
But don't worry bout me, cause I'm makin it
And if I can't have it, then I'm takin it
That's how it is, cause I'm livin trife
Where's my knife, take a chance witcha life
Rappers decapitate, and disintegrate
You I will mutilate, when I penetrate
Go for the one when I say raid
A hit man for hire and I wanna get paid
Cause bullets are sprayed and anybody is laid
More money is made and that's the family trade
See I make moves and tell what's the truth
That's why I'm here, to be livin proof
[Chorus:]
"Leave it up to me while I be livin proof"
[Inspectah Deck] "Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough"
[both lines from C.R.E.A.M.]
[cut and scratched by DJ Premier x4]
I'm lost, must pay the cost to be the boss
With force, rather get my point across
I'm goin off on the mic insane, out of sight
When I take flight (like who kid?) Like Mike
And you see, I be rollin like a battlecat
And I'm ready to rip on my combat
Beef I'm not havin that yo, I pull my trigger back
And all you pussy niggaz know where my heart is at
I like to stay down low but yo I flip at times
Like when I'm kickin lines, or bustin out nines
It's like that, shit I jumped off the roof
Pysch, cause I wouldn't be livin' proof
[Inspectah Deck] "Kick the truth, to the young black youth"
The moral of the story - what the fuck's goin on?
NYCeez won't see two thousand if these niggaz keep frontin
I used to hustle on the block, now I rock for papes
Watch out, the world turn, and I will come back
Relieven stress off my brain I got the la-la for that
Breakin down all subjects, and then all facts
Lettin lose everyday, but still, keepin it fat
Bust it niggaz keep on frontin in this game aight?
Scared to death ass rappers don't get no props
Scared to come to the ghetto talk about bustin shots
See I can walk around the ghetto stand in peace and at ease
Get my ghetto crowd open yo you know what I mean
Indeed, see what I see and then you know what I mean
Gettin ready for the future so don't fuck with me
My livin' proof life story niggaz I kill it with ease...
[Chorus: +] "to kick the truth, to the young black youth"

Paroles (Traduction)

Mon histoire de vie, strictement professionnelle, n'a jamais raté ma chance
Ma mère m'a foutu dehors de la maison quand je me la jouais "Je suis l'Homme"
J'ai mis les gars dans la rue, les ai fait marcher sur ce rythme
Je leur ai appris à se nourrir, à chercher la paix
Fils, j'ai estampillé ce nom Livin' Proof car je dis ce que je pense
Je ramène les imposteurs à la réalité et les fais payer
Yo, ces histoires de rimes de ghetto les terrifient à mort
J'essaie de me barrer, voir ce que le monde a dans le ventre
En 1986, j'ai atteint mon apogée
J'ai sorti mes frères de l'État et essayé de joindre les deux bouts
D'abord, détermine ton secteur, ensuite c'est comme ça
Je bouge avec mes frères et il n'y a pas de retour en arrière
On a trente-six grammes sur la balance en ce moment
Je me prépare avec mes frères, c'est l'heure de tout déballer
Je ne suis pas là pour tuer mon peuple mais tu sais comment ça se passe
Travaille avec moi, pas contre moi, et on se fera un max de thunes
Je soutiens mon co-accusé quand je déballe mes raps
Retiens-moi et donne-moi de l'amour et maintenant je le rends
Un son unique des rues et c'est juste si doux
Mon histoire de vie Livin' Proof, laisse-moi la décomposer en morceaux
Yo, je déchire sur le block avec le vrai hip-hop
Alors que tu commences à regarder... et à jacter
Yo, je débarque avec une rage folle
Dix-huit ans, et je déchire la vraie scène
Mais ne t'en fais pas pour moi, car je réussis
Et si je ne peux pas l'avoir, alors je le prends
C'est comme ça, car je vis de manière trife
Où est mon couteau, prends un risque avec ta vie
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Thématique Classique

Style Rap

Keywords Album, Rap new-yorkais

Entités normées DJ Premier, Group Home