Представляем точный текст композиции "Life Story" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Z-Ro . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Life Story» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Z-Ro передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Z-Ro - "Life Story"
Lyrics to Life Story : [Z-Ro] Nobody seems to understand that my brain aint stable They got me out on the ledge feel like Im falling off the edge it aint no fable Its reality, feel like Im on the offensive, they trying to tackle me Thats why I keep popping fists So rather relative or stranger, better keep your distance I cant determine friend or foe so you in danger Chemical imbalances of the weed and cocaine, but it really Dont matter to society, a nigga that got no face and no name Deserving more, but Ima mob until I aint got nothing left And the only thing thats promised to me is more problems and death Cause theres some niggas looking for me and they might be near And if they kill me dont shed a tear, remember Im not happy here Even still, got to keep my eyes on the prize Although my vision is blurry Im losing life in a hurry Even my girlfriend dont understand, didnt want to Witness the wicked so please find yourself another man, haters feel me (Chorus - 2x) This is my liiiiiiiiife Surviving in the struggle, living so shife [Verse 2] My opposition and proposition is scheming for cash And if you bitches is scandalous, I get in that ass So lets reliviate the pressure Dont try to run its guaranteed these slugsll catch you Oh yeah, I keeps a problem solver A pistol grip, a automatic and revolver Check it, and Ima handle up baby Its in my nature its a must it aint a maybe, peep game The feds taking pictures, and tapping my phones But if I catch you bitches snitching best believe me its on I analyze of this realize and open fire on bitches And if I catch you bastards slipping Im leaving bodies in ditches, huh I bet that ass can pass it Your life span it aint long, you in a casket, check it Niggas rushing your ass, mob deep with ski masks Busting shots on the road trying to make your car crash, this is my life (Chorus - 2x) [Z-Ro] These boys be telling me they got love, giving me false-i-fied tapping, but I know they wouldnt give a fuck about me if there wasnt no money in rapping See I know they want to get rich off me understand, even if I was To die I still can talk they still put a mic in my hand For trying to copy my style of life, pretending like they from my block While I survive on willing to live while they depend on mom and pops Before you make your move, check yourself and giving me for the millions For the love of the struggle and just cant take it cause you not real You want to be dead, theres gone be a dentist to see When a nigga be scream and hollering Im godfather But I guess its just the menace in me, plus The only nigga thats skipping me from clicking is Herman Fisher Relocated the killers and gats and drinking and if and burning swishers Why they want to play with my life, they got families, nigga I dont The only thing between me and them hoes Is Ima keep thugging they timid ass wont Will they mind they own god damn business and keep they self out of mine Because of a thin line, between handling business and boo yeah coward a nine baby (Chorus - 4x) [ Life Story Lyrics ]
Содержание трека помогает не только запомнить любимые строки, но и ощутить связь с Z-Ro. Возможно, вы заметите, как лирика «Life Story» перекликается с вашим опытом, или найдёте ответы на давние вопросы. Эта страница создана для ценителей музыки: здесь вы сохраните текст для личного использования, поделитесь им с друзьями или используете в творчестве. Погружайтесь в мир слов композиции «Life Story» — каждая строчка здесь обретает новый смысл.