JAHEIM lyrics - The Makings Of A Man

Life Of A Thug

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[Hook:] I live the life of a thug Sold many of drugs Whatever you name it, i've done Laid a few cats down I'm on some new shit now I tell you whatever you name it, i've done Live the life of a hustla Keepin it gangsta Whatever you name it, i've done I been all around the world Met all kinds of girls I tell you whatever you name it, i've done [Verse 1:] Coming up I had it bad I never knew my dad Only memories, a picture in a frame He passed away when I was two There was nothing they could do And all I know is that they said he was the ladies man Momma kept pressing on Her boys kept her strong We didn't need for much She did it all alone She kept her head up high Till the day she died Told me to never give up Do what I gotta, to survive I been uptown, played many games, hurt by many girls Been all around, looking for love, but no one to trust I been locked down with the big boys See I changed now The high school diploma made my momma proud [Hook:] I live the life of a thug Sold many of drugs Whatever you name it I've done Laid a few cats down I'm on some new shit now I tell you whatever you name it, I've done Live the life of a hustla Keepin it gangsta Whatever you name it, i've done I been all around the world Met all kinds of girls I tell you whatever you name it, i've done [Verse 2:] In and out of jail since 12 A juvenile so no bail Most of my summer days, spent em' away They gave me a B and E, first degree robbery, criminal mischief Prosecution's on my heels now I tried to straighting up too I got hit by deja vu A 9 to 5 couldn't find it My only option was to block it I been shot at, stabbed You don't know the half I was a real ass cat Taking a look back The life of a thug I been uptown, played many games, hurt by many girls Been all around, looking for love, but no one to trust I been locked down with the big boys See I changed now The high school diploma made my momma proud [Hook:] I live the life of a thug Sold many of drugs Whatever you name it I've done Laid a few cats down I'm on some new shit now I tell you whatever you name it, I've done Live the life of a hustla Keepin it gangsta Whatever you name it, i've done I been all around the world Met all kinds of girls I tell you whatever you name it, i've done I been through so much Didn't know who to trust I could only count on me Out in playing in these streets Had to change up my hustle Had to live with the struggle Taking a dozen a blow It's been a long time coming but I came up And I gotta thank the Lord Cause he gave me enough Anything more than that I woudn't be where i'm at Anything less I confess Look at me now Im at my best [Hook:] I live the life of a thug Sold many of drugs Whatever you name it I've done Laid a few cats down I'm on some new shit now I tell you whatever you name it, I've done Live the life of a hustla Keepin it gangsta Whatever you name it, i've done I been all around the world Met all kinds of girls I tell you whatever you name it, i've done

Real Life In Rap

JOE BUDDEN "Joe Budden"
Intro/Chorus: repeat 2X] I hate y'all duuuuuuudes That get real life and rap confuuuuuuused Don't get it fucked up, and don't get shoooot Tryin to be somethin you're nooooot -- my niggaz want war, whatchu think you good for? [Joe Budden] Yeah you talk like them threats is real A pine box, closed casket and mommy's black dress is real I only spit what I live, and I play my part, feds know You just talkin burners cause your A R said so Don't play the game like it's just a scrimmage Don't think that what you hearrrin is just a image How your songs though? You never spent a day in the bing Niggaz is movin they mouths but they ain't sayin a thing Half y'all vets is heartless and rep regardless Only time you seen a courtroom was pressin charges How you baggin up white, but won't scrap in a fight Sheeeeit, c'mon mayne, shit ain't addin up right When shit's thick, whatchu gon' do with that pound But real recognize real, you must be new in this town All I'm hearin is another nigga's life over tracks And you lames ain't willin to lose your life over rap [Chorus] [Joe Budden] Tired of hearin 'bout you rap dudes comin with the guns Never caught a body, had the smell comin from the trunk (And umm) I'm tired of hearin 'bout your 4's bust While I was cuffed on a up North bus Y'all fucked on a tour bus All them stories 'bout you gettin money with gangsters (Guess what?) The shit is pretty funny to gangsters I'm tired of hearin 'bout that gat in your boot Cause when it's said and done and you finished that rap in the booth, it's back to the truth And your shit is glass thug (and you) never outside Cause youse a in the lab thug (youse a) pen and pad thug It sounds good, you ain't pushin work in the projects But you spittin 'bout it when you work on your project Clown answer back, y'all never seen the hammers flash Just photo shoots when cameras flash All I'm hearin is another nigga's life over tracks And you lames ain't willin to lose your life over rap [Chorus] [Joe Budden] In direct beef between rappers, they be all thugs See each other in the street and dap, it's all love War stories ain't yours about the pounds your man got Only time you move bricks is when the SoundScan drop You ain't never cooked NOTHIN by that kitchen sink And the only time you been behind bars was fixin a drink You actin a fool, got real life and rap confused With them ten o'clock songs, you just rappin the news But I ain't mad atcha flow, he tryin to stack his dough But everybody's a thug until them ratchets show The same dudes that rap about (they get) stuck for all the 1's And if everybody's a killer, where the fuck is all the punks? I hope you gettin your loot; just remember what you spit in the booth There's other people that's livin proof Y'all cats with all the mouth, just stay in your lane And pray that a real NUCCA don't decide to call you out [Chorus]

Untouchable

THE FIRM
Nas: Yeah, I'd like to welcome everybody that came. I know that I woke y'all up early this morning, but shit is real, I needed all y'all to come down, so we can talk about these things thats going on man. It's gettin real. Wizard: Escobar repritoire that's my man Blowin up, how we expand Stack grands up pack fans up with wild cats Bustin live gats Claimin that you illa than me, now how's that In the bridge hangin with the thugs menaces Images of mad loot and being citizens Now we livin large reminiscin and flippin on prison guards Jumpin in and out of different cars On a weekly Benz or Mitsubishi Got the flip phone in the swift zone Satellite dish, 50 inch with the Knicks on Everyday it's real in my life, we live in sitcoms Real arm, bustin out this hustlin game with the name See it in life, bitch get it right Scorecedes, cap low, black mercedes Miami in back with the crack, the late 80's Brown timbs and thousands Now we on to some real dough How does it feel to count a mil What you bum Throw a party and show love to the same cats after your stacks who throw slugs

The Inc.

JA RULE "Pain Is Love"
[Caddillac Tah talking] Yo, that's right Niggas just ain't, doin' it how we doin' it Nah mean son I G [Chorus (2X)] Murder INC. Takin' flight We go hard Betta get it right [Caddillac Tah] We go hard! yeah Player not for nuttin' I spit fo' and leave a nigga bent up fo' sho', get low Only got love for gangsta niggas, get doe That's for all the hatin' niggas waitin' to see me go Down to the bottom Chop up crack Playin' the blocks and Still wouldn't matter, push the rock well like Stockton Paper chasin', chasin' acres Operation get rich, take money over a bitch You see me move low in the six and magazines a flicks Playin' hard in the porch, plush Young thuggin' and bossed up Touch niggas clutchin' what they know they bustin' We can do whatever nigga, whenever nigga Really is nothing Murder killa, we crush 'em, shit Got the industry on romadon While we celebrate tastin' bottles of Perinon So for life it's murder Ice burners, stacks and trucks We after bucks, mother fucker! Murder INC. [Black Child] Murder INC.'s the underdog It's a blessin' to ball We learn a lesson from y'all How not to fall Black Child will body a beat, this is airway robbery When Murder INC. drop albums, that's when gangstas party What chu know about Ferrari or Cadillac Escalade Or bitches on Ecstasy, sexy Eat, sleep, eat and watch freaks eat freaks Throw it up, put it down for the streets Who wouldn't fall in love, with a life like this Hittin' hoes that's priceless In tight icebergs shit You can blame the drugs It ain't gon' change to slugs A famous thug Pain is love, mother fuckers! [Chorus (2X)] [Ja Rule] Who would've thought, we get away with manslaughter Numerous cars, cribs off the water A playa no longer, life's gettin' shorter Tired of hoes takin' offers, instead of orders The Rule don't condone this Cause in the late '60's this game was flawless Until blow got on the rise Them ol' Jacks was slingin' pies in bell bottoms and buttonflies But now, pop yo collars, blow set for sag And we still fly birds L-A-X to Lag They roll caddies with white walls, we ride Benz with mags Still the goal remains the same, guard from feds Y-D to O-G, the game chose me R-U-L-E the INC. and I-G We never gon' break free from this life we live as thugs Pain is love, it's murda [Chorus (2X)] [Ashanti] You see the life we live, we on the murderous shit And every time we breathe, it's Murder I-N-C You know it's love to thug, cause thug is in our blood And how we paint this shit, stay on that gangsta shit You see the life we live, we on the murderous shit And every time we breathe, it's Murder I-N-C You know it's love to thug, cause thug is in our blood And how we paint this shit, stay on that gangsta shit Stay on that gangsta shit, stay on that gangsta shit Stay on that gangsta shit See what we do when we do what we do when we do it Stay on that gangsta shit

Granite Tops

JACK & JACK
Yeah yeah yeah yeah Alright check me out! No I don't claim to know the struggle 'Cause I've never lived it but Life for me hasn't always been photogenic and perfect Only I can make my own self determined Not a parent, a preacher, a teacher, Jesus or verdict could overturn This will power that I got burnin' So deep inside of me trying unecessary like cursive And no my parents aren't divorced My pops never vanished They act like since I've always had granite tops That I take this shit for granited, dammit That isn't further from the truth Who gives a damn if I was brought up astute? They say "You don't have the financial problems all these real rappers do and you ain't even bustin' caps in dudes" And just because I have a passion for rappin' The world expects me to? Now that's the stupidest thing that I've ever heard I'm just gon' flip em' the bird I'm wakin' up in the early morning hours A powerful work etchi's so unheard of in this day And age I'll make my way regardless of the haters hatin' Envy is a shameful trait Sometimes I feel there's no escape from the scrutiny and judgements And really Theres not it's gonna keep comin As long as long as the youngin' is buzzin' Ah, So I just accept it and laugh And as much as I love the cash it's so much deeper than that Bein' iconics what I'm striving for while sleeping I snap into a new reality within my dreams And then I wake up to the exact same thing 'Cause recently my life is flipped 180 degrees I was never the most confident of my friends I remember down in my basement Sammy, Big Mikes and Biggs They made me rap for em' Threatening me with shit if I didn't Lowkey makin fun of me as I spit You know how it is Probably thinking to them selves "you better stick to your day job" But now the jokes on them 'Cause that's exactly what this is Yeah Gettin the types of girls I used to not Kinda goes to show as an example How I'm used a lot But no I'm not complaining 'Cause no I didn't got the moral compass of the gods Honestly sometimes I fuck up I'm just a human Sometimes I'm out until the sun's up But that's just how it is when you're young buck Livin' on my own only 18 Don't really like the clubs much I'd rather chill and puff one But that's besides the fact Hip hop head claiming I can't mess with em' 'cause this or that And they're viners and they have young girls for the fans But man at least those girls love me just for who I am I, I guess they'll never understand it's aight

Young Forever

JAY-Z "The Blueprint 3"
[Mr. Hudson] Let’s dance in style, Let’s dance for a while, Heaven can wait we’re only watching the skies Hoping for the best but expecting the worst, Are you gonna drop the bomb or not? Let us die young or let us live forever, We don’t have the power but we never say never, Sitting in a sandpit, Life is a short trip, The music’s for the sad man, [Chorus] Forever young, I wanna be forever young Do you really want to live forever? Forever and ever Forever young I wanna be Forever young Do you really want to live forever? Forever, forever [Jay-Z] So we live a life like a video When the sun is always out and you never get old And the champagne’s always cold And the music is always good And the pretty girls just happen to stop by in the hood And they hop their pretty ass up on the hood of dat pretty ass car Without a wrinkle in today Cuz there is no tomorrow Just some picture perfect day To last a whole lifetime And it never ends Cos all we have to do is hit rewind So lets just stay in the moment, smoke some weed, Drink some wine, Reminisce talk some shit forever young is in your mind Leave a mark that can’t erase neither space nor time So when the director yells cut, I’ll be fine, I’m forever young... [Chorus] [Jay-Z] Fear not when, fear not why, Fear not much while were alive, Life is for living not living up tight, See ya somewhere up in the sky, Fear not die, I'll be alive for a million years, bye bye, So not for legends, I'm forever young My name shall survive Through the darkest blocks, over kitchen stoves, Over Pyrex pots, my name shall be passed down to generations While debating up in barber shops, young slung, hung here, Shorty, the nigga from here With a little ambition just what we can become here, And as the father passed his story down to his sons ears, Younger kid, younger every year, yeah So if you love me baby this is how you let me know. Don’t ever let me go, thats how you let me know, baby, [Chorus] [Jay-Z] Slamming Bentley doors, Hopping out of Porsche’s, Popping up on Forbes lists, Gorgeous, Hold up, Niggas thought I lost it, They be talking bullshit I be talking more shit They nauseous, Hold up, I'll be here forever You know, I'm on my fall shit, And I ain’t waiting for closure, I will never forfeit, Less than four bars, Guru bring the chorus in, Did you get the picture yet, I’m painting you a portrait of young... [Chorus]

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