Song | Heart Of Man |
Artist | Xzibit |
Album | Greatest Hits |
作词 : Drew, Green, Joiner, Paich ... | |
Ain't a damn thing promised to ya | |
Except livin your life, and dyin one day, I'm just bein honest to ya | |
It take a whole lot, just to get a little | |
Gettin caught up in the middle the answer to life's riddles | |
never, come that easy, but it was easy | |
to lead me, but it wasn't easy to see me | |
Get up off the block to the TV | |
And sell a couple million CD's, best believe me | |
You see these callouses on my soul? | |
Couldn't let hate and paralysis, take control | |
I pick you up when you down 'til I can't no mo' | |
My name sting in your mouth like canker sores | |
Been at war my whole life, sleepless nights | |
Endless fights, but still can't walk to the light | |
Cause my work ain't finished on earth, for what it's worth | |
From the cradle to the hearse, God and family first, for real | |
[Chorus: singer] | |
Somewhere in the heart of man (somewhere, within, somewhere) | |
There comes a time when he must understand (when he must understand) | |
The strong withstand, the weak will fall [repeat] | |
Cause tomorrow may not come at all [repeat] | |
[Xzibit] | |
Life ain't long, it's more like a snapshot | |
You can have the top, I live for the hop | |
Never take a day I'm breathin on this planet for granted | |
Time for change, time for growth, peace understandin | |
See but niggaz keep forcin my hand, disturbin my plans | |
Bringin out the soldier in a peaceful man | |
It's like tryin to build a house on sand; you never get | |
a solid foundation, one man can change the nation | |
Yo I put that on all creation; Haitian, Jamaican | |
African, Asian, Caucausian, Indian | |
Whatever your persuasion, this is the message | |
Time is of essence especially when you're countin your blessings | |
Lessons learned from the deepest of pain, it's not a game | |
Keep my name outta your mouth and I'ma keep it the same, ya dig? | |
It's a shame, graduated to the rap game | |
Only to find out crack and rap was the same thang, damn!! | |
[Chorus] | |
[Xzibit] | |
Who got skill? Who got hustle? | |
Who got they family with 'em? Who pay for they muscle? | |
Yo it's all gon' come out in the wash, the lost angel | |
with dirty wings, bullets ricochet off my halo | |
I lay low for no one, I love my life | |
Ain't afraid of no hard work and sacrifice | |
Was born twice through the life of my seed | |
Makin sure he see a side of life, I was never able to see | |
Hittin home like "Ground Zero," move over now | |
Peace to the real heroes, still underground | |
I put it down for the homies that came that's hard in the paint | |
I'm livin proof it's never to late, you straight | |
Once in a while I go back to the main strip | |
And see the same niggaz still doin the same shit | |
And all I can do is increase the flow | |
Put it out, let it soak in, and hope they grow, c'mon | |
[Chorus - repeat 2X] |
zuò cí : Drew, Green, Joiner, Paich ... | |
Ain' t a damn thing promised to ya | |
Except livin your life, and dyin one day, I' m just bein honest to ya | |
It take a whole lot, just to get a little | |
Gettin caught up in the middle the answer to life' s riddles | |
never, come that easy, but it was easy | |
to lead me, but it wasn' t easy to see me | |
Get up off the block to the TV | |
And sell a couple million CD' s, best believe me | |
You see these callouses on my soul? | |
Couldn' t let hate and paralysis, take control | |
I pick you up when you down ' til I can' t no mo' | |
My name sting in your mouth like canker sores | |
Been at war my whole life, sleepless nights | |
Endless fights, but still can' t walk to the light | |
Cause my work ain' t finished on earth, for what it' s worth | |
From the cradle to the hearse, God and family first, for real | |
Chorus: singer | |
Somewhere in the heart of man somewhere, within, somewhere | |
There comes a time when he must understand when he must understand | |
The strong withstand, the weak will fall repeat | |
Cause tomorrow may not come at all repeat | |
Xzibit | |
Life ain' t long, it' s more like a snapshot | |
You can have the top, I live for the hop | |
Never take a day I' m breathin on this planet for granted | |
Time for change, time for growth, peace understandin | |
See but niggaz keep forcin my hand, disturbin my plans | |
Bringin out the soldier in a peaceful man | |
It' s like tryin to build a house on sand you never get | |
a solid foundation, one man can change the nation | |
Yo I put that on all creation Haitian, Jamaican | |
African, Asian, Caucausian, Indian | |
Whatever your persuasion, this is the message | |
Time is of essence especially when you' re countin your blessings | |
Lessons learned from the deepest of pain, it' s not a game | |
Keep my name outta your mouth and I' ma keep it the same, ya dig? | |
It' s a shame, graduated to the rap game | |
Only to find out crack and rap was the same thang, damn!! | |
Chorus | |
Xzibit | |
Who got skill? Who got hustle? | |
Who got they family with ' em? Who pay for they muscle? | |
Yo it' s all gon' come out in the wash, the lost angel | |
with dirty wings, bullets ricochet off my halo | |
I lay low for no one, I love my life | |
Ain' t afraid of no hard work and sacrifice | |
Was born twice through the life of my seed | |
Makin sure he see a side of life, I was never able to see | |
Hittin home like " Ground Zero," move over now | |
Peace to the real heroes, still underground | |
I put it down for the homies that came that' s hard in the paint | |
I' m livin proof it' s never to late, you straight | |
Once in a while I go back to the main strip | |
And see the same niggaz still doin the same shit | |
And all I can do is increase the flow | |
Put it out, let it soak in, and hope they grow, c' mon | |
Chorus repeat 2X |