Testo Still There - Shyheim
Testo della canzone Still There (Shyheim), tratta dall'album The Lost Generation
What up boo? How's life treatin' you girl?
Hopefully you takin' care of yourself out in the world
As for me, I'm maintaining in this packed hell hole
Hopefully the year 2000 B.I.G. can to be home
My old school crew frontin' on me except for a few
It's a shame that Jill had to make me feel how I do
But it's all good, enough for me, what's up with you?
You don't write or come and visit me like you used to
What's the problem, huh? Why all of a sudden you disappearing?
Now that I need you the most you be acting like you don't carin'
It hurts my feelings, but life must continue
I heard that Big Murr died, please don't say the shit is true
If so, that's fucked up, oh tell my niggas what's up
And don't get caught up in no bullshit and get sent up
How is my seeds doing? I know they crazy big by now
Tell 'em daddy loves 'em, no matter what the fuck goes down
And Lumb Dog, huh, he's a dead man walking
For talking, to Diggy Dake, I'm putting him in a coffin
Ayo I'm vexed, so I'mma end this little letter
So take care of yourself for worse or for fucking better
Chorus: repeat 2X
Are you still there for me baby? I need to know
You're one of the only things I got in this whole wide world
You're my whole wide world
All I do is party, and bullshit
Fuck bitches that's mad thick
Roll through the city in BM's and cruising lands
But damn, it ain't the same without my fam, you niggas understand
On New Years I drink beers and bust off heat
A menace to the street, doing by any means to eat
You gotta get up, get out and rob something
Don't let them niggas with that cream walk by, that's why
I be, shooting and stabbing, robbing niggas, whatever
For gold chain, ring, watches, diamond studs and leathers
My peoples, one love, y'all niggas stay bugged
Don't cramp y'all style none, cause we thugs, forever
Chorus
One love y'all, hold your head, through thick and thin
Chi-lli-nu-ga-ta, represent, all the time, y'all know how I do
My grandmother, grandfather, rest in peace, y'all still here
Big Red, what's up kid, handling that whatever, hold it down
Big Breeze, Bubba Bears, where you at kid?
Sam, Keke, Red One, 2-7 clique, Shaolin, forever
Represent y'all
Credits
Writer(s): Peter Moreland, Vernon Smith, Shyheim Dionel Franklin
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