Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Life Goes On, artist - Fat Joe. Album song Loyalty, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 10.11.2002
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: RT Industries
Song language: English
Life Goes On |
Yeah, uh, yeah, Loyalty, haha |
She was sixteen maybe seventeen, uh Who you gonna trust? |
And Life Goes On (2002) |
The timin ain’t me, it’s like, please goin through wrong |
Speak the truth, haha, speak the truth, yeah, yo, yo She was only sixteen, when I met her I was playin the corner |
Had to scream one of her niggas, like get up off her |
She was a diamond in the rough, real neighborhood jewel |
You would never see her out, 'less she comin from school |
At first we started out like sisters and brothers |
'Till we finally let it out, and started kissin and huggin |
And your moms always dissin me, tryin to get rid a me |
I guess she figured out, I had taken your virginity |
She was right, sexin all day |
When they wouldn’t let me in, we be playin the hallway |
Talkin all day, bout the stupidest shit |
Like if we got rich, what would we do with our chips? |
And who was our favorite rappers, it was Nas at the time |
We would memorize every single bar of his rhymes |
Summertime, kids is playin in the park |
I might just ride by, let 'em sprinkle the truck |
And Life Goes On She was sixteen, maybe seventeen |
I was eighteen, nineteen maybe a little bit more |
(was she a little more), haha. |
Yeah, huh, but Life Goes On She was sixteen, maybe seventeen |
I was eighteen, nineteen maybe a little bit more |
hahahaha, yeah, yeah, woof, uh, yo But Life Goes On This shit got deeper, you was havin my seed |
I couldn’t wait to see this little nigga look like me Sure enough a little fat guy named D’Ryan |
Kept us up all night, always bitchin and cryin |
I was still slingin fast, the Flow Joe came out |
Things changed, wasn’t the same, wanted to hang out |
The groupies was chasin me, rudely awakened me No longer safe for me, this new world is takin me You deserve much more than to be mistreated |
I was a fucked up nigga, but at least I admit it Just to be cool, I helped you through school |
So you can have your own career, and don’t depend on no fool |
Life seems crazy when you look back |
I pray to God, that you hook up with a good cat |
We can’t look at, who’s right or who’s wrong |
But I thought I’d let you know through this song |
That Life Goes On |
— w/ variations |
So I moved on to the next phase a my life |
I finally met the women I would make my wife |
It was love at the first sight, in the worst way |
Shorty kept holdin out, had me thirsty, mercy |
Mi shari amor, whisper in my ear |
Tell me baby girl is it me that you adore |
Used to stay up all night, just bumpin and grindin |
Makin plans for the future, how to hustle my rhyme in Used to drive cross state for like a G a show |
A well known famous rapper, but my pocket’s is broke |
But we kept grindin |
Slowly but surely, kept climbin |
Pun broke in the doors, now we headlinin |
I’m lettin everybody know your my sweetest possession |
How you kept me real strong through the deepest depression |
Paid no mind to your friends, cause their words is trife |
I hold you down for the rest of your life |
Cause Life Goes On Man w/ questions: Look just shut the fuck up, Joe told us what happened |
Twistin: Told us what, what happened |
Man: You’re trying to act like you don’t know what’s going on, but I know |
you know what happened that night |
T: I was drinking Cristal on the right hand side (yeah) |
Hennessey on the left hand side |
Macho gave it to me, I don’t remember after that so, aw Man: You think your a tough guy right (tough guy) |
Your not, your a pussy, cause your afraid if you rat on Fat Joe |
T: Aw, sorry, sorry, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up Man: Maybe we should put him in a cell and lock him up, until he fucking talks |
T: Rat on Fat Joe, what do you mean? |
There is no rat on Fat Joe, you disarespect him right now, that’s not good |
Man: Your fucking busted man, just tell us this shit |
Your fucking baby momma told us |
T: Fuck it, listen to me, I don’t snitch, I’m Twistin alright |
I’m fuckin’TS Member, Terror Squad, Loyalty (*echo*) |