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[Littles]
I knew this chick by the name of Vevorine
Who introduced me to the streets and put me on to the game
We did in the rain, on the hood of a Range
But Vevorine, had a special friend called Heroin
She told me, that's how she met Ray Charles and Marvin Gaye
But back then, I ain't gon' front, I was peddling 'caine
In the, form of crack, she said that was a no-no
Cause it's a poor man's girl, and I will never give love
To how fast heroine, that's low as cocaine was
Martin had a dream, nigga, I did too
To make it out the hood, rich, bitch, off that stoup
So, I took it that thaw, and hit the street
With bundles of that ghetto love, to give it to kids
Momma said, never get high on your own supply
Especially if you plan to leave this hood bitch rich
Reminiscing on my past, damn it brings me to tears
See the more money that comes in, the more I disappear
Fresh to death, the latest kicks, rocking the latest gear
New Year's after the ball, twenty one song in they ear
Watch this strip, make me back it up, D'Angelo knows the feeling
Off that needles warm embrace, in a sexual heeling
This tracks moves like the 70's, got me feeling great
Watching my pen nodding off, spilling words out on the
I'm scared to love, cause you remind me of my past
Baby, you gotta trust me, cause I gotta girl and you got a man
I don't want you to judge me, I just wanna be your friend
Baby, you gotta trust me...

[Khalid]
Aiyo I live by the rules, trust nothing in skirts
Cause with that big butt and a smile, she be waiting to flirt
With a next man, a next hand, up under the skirt
Another dick in the jaw, more dick in the george
While you home sleeping, she creeping, you thinking it's yours
That's just how women is, I reminisce
On when I had to learn from experience, why they call you a bitch
And I ain't the best, but I ain't never denied
Tell me what nigga, flow sicker, spit shit better than mine
The plot dope on these tracks, you get federal time
You get your wig pushed back, that clap metal with mine
I'm on the grind, I don't settle for mines, nigga
With this track, a broad, with a pack, before I peddle a dime
Line for line, whose the best artist, the rest y'all garbage
But it's awkward, it's ass backwards, they still spinning your garbage
It's me, blunt: the artist, y'all niggaz is garbage

[Planet Asia]
Sweat jackets valor, rap money, looking like crack money
Relax, money, niggaz, it's raw, sweet aromatic
Backwood, fanatic nigga, this is Cali
Vigilante's tattered, the wife beaters and khakis
I'm taking over, cause y'all, cooking too much baking soda
B12, rock selling niggaz vacation's over
Medallion's guaca', only rock a three piece suit
Whenever holding case, the cops try to stop us
My henchmen behind me, in black benz's with big toppers
Get up on my life, nigga, the kid's proper
Wrist glint, the big shit, cult following fans be vixen
This is grown man business, pay attention
Or lay your position, fuck around and have a fatal collision
The moment where you should of made your decision




I made it, I'm living, I'm paid and I'm winning
From the aid of my wisdom, I created a system

Overall Meaning

The song "Listen" by ... featuring Littles, Khalid, and Planet Asia is a poetic representation of personal struggles, drug addiction, and the thirst for success. These various themes are found in the three verses where each artist recounts their own experiences in their journey through life. The lyrics are a mix of aggression, passion, and pain with the artists expressing their feelings with a raw intensity. In the first verse, Littles talks about his early introduction to the streets, cocaine peddling, and the temptation of heroin. He shares his conflicts between his dream of making it big and the risks of drug abuse. The second verse, by Khalid, delves into trust issues and the reality of being a rapper. He talks about the fickleness of women while also pointing out the hypocrisy of the music industry. In the third verse, Planet Asia shares his own story of drug dealing, turf wars, and how he managed to create a system that led to his personal success. He is unapologetic, self-assured, and aware of his capabilities.


The song was released in 2005, produced by Davel "Bo" McKenzie and featured on his album, "The Ivory". The song has been praised for its powerful lyrics and intense delivery, with critics noting the exceptional performances by each artist. Despite its strong lyrical content, the song did not chart, but it has become a cult favorite.


Line by Line Meaning

I knew this chick by the name of Vevorine
I once knew a woman named Vevorine.


Who introduced me to the streets and put me on to the game
She showed me the ropes of street life and helped me become a player in the game.


We did in the rain, on the hood of a Range
We had sex in the rain on the hood of a Land Rover Range Rover.


But Vevorine, had a special friend called Heroin
Vevorine had a friend named Heroin who was addicted to the drug.


She told me, that's how she met Ray Charles and Marvin Gaye
Vevorine claimed that she met Ray Charles and Marvin Gaye through Heroin.


But back then, I ain't gon' front, I was peddling 'caine
At that time, I was selling cocaine without any pretense or deceit.


In the form of crack, she said that was a no-no
Selling cocaine in its crack form was unacceptable to Vevorine and Heroin.


Cause it's a poor man's girl, and I will never give love
Crack cocaine is accessible to poor people, and I will not show it any love or respect.


To how fast heroine, that's low as cocaine was
Heroin is a more intense drug than cocaine, which is considered low in comparison.


Martin had a dream, nigga, I did too
Just like Martin Luther King Jr. had a dream, I also had a vision and ambition.


To make it out the hood, rich, bitch, off that stoup
My goal is to escape the hood and become wealthy by selling drugs.


So, I took it that thaw, and hit the street
I took that plan and put it into action by hitting the streets to sell drugs.


With bundles of that ghetto love, to give it to kids
I had bundles of drugs to sell, which I referred to as 'ghetto love,' and I sold it to young people.


Momma said, never get high on your own supply
My mother warned me never to use or become addicted to the drugs I sell.


Especially if you plan to leave this hood bitch rich
This is particularly important if I want to leave the hood and become rich.


Reminiscing on my past, damn it brings me to tears
When I reflect on my past, it often brings me to tears.


See the more money that comes in, the more I disappear
The more money I make, the more I distance myself from others and become isolated.


Fresh to death, the latest kicks, rocking the latest gear
I always wear the latest fashion and am looking fresh and stylish.


New Year's after the ball, twenty one song in they ear
On New Year's Day, people are listening to my music and enjoying it.


Watch this strip, make me back it up, D'Angelo knows the feeling
My music is so good that it makes me want to dance and back it up like D'Angelo.


Off that needles warm embrace, in a sexual heeling
I get a sexual thrill and feel good from taking drugs injected with needles.


This tracks moves like the 70's, got me feeling great
The rhythm and style of this music is reminiscent of the 1970s, and it makes me feel good.


Watching my pen nodding off, spilling words out on the
I am so high on drugs that I am barely conscious, and my pen is spilling words onto the page.


I'm scared to love, cause you remind me of my past
I am afraid to love someone new because they remind me of my past experiences and heartbreaks.


Baby, you gotta trust me, cause I gotta girl and you got a man
You have to trust me because I am already in a relationship, and you are also taken.


I don't want you to judge me, I just wanna be your friend
I do not want to be judged for my past and mistakes; I just want to be friends.


Aiyo I live by the rules, trust nothing in skirts
I live by a strict code and do not trust women easily.


Cause with that big butt and a smile, she be waiting to flirt
Women with attractive bodies and personalities often use them to manipulate men and flirt with them.


With a next man, a next hand, up under the skirt
Women often have other men and hands up their skirts, cheating and being unfaithful to their partners.


Another dick in the jaw, more dick in the george
These women are involved with many different men, and it is causing problems and conflicts.


While you home sleeping, she creeping, you thinking it's yours
While you are at home sleeping, your partner is cheating on you, and you are clueless about it.


That's just how women is, I reminisce
This is how many women are, and it makes me think back to my experiences with them.


On when I had to learn from experience, why they call you a bitch
I had to learn from my past experiences why women are called bitches and how their behavior can be negative.


And I ain't the best, but I ain't never denied
I am not the best, but I have never denied or hidden from my imperfections or flaws.


Tell me what nigga, flow sicker, spit shit better than mine
Challenge me to find a rapper whose flow and rhymes are better than mine.


The plot dope on these tracks, you get federal time
The content of my music is related to selling drugs, which could land you a federal prison sentence.


You get your wig pushed back, that clap metal with mine
If you mess with me or my business, you will experience violence and possibly get shot.


I'm on the grind, I don't settle for mines, nigga
I am always working hard and never settle for anything mediocre.


With this track, a broad, with a pack, before I peddle a dime
I am trying to get a girl and become involved with her before I start selling drugs in the neighborhood.


Line for line, whose the best artist, the rest y'all garbage
In a competition to see whose lyrics are the best, the others are complete garbage.


But it's awkward, it's ass backwards, they still spinning your garbage
It is strange and backwards that people still enjoy and listen to music they know is garbage.


It's me, blunt: the artist, y'all niggaz is garbage
I am the true artist with original and quality music, and the others are trash in comparison.


Sweat jackets valor, rap money, looking like crack money
I wear sweat jackets and have a lot of cash from rapping, which makes me look like a drug dealer.


Relax, money, niggaz, it's raw, sweet aromatic
I have a lot of money and am feeling relaxed and happy, enjoying my life and the sweet smells around me.


Backwood, fanatic nigga, this is Cali
I am a fan of Backwood cigars and live in California.


Vigilante's tattered, the wife beaters and khakis
My clothing consists of old, worn vigilante shirts and plain khaki pants.


I'm taking over, cause y'all, cooking too much baking soda
I am taking over the drug trade because the others are producing too much crack cocaine.


B12, rock selling niggaz vacation's over
Those who sell rocks of cocaine need to stop because I am taking over the business.


Medallion's guaca', only rock a three piece suit
I have expensive medallions and only wear three-piece suits.


Whenever holding case, the cops try to stop us
Whenever we have drugs in our possession, the police try to stop and arrest us.


My henchmen behind me, in black benz's with big toppers
My loyal crew follows me, driving black Mercedes-Benz cars and wearing large hats.


Get up on my life, nigga, the kid's proper
Learn about my life, because I have it all together and am successful.


Wrist glint, the big shit, cult following fans be vixen
My large and shiny watch, along with my successful music career, has gained me a dedicated and passionate fan base of women.


This is grown man business, pay attention
This is serious and important adult business, so listen up and take note.


Or lay your position, fuck around and have a fatal collision
If you are not careful, you could find yourself in serious trouble, possibly even dying.


The moment where you should of made your decision
You have a critical moment when you need to make a decision that will affect your future.


I made it, I'm living, I'm paid and I'm winning
I have achieved success and wealth, and I am winning in life.


From the aid of my wisdom, I created a system
I developed a successful system and strategy for making money through my wisdom and experience.




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: LESLIE SATCHER, MARV GREEN

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@behemothmot6928

Listen to the song here in my heart
A melody I start but can't complete
Listen to the sound from deep within
It's only beginning to find release
Oh, the time has come for my dreams to be heard
They will not be pushed aside and turned
Into your own all 'cause you won't
Listen
Listen, I am alone at a crossroads
I'm not at home in my own home
And I've tried and tried to say what's on mind
You should have known now I'm done believing you
You don't know what I'm feeling
I'm more than what you made of me
I followed the voice you gave to me
But now I've gotta find my own
You should have listened
There is someone here inside
Someone I thought had died so long ago
Oh, I'm screaming out and my dreams'll be heard
They will not be pushed aside on words
Into your own all 'cause you won't
Listen
Listen, I am alone at a crossroads
I'm not at home in my own home
And I've tried and tried to say what's on mind
You should have known
now I'm done believing you
You don't know what I'm feeling
I'm more than what you made of me
I followed the voice you gave to me
But now I've gotta find my own
I don't know where I belong
But I'll be moving on
If you don't, if you won't
Listen to the song here in my heart
A melody I start but I will complete
now I'm done believing you
You don't know what I'm feeling
I'm more than what you made of me
I followed the voice you think you gave to me
But now I've gotta find my own, my own



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Bebe, sometimes God takes people out our lives although we may not recognize or understand! Don't give in, your life has just begun! Wishing you all the joy, happiness, love and laughter my friend! Peace! Adrian NC, USA

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