Life Story
Black Rob Lyrics


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The world ain't no different now
The world ain't no different now...

Never had a dime
My life a crime
Had be when I was nine
Mom drunk off of wine
Ran with all kind her mind stayed wit the stooper
Till a point she paid no mind to the supper
Stay mad but stay fronting with smiles
Stayed on the groung once and a while
First day of school
Never had nutin to style
Mister colondre stressin I ain't comin in a while
It was a bummber
Rocking the shit I rocked all summer
On the first day I was feeling some kind of way
And she wasn't trying to do nutin
You would think for the sake of the kids she would enroll in school or
Something
Now I kno then was even harder
Especially for a single mother
Raising me with no father
Shit living up in this tentament
Eating stale m and m's
Talking wild shit to spanish imigrants
I speak in codes
Man to sivrence
Always quiet then ben dichon to my madre
Even thought she did nutin for me
Acknowledge me as I run down my life story

You don't know how crazy it is outside
I die inside
Oh I've cried oh I've cried
Do you forgive me?? do you forgive me??

Check the skit
No body never gave me shit
If anything a nigga frame me and make me get
3 to 6 my first bid
No doubt up in sparfard
Had to be 12 son had to make a profit
Remembering robbed my moms wit no guilt
Eating pork and beans or corn flakes wit no milk
In school I smacked cats in a hurry
Moms didn't care she was getting drunk wit misses berray
On the first floor
I used to thrist for greenary
Picking pockets wit seth and jay from hundred and sixth street
Yo fuck home
I'm tired of geting punched in my dome
Tired of this faggot ass nigga moan
That's when I started roaming
My hustling game is deep
Cats ya heard
Ran from san fran to manhat tan to newburg
Notorious tell ya friends spread the word
Glorious my life story is obsurd



Chorus repeat 2x



Home from elmira

Got a little writer

I'm gonna keep it real still a scheme man coniver

Recognize the struggle live it like a thug do

Hatred in my heart but inside I love you

See no matter what I will extend my arms to hug you

Knowing I am just like you, I am like the double

All I want to kno is how you pound me down

Yo this shit is real and you really jerked me around

But any way I am geting paid wit puff now

I can cop you a house I can send you some stuff now

So many levels jail take you

I appreciate jail because it made me appreciate you

I've been through fire and birth stone

Used to be ???? not I cop the gem stone

I remembered when you rushed me

The time you said you should of flushed me

I forgive you ma trust me







Chorus repeat till end

Overall Meaning

In Black Rob's song "Life Story," the lyrics portray the struggles the artist faced while growing up. In the verses, Black Rob describes his upbringing and how he had a difficult childhood. He grew up poor, with a mother who was an alcoholic and didn't care about providing him the basic necessities of life. He even had to resort to stealing and hustling to make ends meet. The chorus repeats multiple times, emphasizing that the world hasn't changed despite his struggles.


The second verse highlights the artist's experiences being in jail and how he became a proficient criminal. He seems to be unapologetic for his actions and mentions that jail helped him to appreciate his mother, despite all her shortcomings. The final verse ends on a somewhat reconciliatory note where he expresses forgiveness to his mother and emphasizes how he has risen above his difficult past to become a successful artist.


Overall, "Life Story" is a reflection of the challenges faced while growing up in poverty and how it can shape a person's life. The song is a powerful reminder of the resilience of the human spirit and how people can overcome their difficulties.


Line by Line Meaning

The world ain't no different now
The world hasn't changed, it's still the same difficult place it always was


Never had a dime
I was always broke and struggling


My life a crime
I lived a life of crime and did things I'm not proud of


Had be when I was nine
I had to grow up quickly because of my difficult home life


Mom drunk off of wine
My mother was an alcoholic and often drunk


Ran with all kind her mind stayed wit the stooper
She hung around with people of all kinds, and her mind was clouded by alcohol


Till a point she paid no mind to the supper
She became so preoccupied with drinking that she didn't even pay attention to making dinner


Stay mad but stay fronting with smiles
I tried to stay positive and put on a brave face, but deep down I was angry and frustrated


Stayed on the groung once and a while
I had to sleep on the floor sometimes because we didn't have enough beds or space


First day of school
My first day of school


Never had nutin to style
I didn't have any clothes or accessories to make myself look good


Mister colondre stressin I ain't comin in a while
My teacher was worried and upset that I wasn't coming to school regularly


It was a bummber
It was a disappointment and a letdown


Rocking the shit I rocked all summer
I wore the same clothes I wore all summer, even though they weren't really suitable for school


On the first day I was feeling some kind of way
I was feeling a bit out of place and uncomfortable


And she wasn't trying to do nutin
My mother wasn't helping me or supporting me in any way


You would think for the sake of the kids she would enroll in school or something
It would have made sense for my mother to try and help me with my schooling, but she didn't


Now I kno then was even harder
Looking back, I can appreciate how difficult it was for my mother to raise me on her own


Especially for a single mother
It was especially tough for a single mother to provide for her family and keep everything together


Raising me with no father
I didn't have a father figure in my life to help out


Shit living up in this tentament
Living in a cramped, run-down apartment building was tough


Eating stale m and m's
We had to eat old, stale candy because we didn't have much else


Talking wild shit to spanish imigrants
I got into fights and arguments with Spanish immigrants who lived near us


I speak in codes
I had to be careful about what I said and how I acted around certain people


Man to sivrence
When I did speak my mind, I spoke it directly and with conviction


Always quiet then ben dichon to my madre
I was usually quiet and kept to myself, but when I did talk to my mother, I was honest


Even thought she did nutin for me
Even though my mother didn't do much to help or support me


Acknowledge me as I run down my life story
She listened as I talked about my difficult life and experiences


You don't know how crazy it is outside
It's hard to understand just how difficult and dangerous the world can be


I die inside
It hurts me deeply to think about everything I've been through


Oh I've cried oh I've cried
I've shed so many tears over the years


Do you forgive me?? do you forgive me??
I'm asking for forgiveness for anything I might have done wrong


Check the skit
Listen to my story


No body never gave me shit
No one ever helped me or gave me anything in life


If anything a nigga frame me and make me get
If anything, people tried to set me up and make me look bad


3 to 6 my first bid
My first time in jail, I had to serve a 3 to 6 year sentence


No doubt up in sparfard
I was in Spofford Juvenile Center, a tough jail for young offenders


Had to be 12 son had to make a profit
I started hustling and selling drugs when I was just 12 years old


Remembering robbed my moms wit no guilt
I even robbed my own mother, without feeling any remorse


Eating pork and beans or corn flakes wit no milk
My diet was simple and limited, I ate whatever I could get my hands on


In school I smacked cats in a hurry
I was always fighting in school and getting into trouble


Moms didn't care she was getting drunk wit misses berray
My mother was more interested in drinking with her friends than taking care of me


On the first floor
We lived on the first floor of our building


I used to thrist for greenary
I longed for a more peaceful and natural environment


Picking pockets wit seth and jay from hundred and sixth street
I picked pockets with my friends Seth and Jay from 106th street


Yo fuck home
I was tired of my home life and wanted to get away


I'm tired of geting punched in my dome
I was tired of getting into fights and always having to defend myself


Tired of this faggot ass nigga moan
I was tired of hearing complaints and whining from certain people


That's when I started roaming
That's when I started traveling and exploring new places


My hustling game is deep
I'm a skilled and experienced hustler


Cats ya heard
People know about my reputation and my abilities


Ran from san fran to manhat tan to newburg
I traveled all over the country as part of my hustling and criminal activities


Notorious tell ya friends spread the word
I've become somewhat famous and well-known in certain circles


Glorious my life story is obsurd
My life story is filled with wild and absurd events and experiences


Home from elmira
I'm back home from Elmira Correctional Facility, a tough prison in New York


Got a little writer
I've started writing and documenting my experiences


I'm gonna keep it real still a scheme man coniver
I'm going to be honest and truthful in my writing, but I'm still a hustler and schemer


Recognize the struggle live it like a thug do
I acknowledge the difficulties and struggles I've faced, and continue to live my life as a tough and street-smart person


Hatred in my heart but inside I love you
Even though I might feel angry or resentful towards certain people, deep down I still care about them


See no matter what I will extend my arms to hug you
I'm willing to forgive and move past any hurtful experiences, and try to find love and reconciliation


Knowing I am just like you, I am like the double
I realize that I'm not that different from other people, and that we all have flaws and struggles


All I want to kno is how you pound me down
I want to understand why certain people might have hurt me or held me back


Yo this shit is real and you really jerked me around
I'm acknowledging the reality of certain situations, and feeling hurt or betrayed by others


But any way I am geting paid wit puff now
I've managed to find success and financial stability working with Bad Boy Records, run by Puff Daddy


I can cop you a house I can send you some stuff now
I want to help take care of my loved ones and provide for them now that I'm more financially stable


So many levels jail take you
Going to jail can have a serious impact on a person's life in many different ways


I appreciate jail because it made me appreciate you
Going to jail helped me realize just how important certain people in my life really are


I've been through fire and birth stone
I've been through difficult and transformative experiences that have changed me as a person


Used to be ???? not I cop the gem stone
I used to be a nobody, but now I have something valuable and special to offer the world


I remembered when you rushed me
I recall times when certain people might have hurt me or betrayed me


The time you said you should of flushed me
I remember when someone might have told me they regretted having me in their life


I forgive you ma trust me
Despite everything that's happened, I'm willing to forgive and move forward with certain people in my life




Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: CRAIG DAVID ROSS, GERRY DEVEAUX

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