Livin' Proof
Group Home Lyrics


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My life story's strictly business never blew my chance
Moms kicked me out the house when I was flippin' "I'm the Man"
Put the boys on the street, make them walk this beat
Teach them how to eat and to seek for peace
Son, I stamped this name Livin' Proof 'cause I mean what I say
Bring the fake to reality and make them pay
Yo, these ghetto rhyme stories got 'em scared to death
I'm tryin' to get the fuck out, see what the world's about
Check it, 1986 is when I reached my peak
Take my brothers outta state and tried to make some ends meet
First destination Texas and it's just like that
Makin' moves with my brothers and there's no turnin' back
We got thirty-six grams on the scale right now
Gettin' ready with my brothers, time to break the shit down
I'm not about killin' my people but you know how it go
Work with me not against me and we'll make mad dough
Wear my co-defendant out when I break down with rap
Hold me back and give me love and now I'm givin' it back
A unique sound from the streets and it's just so sweet
My livin' proof life story, let me break it in piece

Yo, I rock on the block with the real hip-hop
As you start to clock (clock) and jock (jock)
Yo, I'm comin' off with mad rage
Eighteen, and hittin' the real stage
But don't worry bout me 'cause I'm makin' it
And if I can't have it, then I'm takin' it
That's how it is, 'cause I'm livin' trife
Where's my knife? Take a chance with your life
Rappers decapitate and disintegrate
You I will mutilate when I penetrate
Go for the one when I say raid
A hitman for hire and I want to get paid
'Cause bullets are sprayed and anybody is laid
More money is made and that's the family trade
See I make moves and tell what's the truth
That's why I'm here to be livin' proof

(Leave it up to me while I be livin' proof)
(Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough)
(Leave it up to me while I be livin' proof)
(Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough)
(Leave it up to me while I be livin' proof)
(Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough)
(Leave it up to me while I be livin' proof)
(Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough)

I'm lost, must pay the cost to be the boss
With force, rather get my point across
I'm goin' off on the mic insane, out of sight
When I take flight (like who, kid?) Like Mike
And you see, I be rollin' like a battlecat
And I'm ready to rip on my combat
Beef I'm not havin' that, yo, I pull my trigger back
And all you pussy niggas know where my heart is at
I like to stay down low but, yo, I flip at times
Like when I'm kickin' lines, or bustin' out nines
It's like that, shit, I jumped off the roof
Pysch 'cause I wouldn't be livin' proof

(Kick the truth to the young Black youth)

The moral of the story, what the fuck's goin' on?
And our seeds won't see 2000 if these niggas keep frontin'
I used to hustle on the block, now I rock for papes
Watch as the world turn and I will come back
Relieving stress off my brain, I got the la-la for that
Breakin' down all subjects and then all facts
Lettin lose everyday, but still, keepin' it fat
Bust it, niggas keep on frontin' in this game, aight?
Scared to death ass rappers don't get no props
Scared to come to the ghetto, talk about bustin' shots
See I can walk around the ghetto, stand in peace and at ease
Get my ghetto crowd open, yo, you know what I mean
Indeed, see what I see and then you know what I mean
Gettin, ready for the future so don't fuck with me
My livin' proof life story, niggas, I kill it with ease

(Leave it up to me while I be livin' proof)
(Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough)
(Leave it up to me while I be livin' proof)
(Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough)
(Leave it up to me while I be livin' proof)
(Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough)




(Leave it up to me while I be livin' proof)
(To kick the truth to the young Black youth)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Group Home's song "Livin' Proof" share the story of a young man who was kicked out of his home by his mother when he proclaimed himself as "the man." He went on to teach and protect his brothers on the streets and make money by dealing drugs. At a young age, he reached his peak, went out of state and tried to make ends meet. Unfortunately, this young man was aware of the consequences of his actions and how it could lead to the deaths of his fellow African-Americans. Therefore, he chose to work with them and not against them so they could make a profit together. He became a rapper as his co-defendant went to jail, and he learned to make unique sounds from the streets.


This song is not only a representation of a street life steeped in violence and drugs, but it is also a statement about the state of African American communities. The song served as an anthem of sort for young Black Youths during the late 90s and early 2000s when the track was originally released. The song calls for the young people in the Black community to abandon the protocol preventing them from participating in mainstream society and take control of their own lives by making responsible choices. The message is clear as Group Home raps about how there is no point in taking chances with their lives: "I'm lost, must pay the cost to be the boss/With force, rather get my point across."


Line by Line Meaning

My life story strictly business never blew my chance
I have always taken my opportunities seriously and have never squandered them.


Moms kicked me out the house when I was flippin "I'm the Man"
My mother evicted me from home when I began to believe that I was invincible.


Put the boys on the street, make them walk this beat
I trained my associates on the tough realities of the streets.


Teach them how to eat and to seek for peace
I mentored my associates to find ways to sustain themselves and avoid violence.


Son, I stamped this name Livin' Proof cause I mean what I say
I created the name Livin' Proof as proof that everything that I stand for is accurate.


Bring the fake to reality and make them pay
I bring those who fabricate their lifestyle to the real world and make them accountable for their actions.


Yo, these ghetto rhyme stories got 'em scared to death
The lyrics of my music, which detail the harsh realities of living in the ghetto, frighten people.


I'm tryin to get the fuck out, see what the world's about
I am attempting to depart from my current surroundings and explore other parts of the world.


Check it, 1986 is when I reached my peak
In 1986, I was at the height of my success.


Take my brothers outta state and tried to make some ends meet
I relocated my associates to another state, hoping to earn some money and survive.


First destination Texas and it's just like that
My first destination was Texas, and the move was simple and easy.


Makin' moves with my brothers and there's no turnin' back
I made decisions with my associates with the understanding that there was no turning back.


We got thirty-six grams on the scale right now
We have a measurement of thirty-six grams on the scale at this moment.


Gettin' ready with my brothers, time to break the shit down
I am preparing with my associates to divide the product.


I'm not about killin' my people but you know how it go
I am not predisposed to violent tendencies towards my own community, but I comprehend the circumstances.


Work with me not against me and we'll make mad dough
Collaborate with me rather than opposition, and we will make a lot of money.


Wear my co-defendant out when I break down with rap
I rap during long legal proceedings to relieve stress.


Hold me back and give me love and now I'm givin' it back
My associates supported me and now I am returning the love they gave me.


A unique sound from the streets and it's just so sweet
My sound is distinctive and captivating, originating from the harsh realities of the streets.


My livin' proof life story, let me break it in piece
My life story, as proof that I can survive, allows me to break everything down for you in fragments.


Yo, I rock on the block with the real hip-hop
I bring genuine hip-hop to the streets.


As you start to clock (clock) and jock (jock)
As the listeners begin to comprehend and appreciate my music.


Yo, I'm comin' off with mad rage
My music is fueled by my intense emotions and frustrations.


Eighteen, and hittin the real stage
I started performing my music on the big stage at age eighteen.


But don't worry bout me 'cause I'm makin' it
Do not be concerned about me because I am doing well.


And if I can't have it, then I'm takin' it
If I cannot attain something by legal means, I will resort to illegal methods to obtain it.


That's how it is, 'cause I'm livin' trife
My life is a representation of how one who is living recklessly and dangerously.


Where's my knife? Take a chance with your life
If you cross me or make trouble, you risk your life.


Rappers decapitate and disintegrate
I destroy other rappers and their careers.


You I will mutilate when I penetrate
When I enter your life, I will harm and damage you.


Go for the one when I say raid
I select and go after the most significant targets when I initiate a raid.


A hitman for hire and I want to get paid
I am a paid assassin who seeks compensation.


'Cause bullets are sprayed and anybody is laid
Because I use firearms, anybody may die.


More money is made and that's the family trade
My family's trade involves making money by any means necessary.


See I make moves and tell what's the truth
I make strategic moves and communicate the truth.


That's why I'm here to be livin' proof
My goal is to be evidence that one can succeed, regardless of the circumstances in life.


(Leave it up to me while I be livin' proof)
You may rely on me to represent a positive image despite my past.


(Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough)
It is unfair for young children to have to endure hardship, pain, and suffering.


I'm lost, must pay the cost to be the boss
I am confused and uncertain, but I must pay the price to lead.


With force, rather get my point across
I will use coercion to transmit my message.


I'm goin' off on the mic insane, out of sight
My performance on the microphone is wild and unpredictable.


When I take flight (like who, kid?) Like Mike
When I begin to shine, I transcend to the level of Michael Jordan.


And you see, I be rollin' like a battlecat
I move around with the aggressiveness of a fighting feline.


And I'm ready to rip on my combat
I am prepared to attack and defeat my opponents.


Beef I'm not havin' that, yo, I pull my trigger back
I do not tolerate any conflicts or disputes, and I will use my weapons to defend myself.


And all you pussy niggas know where my heart is at
You know very well that I have no qualms about harming you.


I like to stay down low but, yo, I flip at times
I prefer to keep a low profile but may shift at any moment.


Like when I'm kickin' lines, or bustin' out nines
When I am rapping or shooting, my demeanor changes.


It's like that, shit, I jumped off the roof
That is the way it is, I even jumped off a roof.


Pysch 'cause I wouldn't be livin' proof
A play on words, meaning I must have been crazy not to pursue the path that made me a living proof.


(Kick the truth to the young Black youth)
Spread the truth to the young African American generation.


The moral of the story, what the fuck's goin' on?
The story's essence; what chaos is currently unfolding?


And our seeds won't see 2000 if these niggas keep frontin'
If individuals continue to pretend and fail to act, the next generations will be severely harmed.


I used to hustle on the block, now I rock for papes
I previously distributed illegal substances, but now I profit from my music.


Watch as the world turn and I will come back
Observe as the world evolves, as I will make a subsequent return.


Relieving stress off my brain, I got the la-la for that
I have a method to alleviate my mental strain.


Breakin' down all subjects and then all facts
Breaking down every subject matter and analyzing all the details.


Lettin loose everyday, but still, keepin' it fat
Relaxing daily while still keeping myself sharp and successful.


Bust it, niggas keep on frontin' in this game, aight?
People in this profession continue to fake their lifestyle, is that okay?


Scared to death ass rappers don't get no props
No recognition or appreciation for rappers who pretend to be tough but are terrified.


Scared to come to the ghetto, talk about bustin' shots
Those who claim to be violent are afraid to visit the dangerous neighborhoods.


See I can walk around the ghetto, stand in peace and at ease
I can stroll around the neighborhood comfortably and securely.


Get my ghetto crowd open, yo, you know what I mean
I manage to impress my audience from the ghetto, and they understand what I am doing.


Indeed, see what I see and then you know what I mean
Confirm what I see and you will understand what I infer.


Gettin' ready for the future so don't fuck with me
I am making myself prepared for the forthcoming events, so do not mess with me.


My livin' proof life story, niggas, I kill it with ease
The struggles, accomplishments, and lessons I have learned in my life are evidence of my success.


(To kick the truth to the young Black youth)
To inform the young African American generation of the truth.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Jamel Melachi Felder, Christopher E Martin, James Heath

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