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L.z Lyrics
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None of my friends speak
We're all trying to win, but then again
Maybe it's for the best though, 'cause when they're seeing too much
You know they're trying to get you touched
Whoever said illegal was the easy way out couldn't understand the mechanics
And the workings of the underworld, granted
Nine to five is how to survive, I ain't trying to survive
Life ills, poison my body
I used to say 'fuck mic skills,' and never prayed to God, I prayed to Gotti
That's right it's wicked, that's life I live it
Ain't asking for forgiveness for my sins, endz
I break bread with the late heads, picking their brains for angles on
all the evils that the game'll do
It gets dangerous, money and power is changing us
And now we're lethal, infected with D'Evils
We used to fight for building blocks
Now we fight for blocks with buildings that make a killing
The closest of friends when we first started
But grew apart as the money grew, and soon grew black-hearted
Thinking back when we first learned to use rubbers
He never learned so in turn I'm kidnapping his baby's mother
My hand around her collar, feeding her cheese
She said the taste of dollars was shitty so I fed her fifties
About his whereabouts I wasn't convinced
So I kept feeding her money 'til her shit started to make sense
Who could ever foresee, we used to stay up all night at slumber parties
now I'm trying to rock this bitch to sleep
All the years we were real close
Now I see his fears through her tears, know she's wishing we were still close
Don't cry, it is the (beat?)
In time, I'll take away your miseries and make 'em mine, D'Evils
My flesh, no nigga could test
My soul is possessed by D'Evils in the form of diamonds and Lexus's
The exorcist, got me doing skits like Homie
You don't know me, but the whole world owe me strip!
Was thought to be a pleasant guy all my fucking life
So now I'm down for whatever, ain't nothing nice
Throughout my junior high years it was all friendly
But now this higher learning got the Remy in me
Liquors invaded my kidneys
Got me ready to lick off, mama forgive me
I can't be held accountable, D'Evils beating me down, boo
Got me running with guys, making G's, telling lies that sound true
Come test me, I never cower
For the love of money, son, I'm giving lead showers
Stop screaming, you know the demon said it's best to die
And even if Jehovah witness, bet he'll never testify, D'Evils
The lyrics in L.z's song D delve into the realities of life on the streets and the lengths people go to in order to survive. A sense of paranoia pervades the verses with lines like "None of my friends speak" and "You know they're trying to get you touched" suggesting the inherent dangers of life in this environment. Despite this, the singer makes it clear that he is not looking to simply "survive," but to "live it to the limit and love it a lot." This suggests a desire for more than just staying alive, but rather to enjoy life, albeit in a place where this is difficult to do.
Throughout the song, there is a clear sense of moral decay, with characters becoming more ruthless and selfish as they become more successful. The singer notes that money and power are changing people for the worse, making them "lethal, infected with D'Evils." This is further evidenced by his own transformation, as he goes from being a "pleasant guy" to "running with guys, making G's, telling lies that sound true."
Overall, the song suggests a bleak outlook on life, with characters struggling to survive and being forced to compromise their values. However, there is also a sense of defiance and determination, as the singer looks to make the best of his situation and pursue his own ambitions.
Line by Line Meaning
This shit is wicked on these mean streets
It's tough living in this dangerous neighborhood
None of my friends speak
My friends don't talk about the things we do to survive
We're all trying to win, but then again
Maybe it's for the best though, 'cause when they're seeing too much
You know they're trying to get you touched
We're all trying to succeed, but it's better if we keep our heads down because we'll get targeted if we make too much noise
Whoever said illegal was the easy way out couldn't understand the mechanics
And the workings of the underworld, granted
Nine to five is how to survive, I ain't trying to survive
I'm trying to live it to the limit and love it a lot
People who say crime is an easy way out don't know what it's like to live this life. I'm not just trying to survive, I want to enjoy my life to the fullest
Life ills, poison my body
Life is hard and it's taking a toll on me
I used to say 'fuck mic skills,' and never prayed to God, I prayed to Gotti
That's right it's wicked, that's life I live it
Ain't asking for forgiveness for my sins, endz
I used to value street smarts over musical talent, and I don't feel guilty for the things I've done to survive
I break bread with the late heads, picking their brains for angles on
all the evils that the game'll do
It gets dangerous, money and power is changing us
And now we're lethal, infected with D'Evils
I talk with other experienced criminals to learn more about the dangers of our lifestyle. Money and power are corrupting us and making us dangerous
We used to fight for building blocks
Now we fight for blocks with buildings that make a killing
We used to play with toy blocks, but now we're fighting over real estate that makes a lot of money
The closest of friends when we first started
But grew apart as the money grew, and soon grew black-hearted
We used to be best friends, but money changed us and turned us into corrupt people
Thinking back when we first learned to use rubbers
He never learned so in turn I'm kidnapping his baby's mother
My hand around her collar, feeding her cheese
She said the taste of dollars was shitty so I fed her fifties
About his whereabouts I wasn't convinced
So I kept feeding her money 'til her shit started to make sense
I'm holding my former friend's girlfriend hostage because he wouldn't use protection and she got pregnant. I'm bribing her for information about where he is
Who could ever foresee, we used to stay up all night at slumber parties
now I'm trying to rock this bitch to sleep
All the years we were real close
Now I see his fears through her tears, know she's wishing we were still close
I never would've thought we'd end up like this. I'm trying to comfort his girlfriend, who is scared and wants us to be friends again
Don't cry, it is the (beat?)
In time, I'll take away your miseries and make 'em mine, D'Evils
Don't cry because the music is making you emotional. I'll help you with your problems and make them my own
My flesh, no nigga could test
My soul is possessed by D'Evils in the form of diamonds and Lexus's
The exorcist, got me doing skits like Homie
You don't know me, but the whole world owe me strip!
I'm so consumed by material possessions that no one can challenge me. I feel like I'm being controlled by greed, and I'm putting on a facade to impress people who don't know the real me
Was thought to be a pleasant guy all my fucking life
So now I'm down for whatever, ain't nothing nice
People used to think of me as a good guy, but now I'm willing to do anything to survive
Throughout my junior high years it was all friendly
But now this higher learning got the Remy in me
Liquors invaded my kidneys
Got me ready to lick off, mama forgive me
I used to be innocent and friendly, but now I'm drinking and doing drugs to cope with the stress. I feel guilty for my actions
I can't be held accountable, D'Evils beating me down, boo
Got me running with guys, making G's, telling lies that sound true
Come test me, I never cower
For the love of money, son, I'm giving lead showers
I'm not responsible for what I do because greed is controlling me. I'm lying to make money, and I won't back down in a fight because I'm willing to kill for money
Stop screaming, you know the demon said it's best to die
And even if Jehovah witness, bet he'll never testify, D'Evils
Stop screaming because I know that greed will ultimately lead to my downfall. Even if I were a religious person, I wouldn't testify against my criminal associates
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: CHRISTOPHER E MARTIN, SHAWN CARTER
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
mullet man
Judges were smoking crack last night.. they put every mistake Matt made in his Chase on Adam dropping a tire but didn't say anything about the 10 people before Adam that drop the tire. At the least should have been a OMT because field missed almost every zone .Then they say Adam only had a good Chase because matt had a good lead run. Then they give Dean a one more time and because the judge said he just wanted to see it again. Out of the ten years I've watched FD never seen judging like last night. I hope they fix it because bad judging can ruin a sport
Beau Paech
Commentary was very biased!
Luke Lambert
This is pretty much exactly how I feel about it. I do think the judging sucks less than last year but it still sucks. Deane won his first battle in my opinion too, but OMT just because we feel like it.
Trevor Mckeehen
Yea they should have gone omt. I think dean should have won but it was close enough to justify omt to me. Simon Olsen should have won the first battle. The bs with forsbergs protest at the end was dumb. Glad odi stayed consistent and layed it down but it would have been awesome to see him against Olsen for the final
Alex D
The fact that Adam even admitted to pulling a handbrake in OZ 2 but the judges didn't catch that says otherwise about the judges
Kenny Rutledge
I agree, I hate that there are opinions directing the sport, I get it that’s why there are three judges, but if all three are bias then it’s a rigged thing. I didn’t hear the commentary but I hear a lot of cross talk like we care about your feelings as a presenter. What happened to a balanced non opinion based host? Just tell us what’s happening not how you feel. They even sway judges at times because they sit in the same booth, wtf?
itsRVRB
It still baffles me how they weighed your tire drop so heavily in their decision, but when Aasbo did it against Olsen and both of Olsen’s runs were better they still gave him the omt. Very inconsistent judging and you were definitely robbed.
Josh Pittman
You wonder why people have issues with some of the judges
rhiley whritenour
or fd in general now. personally wouldve been a omt for me
wobbly sauce
And that not competing full time to knock the leader of the championship out to help your teammates