Otherside
Macklemore feat. Red Hot Chili Peppers Lyrics
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Separate my side, I don't
I don't believe it's bad
Slit my throat, it's all I ever
I heard your voice through a photograph
I thought it up and brought up the past
Once you know you can never go back
Well, centuries are what it meant to me
A cemetery where I marry the sea
A stranger thing could never change my mind
I gotta take it on the other side
Take it on the other side
Take it on, take it on
How long, how long will I slide?
Separate my side, I don't
I don't believe it's bad
Slit my throat, it's all I ever
Pour my life into a paper cup
The ashtray's full and I'm spillin' my guts
She wanna know am I still a slut?
I've got to take it on the other side
A scarlet starlet and she's in my bed
A candidate for the soulmate bled
Push the trigger and pull the thread
I gotta take it on the other side
Take it on the other side
Take it on, take it on
How long, how long will I slide?
Separate my side, I don't
I don't believe it's bad
Slit my throat, it's all I ever
Turn me on, take me for a hard ride
Burn me out, leave me on the other side
I yell and tell it that it's not my friend
I tear it down, I tear it down and then it's born again
How long, how long will I slide?
Separate my side, I don't
I don't believe it's bad
Slit my throat, it's all I ever had
(How long) I don't
I don't believe it's bad
Slit my throat, it's all I ever
The song "Otherside" by Macklemore ft. Red Hot Chili Peppers is a powerful and reflective exploration of addiction and the struggle to overcome it. The opening lines "How long, how long will I slide? Separate my side, I don't" suggest a deep sense of loneliness and a desire to escape from something.
As the song progresses, the lyrics become more explicit in describing the allure of addiction and the destructive tendencies it can create. The line "Pour my life into a paper cup, the ashtray's full and I'm spillin' my guts" evokes a sense of despair and a feeling of being lost in one's own darkness.
The chorus, with its repeated plea of "Take it on the other side," suggests a desire to break free from the bonds of addiction and to find a new path. The final lines of the song, which repeat the phrase "Slit my throat it's all I ever," suggest that the struggle with addiction is ongoing and never truly ends.
Line by Line Meaning
How long, how long will I slide?
How much longer do I have to endure this struggle?
Separate my side, I don't
I want to distance myself from my negative thoughts and feelings
I don't believe it's bad
I don't think what I'm going through is necessarily negative or destructive
Slit my throat it's all I ever
I'm overwhelmed and feel like self-harm is my only option
I heard your voice through a photograph
Memories of someone from my past are haunting me
I thought it up and brought up the past
I keep dwelling on past mistakes and regrets
Once you know you can never go back
I'm realizing that my past is something I can't change or escape from
I gotta take it on the other side
I need to confront and overcome my past
Centuries are what it meant to me
I feel like I've been struggling forever and that my problems are deep-rooted
A cemetery where I marry the sea
I feel like I'm drowning and can't escape my own negative thoughts
Stranger things could never change my mind
I feel trapped in my own negative patterns, even if something new might be helpful
Take it on the other side
I need to face my problems and overcome them head-on
Pour my life into a paper cup
I'm pouring my emotions out and trying to make sense of them
The ashtray's full and I'm spillin' my guts
I feel overwhelmed and like I'm revealing too much of myself
She wants to know, am I still a slut?
Someone is questioning my morals or behavior
A scarlet starlet and she's in my bed
I'm engaging in harmful or unhealthy behaviors
A candidate for a soul mate bled
I've had my heart broken or lost faith in finding love
Push the trigger and pull the thread
I'm engaging in self-destructive behavior
Turn me on, take me for a hard ride
I'm desperate for any form of escape or relief from my struggles
Burn me out, leave me on the other side
I feel like I need to be pushed to my limits in order to move forward
I yell and tell it that it's not my friend
I'm angry at my struggles and feel like they're not helping me
I tear it down, I tear it down
I'm determined to overcome my problems, no matter what it takes
And then it's born again
I know that overcoming my problems will be a lifelong process, with ups and downs
How long, I don't, I don't believe it's bad
I know I'm struggling, but I'm not sure how long it will last or if it's necessarily a bad thing
Slit my throat it's all I ever
Despite my struggles, self-harm is not a viable solution and I need to find healthier ways to cope
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Michael Peter Balzary, John Anthony Frusciante, Anthony Kiedis, Chad Gaylord Smith
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@nelajnaebnit799
Lyrics:
He rolled up, asked him what he was sippin' on
He said lean, You want to hit it, dawg?
That's the same stuff Weezy's sippin' huh?
And tons of other rappers that be spittin' hard,
Yup yup five a bone
When he passed him that Styrofoam the Easter pink, heard it in a rhyme before
Finally got to see what all the hype was on
And then he took a sip, sittin' in the Lincoln thinkin' he was pimpin' as he listen
To the system
Little did he know that it was just as addictive as bass
Not the kind of hit from the kick drum
Hot box, let the bass bump
Take it to the face, gulp
Months later the use went up
Every blunt was accompanied by the pink stuff
But Goddamn he loved that feelin'
Purple rain coated in the throat
Just so healin'
Medicine alleviate the sickness
Liquid affix and it comes with a cost
Wake up, cold sweat, scratchin', itchin'
Trying to escape the skin that barely fit him
Gone, get another bottle just to get a couple swallows
Headed towards the bottom couldn't get off it
Didn't even think he had a problem
Though he couldn't sleep without gettin' nauseous
Room spinnin',
Thinkin' he might've sipped just a little bit too much of that cough syrup
His eyelids closed shut
Sat back in the chair clutchin' that cup
Girlfriend came and a couple hours later said his name shim but he never got up
He never got up, he never got up
We live on the cusp of death thinkin' that it won't be us
It won't be us, it won't be us, it won't be us
Nah, it won't be us
Oh girl, this boat is sinking
There's no sea left for me
And how the sky gets heavy
When you are underneath it!
Oh. I want to sail away from here.
And god. He came down down down down down down down down
And said (down down down down down down down down)
Nothing (down down down down down down down down)
He just wanted to act like them
He just wanted to rap like him
Us as rappers underestimate the power and the effects that we have on these kids
Blunt passed, ash in a tin, pack being pushed, harassed by the feds
The fact of it is most people that rap like this
Talkin' about some shit they haven't lived
Surprise, you know the drill
Trapped in a box, declined record sales
Follow the formula violence, drugs, and, sex sells
So we try to sound like someone else
This is not Californication
There's no way to glorify this pavement
Syrup, Percocet, and an eighth a day will leave you
Broke, depressed, and emotionally vacant
Despite how Lil Wayne lives
It's not conducive to being creative
And I know 'cause he's my favorite
And I know 'cause I was off that same mix
Rationalize the shit that I'd try after I listen to dedication
But he's an alien, I'd sip that shit, pass out or play Playstation
Months later I'm in the same place
No music made, feeling like a failure
And trust me it's not dope to be 25 and move back to your parent's basement
I've seen my people's dreams die
I've seen what they can be denied
And "weeds not a drug" - that's denial
Groundhog Day life repeat each time
I've seen Oxycontin take three lives
I grew up with them, we used to chief dimes
I've seen cocaine bring out the demons inside
Cheatin' and lyin'
Friendship cease, no peace in the mind
Stealin' and takin' anything to fix the pieces inside
Broken, hopeless, headed nowhere
Only motivation for what the dealer's supplying
That rush, that drug, that dope
Those pills, that crumb, that roach
Thinkin' I would never do that, not that drug
And growing up nobody ever does
Until you're stuck, lookin' in the mirror like I can't believe what I've become
Swore I was gonna be someone
And growing up everyone always does
We sell our dreams and our potential
To escape through that buzz
Just keep me up, keep me up
Hollywood here we come
Oh girl this boat is sinking
There's no sea left for me
And how the sky gets heavy
When you are underneath it
Oh, I want to sail away from here
And god. He came down down down down down down down
And said
Nothing
@MrTheChef666
Oh Mädchen, dieses Boot ist am Sinken.
Da ist kein Meer für mich übrig,
und wie der Himmel grau wird,
wenn du darunter stehst.
Oh ich möchte von hier wegsegeln.
Und Gott kam runter, runter, runter, runter.
Und segelte.
Nichts.
ANZEIGE

Speeddating im Riesenrad: Valentinstag in Pandemiezeiten
01:20
Er kam angefahren, fragte ihn woran er nuckeln würde.
Sagte mach dich locker, willst du mal richtig reinhauen Mann?
Das ist der gleiche Stoff an dem Lil Wayne (Weezy) auch genuckelt hat, nich?
Und von hunderten von anderen Rappern, die heftig am koksen sind.
Ja, ja, er hatte gleich 5 dabei,
als er ihm das Polystyrol (Kunstuff/Droge) gab.
In oster-pink, hatte es schon mal in einem Text gehört,
jetzt konnte er endlich sehen worum es bei dem Hype geht.
Und sie nahmen einen Schluck während sie am Lincoln-Monument saßen.
Dachte es würde endlich aufwärts gehen, während er dieser Vielfalt (an Allem) zuhörte.
Tief in sich drin wusste er, dass er im Grunde schon abhängig war,
und ich meine nicht die Art von leisen Schlägen.
Gefährliche Spiele ließen den Bass pumpen.
Sieh es doch ein, schluck es.
Monate später schien das Mittel endlich Wirkung zu zeigen,
Und jede Zigarette war gefüllt mit dem pinken Zeug,
Aber verdammt er liebte das Gefühl.
Der violette Regen war überall im Hals,
schien alles zu heilen.
Doch Medizin lindert die Krankheit bloß,
Flüssigkeit umd alles zu richten, doch man bezahlt einen hohen Preis.
Du wachst auf, mit kaltem Schweiß, kratzt dich, es juckt überall.
Er versucht vor der eigenen Haut zu fliehen, die ihm selbst nicht passt.
Er geht, um noch eine Flasche zu holen und einen Schluck zu nehmen,
guckt schon auf den Flaschenboden,
kommt einfach nicht davon weg.
Er glaubte nicht mal, dass er ein Problem hat,
auch wenn er nicht mal schlafen konnte, ohne dass ihm übel wird.
Der Raum dreht sich
Er dachte er hätte vielleicht ein bisschen zu viel von dem Hustensaft genommen.
Er schließt die Augen,
lehnte sich in seinem Sessel zurück,
klammerte sich an die Tasse.
Seine Freundin kam ein paar Stunden später, schrie seinen Namen.
Schüttelte ihn, doch er wachte nie wieder auf.
Er wachte nie wieder auf.
Er wachte nie wieder auf.
Wir leben am Scheitelpunkt des Todes, denken es trifft nicht uns.
Es trifft nicht uns, es trifft nicht uns.
Man es trifft uns nicht!
(Refrain)


Und spielte sich auf wie die anderen.
Er wollte rappen wie der da.
Wir als Rapper unterschätzen den Einfluss und die Kraft die wir auf die Kinder haben.
Die Blunts (mit weed gefüllte Zigarette) waren vorbei,
Asche in der Dose, durch die Gruppe gezwungen, verunsichert durch die Bullen.
Fakt ist einfach, dass die meisten Menschen die so rappen, über Unsinn reden,
den sie selbst nie so erlebt haben.
Überraschung, du kennst doch die Herausforderung.
Gefangen in einem Käfig um Rekord Verkaufszahlen zu erhalten.
Immer dem Schema folgen,
Gewalt, Drogen und Prostitutuion.
Damit wir nach jemand anderem klingen.
Das hier ist nicht "Californication"
Es gibt keinen Weg diese Straße glorreich zu machen.
Hustensaft, Percocet und am achten Tag bist du gebrochen,
depressiv und leer.
Auch wenn Lil Wayne so lebt,
Es fördert nicht derart kreativ zu sein.
Ich weiß das weil er mein Liebling ist.
Und ich weiß es weil er von dem gleichen Zeug abhängig ist wie ich es war.
Rationierung ist der Scheiß den ich versucht habe nachdem ich auf
mein Gewissen gehört habe.
Aber ist ein Außerirdischer
Ich schlürfe den Mist, schalte ab oder spiele Playstation.
Monate später bin ich noch genau an der Stelle,
Habe immer noch keine Musik gemacht, fühle mich wie ein Looser.
Und glaub mir es ist nicht cool 25 zu sein und zurück zu seinen Eltern zu ziehen.
Ich habe die Träume meiner Freunde sterben sehen.
Ich sehe was sie versuchen zu leugnen.
Und, das Weed keine Droge ist ist genauso Verleumdung.
Das Leben am Groundhog Day wiederholt sich für mich jeden Tag.
Ich habe gesehen, wie Oxycontin 3 Leben genommen hat,
Ich bin damit aufgewachsen, jeden Tag high sein.
Ich habe gesehen wie Kokain die Dämonen in dir weckt.
Du betrügst und lügst.
Freundschaft endet, kein Frieden mehr im Herzen.
Du stiehlst und nimmst alles was du kriegen kannst um dich selbst zusammenzuflicken.
Gebrochen, hoffnungslos, gegenüber das große Nichts.
Deine einzige Motivation ist die, die dir die Dealer anbieten.
Dieser Rausch, diese Droge, dieser Kick.
Diese Pillen, die Crumbs, diese Joints.
Ich dachte sowas würde ich nie tun,
Niemals solche Drogen.
Wenn man klein ist denkt das ja keiner.
Bis du irgendwann feststeckst, schaust in den Spiegel,
und kannst nicht glauben, was aus dir geworden ist.
hatte mir immer geschworen, dass ich erfolgreich bin.
Wenn man klein ist denkt das ja jeder.
We verkaufen unsere Träume und unser Potential um durch den Rausch zu fliehen.
Lass mich oben, lass mich oben.
@sslee1015
Can't listen to either original without craving this mashup version.
@kiriakosfotiadis3747
2024 still hittin 🙌🏽 be strong fam
@sandrabeckett2167
One year sober/clean on friday. <3
@ytho3099
Hope you still are!!
@shawnyganggang1413
Yeah! How about an update? 🙂
@leightonparker9452
Fair play, stay strong
@johnpatrick834
No looking back 💪
@eduardlaser5341
Hope u still r
@kylejensen868
being around drugs my whole life i relate to this song. i’ve seen my family members die, become something they weren’t and just lose them all together. so thankful i never went down that road but i feel for everyone that has been affected from drugs in their own life! god bless
@LiamSproston-vf8vz
I hear you brother