So Many Stories
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[Chorus]
So many stories in the city I live in
I soak up the game, that everyone plays
I'm not the one so when they get caught sleepin
Out for the glory, there's so many stories around my way

It's been hard on us, day by day
Watchin my step gotta play where I lay
Now why this mother fucker want to test me out
It's this thang I'ma protect myself and blow his brains out

Cold on the streets never talk on the phone
And the main thing is never bring a snake in your home
But that's hard black, why?
'cause half the time them niggaz be in your face

smilin and shit but you don't know that
And I don't know why that nigga jealous of me
When he could do the same shit that pay me
In the streets breed a lot of killaz

That's why corners full of hate and the young ones is cap peelers
But they don't feel us when we're drownin in our own blood
And they don't know when we go home it's no love
So what's the use of us carin and shit
And that's the reason we buy guns, load 'em up and spit 'em at shit

[Chorus]
So many stories in the city I live in
I soak up the game, that everyone plays
I'm not the one so when they get caught sleepin
Out for the glory, there's so many stories around my way

[Young Noble]
I know niggaz that was kings that turned into fiends
The nigga lost everything jewels and dreams
He losin teams, the murder rate higher than ever
Niggaz need more than weed gettin higher than ever

Nuts in the streets my roots ain't nothin but deep
Niggaz roam with the heat just for somethin to eat
Niggaz sell to under covers then snitch on they brothers
Everybody sayin fuck us, I know God love us

(Mil a.k.a Hellraza)
I was raised when I cried in the household
Turned me into a nut
But these niggaz didn't know
Just from bein home I seen enough before I learned the streets

I knew all about a gun 'cause my background was deep
A little dirty nigga holdin my pants when I run
It's a chance you gotta take everyday in the slums
This for the hoods where, certain people scared to come
I had a heart as a young nigga, now I don't fear none

[Chorus]
So many stories in the city I live in
I soak up the game, that everyone plays
I'm not the one so when they get caught sleepin
Out for the glory, there's so many stories around my way

I keep my mind on my money, money on my mind
What more can I say it been that way a long time
And anybody, who think that rude
Can suck my dick until they spit my baby girl need food

I was young, when Pac put my hands on a gun
And told me life is what you make it
And stripes you gotta take them
It took a while for me to over stand

I was only 12 but I felt like a grown man
And livin on, and that which does not kill me can only make me strong
But ya'll niggaz don't hear me though
My souljah story, for glorious pain

While I'm game you niggaz playin, played out and lame
This shit hurt, my mind blind my dick in the dirt
And I'm so sick of bein tired, and tired of bein hurt
I search out the truth, and that shit worse

I swear it's a curse that the church can't nurse, come on

[Chorus]
So many stories in the city I live in
I soak up the game, that everyone plays




I'm not the one so when they get caught sleepin
Out for the glory, there's so many stories around my way

Overall Meaning

The chorus of "So Many Stories" talks about the many stories that happen in the city the Outlawz live in. They soak up the game, referring to the street knowledge and way of life that surrounds them. The lyrics also mention their commitment to protecting themselves in a violent environment where they can't trust others. The second verse has Young Noble reflecting on how some people he knew who used to be well-off have become drug addicts, indicating how easy it is to fall into that lifestyle. He goes on to describe the violence and desperation of his neighborhood, and how people are willing to do almost anything to survive. The third verse talks about the experience of growing up in a violent and impoverished environment, where having a gun is a matter of survival. The verse also contrasts this with commercial rap, telling his own story rather than trying to be something he's not.


Line by Line Meaning

So many stories in the city I live in
There are a lot of different stories and experiences in my city


I soak up the game, that everyone plays
I learn from the actions and behavior of those around me


I'm not the one so when they get caught sleepin
I am not the person who will be taken advantage of when someone is not paying attention


Out for the glory, there's so many stories around my way
I am seeking success and recognition in the midst of the many stories and experiences around me


It's been hard on us, day by day
Life has been difficult for us and our community, every single day


Watchin my step gotta play where I lay
I have to be careful and aware of my surroundings and how I interact with them


Now why this mother fucker want to test me out
I am confused as to why this person wants to challenge or provoke me


It's this thang I'ma protect myself and blow his brains out
I will use my weapon to defend myself and possibly even use lethal force


Cold on the streets never talk on the phone
We are cautious and don't speak on the phone in order to avoid being overheard by authorities or enemies


And the main thing is never bring a snake in your home
It is important to not bring untrustworthy or deceitful people into your personal space or circle


But that's hard black, why?
But that is difficult, and the reason why is unclear or maybe even obvious


'cause half the time them niggaz be in your face
Because a lot of the time, those people are pretending to be close to you or friendly with you, even when they are not


smilin and shit but you don't know that
They are smiling and pretending, but you do not know their true intentions or feelings


And I don't know why that nigga jealous of me
I am unsure why this person is envious or resentful of me


When he could do the same shit that pay me
He could also perform the same actions or behaviors that result in financial gain for me


In the streets breed a lot of killaz
The streets have created and bred many individuals who are willing to use violence and even kill others


That's why corners full of hate and the young ones is cap peelers
This is why there is a lot of animosity and violence on the street corners, and why young people are willing to use guns and cause harm


But they don't feel us when we're drownin in our own blood
Others do not understand or sympathize with the violence and pain that we are experiencing


And they don't know when we go home it's no love
When we leave the streets and return to our personal lives, there is not always love or support waiting for us


So what's the use of us carin and shit
What is the point of us caring or trying to make a difference in a system that does not seem to care about our wellbeing?


And that's the reason we buy guns, load 'em up and spit 'em at shit
This is why we arm ourselves and use our weapons to fight back against those who oppress and harm us


I know niggaz that was kings that turned into fiends
I know people who were once successful and respected, but have since become drug addicts and lost everything


The nigga lost everything jewels and dreams
They have lost all their possessions and aspirations


He losin teams, the murder rate higher than ever
They are losing their support system and the murder rate in our city has risen even higher


Niggaz need more than weed gettin higher than ever
People need more than just drugs to escape the problems we are facing, but they are becoming increasingly dependent on them


Nuts in the streets my roots ain't nothin but deep
There are a lot of unstable and unpredictable individuals in the streets, and my personal history runs deep


Niggaz roam with the heat just for somethin to eat
People carry weapons for self-defense and even to commit crimes in order to survive


Niggaz sell to under covers then snitch on they brothers
Some people sell drugs to law enforcement and then inform on their own friends and family


Everybody sayin fuck us, I know God love us
Everyone seems to disrespect or hate us, but I believe that God still loves us and sees us as worthy


I was raised when I cried in the household
I grew up in a tough and emotional environment where I often felt upset and overwhelmed


Turned me into a nut
This environment caused me to become mentally unstable or unpredictable


But these niggaz didn't know
But those around me did not realize or understand the impact of my upbringing on my mental health


Just from bein home I seen enough before I learned the streets
Just from experiencing my home life, I already knew and had seen enough to understand the problems and dangers of the streets


I knew all about a gun 'cause my background was deep
I was already familiar with guns and weapons due to my personal history and upbringing


A little dirty nigga holdin my pants when I run
I was a young and poor child who often had to run away from danger or trouble while holding my pants up


It's a chance you gotta take everyday in the slums
Living in impoverished and dangerous areas is a daily risk and gamble


This for the hoods where, certain people scared to come
This is for the areas where even some people within our own community are too scared or intimidated to visit


I had a heart as a young nigga, now I don't fear none
I used to be emotional and vulnerable as a child, but now I am tough and unafraid


I keep my mind on my money, money on my mind
I am focused on making money and financial success is my primary goal


What more can I say it been that way a long time
There is not much else to explain or elaborate, because this has been my way of life for a long time


And anybody, who think that rude
And anyone who believes that is disrespectful or confrontational


Can suck my dick until they spit my baby girl need food
I do not care what anyone else thinks or says, because I have a daughter to feed and take care of


I was young, when Pac put my hands on a gun
When I was young, Tupac introduced me to guns and gun violence


And told me life is what you make it
He told me that we have the power to create our own lives and circumstances


And stripes you gotta take them
And the difficult times and struggles we face are necessary obstacles to overcome


It took a while for me to over stand
It took me a long time to truly understand or appreciate these teachings


I was only 12 but I felt like a grown man
I was young but felt like I had to mature quickly and take on a lot of responsibility


And livin on, and that which does not kill me can only make me strong
I keep living and persevering, because I believe that the hardships I face will only make me stronger


But ya'll niggaz don't hear me though
But others do not listen or understand me


My souljah story, for glorious pain
My story as a soldier is one of both glory and pain


While I'm game you niggaz playin, played out and lame
While I am striving for success and progress, others are content with stagnation and lameness


This shit hurt, my mind blind my dick in the dirt
This lifestyle and the pain and suffering it causes me makes me feel hopeless and helpless


And I'm so sick of bein tired, and tired of bein hurt
I am exhausted and frustrated with constantly feeling tired and hurt


I search out the truth, and that shit worse
I seek honesty and truth, but sometimes it only makes things more difficult or painful


I swear it's a curse that the church can't nurse, come on
I believe that it is a serious problem that even the church and other religious institutions are unable to fully address or solve the issues we face




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: HAROLD MORET, KAMIL BEALE, KATARI T. COX, MUTAH W. BEALE, RUFUS LEE COOPER

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P DEE

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johntae Garrnett

I listen to this whole song just to hear muszamil verse I knew all about a gun because my background was deep

Ted E. Edwards

Just discovered this jam

Jakob Jama

The whole album dope

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Juan Cardona

that parable of the Garden Keepers gods sons checking up on the garden

TCB *

Real shit

johntae Garrnett

I had it hard as a young nigga now I don't fear none

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