My Heart Will Go On
Project R.I.P Lyrics
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And even though it breaks my soul
Still, I never let your heart go
Runnin' way too fast, oh
Chasing down that blue grass
Yeah, hope I didn't break your soul
And no, I never let your heart go
With 20 grand cash, it was all in the bag
We got it all with the crack
Lookin' for the plug in the mall with the gat
Nah, he neva loaned me a pad
But he loaned me a ride, put it all in the bag
I could ya just call me with that?
Actin' like ya think ya gettin' all it back
Still remember standin' all alone in the trap
Waitin' on a play, lookin' for a way
And then my big cou pPull up on me one day
Got his homie Toomp to put some beats on tap
And it been on since then
Damn, I can't believe you been gone since then
I really miss my nigga, Tremele I know you up there nigga
We said we'll never be, just a memory
And even though it breaks my soul
Still, I never let your heart go
Runnin' way too fast, oh
Chasing down that blue grass
Yeah, hope I didn't break your soul
And no, I neva let your heart go
And no, I neva let your
Remember we was just sixteen
Mind on one thing, gotta be street kings
Now we numb like morphine, to the gunplay, everyday is a war scene
But y'all were my nigga, no matter what I knew, could call up my nigga
And any bullshit involvin' my nigga, 30 rounds in my clip spray it all for my niggas
You were just teenagers, prove it to the Gs in the hood we able
Just to ball on these haters, do a movie screen major
You and me, playa, why they have to give my nigga life?
We gon' ball like a dog till we bring 'em back
Really miss ya nigaa, ain't no mo'fuckin' lie
Pimp Squad till we die, free my nigga cap
We said we'll never be, just a memory yea
And even though it breaks my soul
Still, I never let your heart go
Runnin' way too fast, oh
Chasing down that blue grass
Yeah, hope I didn't break your soul
And no, I never let your heart go
And no, I never let your
I admitted I've seen back in the day how silly I seeemd
Sellin' cocaine wasn't really my dream
Could get my family farther than anyone seen
And if anyone seen where I made it today, prolly really one thing
With 12 in the face, know he fittin' to run game
Ain't gon' trick me into sayn anyone name
Nope was just in the cell 'bout that
For weeks, I was mad as hell 'bout that
Police ain't shit, really wasn't my shit
It was his and they knew I was a playa bout that
Aye, for every time I'm strapped the 12 ride by ain't find my strap
Judge would a hit a nigga heart bout that
And nigga with some sense thankin' Got 'bout that
We said we'll never be, just a memory yea
And even though it breaks my soul
Still, I never let your heart go
Runnin' way too fast, oh
Chasing down that blue grass
Yeah, hope I didn't break your soul
And no, I never let your heart go
The lyrics of Project R.I.P's song "My Heart Will Go On" express a deep sense of loyalty and remembrance towards a loved one who is no longer present. The opening lines convey a commitment to never forget the person they are addressing, despite the pain it brings to their soul. It suggests that even though they may not physically be together anymore, the emotional bond remains strong, and they refuse to let go of their connection. The lyrics emphasize the intensity of their relationship, using metaphoric language like "runnin' way too fast" and "chasing down that blue grass" to describe the energy and passion they shared.
The following paragraph reflects on shared memories and experiences, specifically in the context of a past friendship or partnership involving illegal activities. The lyrics mention a significant sum of money and encounters with dangerous situations, suggesting a involvement in drug-related endeavors. The use of nostalgic language like "remember all nigga we had" and references to specific individuals and events give the lyrics a personal touch. The sorrow of losing a dear friend or partner is expressed, with the artist acknowledging the absence and reminiscing about their time together.
In the third paragraph, the lyrics reflect on their youthful days and shared aspirations. The artist highlights the bond they had with their friend, emphasizing that they could always count on each other, regardless of the circumstances. The lyrics touch upon the harsh realities of their environment, describing a numbing effect caused by violence and daily conflict. They vividly depict their loyalty by stating they would readily engage in violent acts to protect their friends, even carrying thirty rounds of ammunition. The lyrics also convey a sense of injustice, questioning why their friend had to be incarcerated and expressing a desire to bring them back.
The final paragraph delves into the artist's personal journey and regrets. They admit to participating in drug dealing, acknowledging that it wasn't their true dream or purpose. The lyrics suggest that this path was chosen to support their family, as it seemed like the most viable way to provide for them. The artist also expresses frustration with the police, feeling targeted and wronged. They share their experience of being imprisoned due to someone else's actions, highlighting the injustice in their situation. Despite these challenges, the lyrics convey a sense of resilience and determination to overcome adversity, believing in a higher power for guidance.
Overall, the lyrics of "My Heart Will Go On" speak to the enduring loyalty the artist feels towards a dear friend or partner who is no longer present. It reflects on shared memories, the harsh reality of their environment, and the struggles they faced individually. The lyrics convey emotional depth, emphasizing the pain of separation and the desire to keep the memory and connection alive.
Line by Line Meaning
We said we'll never be, just a memory yea
We made a promise that we would always be more than just a fleeting memory
And even though it breaks my soul
Despite the immense pain it brings me
Still, I never let your heart go
I never allowed myself to give up on our connection
Runnin' way too fast, oh
Moving too quickly and recklessly
Chasing down that blue grass
Pursuing an elusive and idealized dream
Yeah, hope I didn't break your soul
I hope I didn't cause permanent damage to your spirit
And no, I never let your heart go
I always held onto your love and never let it slip away
Aye, man, remember all nigga we had
Hey, my friend, recall all the things we experienced together
With 20 grand cash, it was all in the bag
Having a significant sum of money secured and ready
We got it all with the crack
We achieved everything we desired through illicit activities
Lookin' for the plug in the mall with the gat
Searching for the supplier in a public place while armed
Nah, he neva loaned me a pad
No, he never provided me with a place to stay
But he loaned me a ride, put it all in the bag
However, he lent me a car, which was a valuable asset
I could ya just call me with that?
Could you simply contact me through that means?
Actin' like ya think ya gettin' all it back
Behaving as if you expect to regain everything you lost
Still remember standin' all alone in the trap
I can still vividly recall being isolated in a dangerous situation
Waitin' on a play, lookin' for a way
Waiting for an opportunity while searching for a solution
And then my big cou pPull up on me one day
And then my close friend arrived unexpectedly one day
Got his homie Toomp to put some beats on tap
He enlisted the help of his friend Toomp to produce some music tracks
And it been on since then
And it has been happening ever since
Damn, I can't believe you been gone since then
Wow, it's hard to accept that you have been absent since that time
I really miss my nigga, Tremele I know you up there nigga
I truly long for my friend, Tremele, and I believe you're watching over us
Remember we was just sixteen
Recall when we were only sixteen years old
Mind on one thing, gotta be street kings
Focused solely on achieving greatness and dominance in our neighborhood
Now we numb like morphine, to the gunplay, everyday is a war scene
Now we are desensitized to violence, accustomed to gunfights occurring daily
But y'all were my nigga, no matter what I knew, could call up my nigga
But you were always my friend, regardless of the circumstances, I knew I could rely on you
And any bullshit involvin' my nigga, 30 rounds in my clip spray it all for my niggas
And if any trouble arose concerning my friend, I would unload thirty rounds from my gun to defend my crew
You were just teenagers, prove it to the Gs in the hood we able
We were merely teenagers, yet we demonstrated to the older, more experienced individuals in our neighborhood that we were capable
Just to ball on these haters, do a movie screen major
Simply to showcase our success to those who doubted us, making a significant impact comparable to a big-screen production
You and me, playa, why they have to give my nigga life?
You and I, my friend, why did they sentence you to a lifetime in prison?
We gon' ball like a dog till we bring 'em back
We will continue to strive and succeed until we can bring our incarcerated friend back to freedom
Really miss ya nigaa, ain't no mo'fuckin' lie
I genuinely miss you, my friend, and it's not just an insincere statement
Pimp Squad till we die, free my nigga cap
We will remain loyal to our crew until the end, demanding the release of our incarcerated friend
I admitted I've seen back in the day how silly I seeemd
I confess that when reflecting on my past self, I realize how foolish I appeared
Sellin' cocaine wasn't really my dream
Engaging in drug trafficking was not my true aspiration
Could get my family farther than anyone seen
However, it offered a means to provide for my family more successfully than anyone anticipated
And if anyone seen where I made it today, prolly really one thing
If anyone witnessed the extent of my current achievements, they would likely be astonished
With 12 in the face, know he fittin' to run game
Facing a serious threat, he will likely resort to deceitful tactics
Ain't gon' trick me into sayn anyone name
I won't allow myself to be manipulated into revealing anyone's identity
Nope was just in the cell 'bout that
No, I was simply focused on the situation I was dealing with while imprisoned
For weeks, I was mad as hell 'bout that
For weeks, I was extremely angry and frustrated about it
Police ain't shit, really wasn't my shit
The police were insignificant to me, it wasn't my concern
It was his and they knew I was a playa bout that
It was his responsibility, and the authorities were aware that I was involved because of my reputation
Aye, for every time I'm strapped the 12 ride by ain't find my strap
Hey, every time I am armed, the police drive by but never discover my concealed weapon
Judge would a hit a nigga heart bout that
A judge would have delivered a severe blow to my emotions if they had discovered it
And nigga with some sense thankin' Got 'bout that
And a sensible person would express gratitude to God for not experiencing that situation
Lyrics ยฉ Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Clifford Harris, Terius Nash
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Mark Bell's Power Project
If John has ever helped you in any way shape or form, please visit the John Meadows "Mountain Dog" Memorial Fund and leave a donation. Link here: https://www.gofundme.com/f/john-meadows-mountain-dog-memorial-fund
Bob Z
He had more followers than average large city. More followers than the population of Iceland. He has multiple income streams. Hopefully, his team can keep his business going for a few years? Damn, what a loss to his family! He was rolling along. Why didnโt he back off the PED after his heart attack? I was shocked he didnโt switch to medicinal testosterone dosage and shrink down. Blood thinners arenโt the answer. Iโm upset, imagine friends and family. I sent comments to him warning him!
Were you a personal friend?
Joseph1NJ
Why is there a gofundme? Where is the money going, and what is this memorial?
Ermin Legler
He certainly has . . . . He has shown me what the archetypal human being does. It really shakes me up when I think about all the things his kids still could have learned from him.
Cool Boy
Yeah guys don't help the homeless or animals or people who are poor, give money to a dead bodybuilders rich partner who still makes money from her husbands videos.
Christopher Winrow
What a lovely family man so sorry RIP big fella YNWA
Tor-Andre Kongelf
I normally never cry when someone outside family pass away, but with John I can't hold it back. He was the greatest person I "knew". I only watched all his videos and done some of his programs and he made me want to be better person, a better father for my kids.
This is so sad. It hurts so bad.
Family Read
@Pierre Alariw been hearing this. A lot!! More than I care for hearing It unfortunately ๐ช
Fredrick Nilsson
Very true, John was a very friendly person. RIP
Hungry Bird
Relax bro . Donโt worry about it . John would want you to take care of your family .