Life Goes On
Royce da 5'9" Lyrics


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[Royce Da 5'9"]
Yo Ivy, let me know when we rolling
We rolling?Alright,
I mean, I been through a lot man
Tommy Boy thing, the bootleggers
You know, life goes on, so what?
You gotta reach deep down in your heart, and pull out as much as you can
To get through what you going through
I'm living proof

Way down deep in the heart of a man who was deep!
In the palm of the hands of the truer streets
Lives a, nigga who gives a, lyrical nigga the shivers
Step up and get hit cause him or his fifth'll deliver
His mouth is a gun, the cannibal speaks
You need to do more than floss the hand or the teeth
And shame on it, only thing that pops out
Whenever your glock's out is a stick, and a flag with "Bang!" on it
His flow's out-grown his dreams
Out of a count that he beams out-of-towners and hold down home
You niggas showing up, with a lot of the same soldiers
I'm rolling up, pushing her outta your Range Rover
You decided to be a rider but why, would you do it
When you know you could light up my saliva like lighter fluid
Soak with writing cause 5-9 is back
And he's about to spit thunder and shit lightning!

[Chorus: Royce Da 5'9"]
"Life goes on"
Uh-huh, you thought I was done didn't ya?
"The world keeps turning and life goes on"
Thought I would run didn't ya?No no
"Life goes on"
Never again will I, need a return
"The world keeps turning and"
(And I will never leave these streets again)
"Life goes on"
Uh-huh, you thought I was done didn't ya?
"The world keeps turning and life goes on"
Thought I would run didn't ya?No no
"Life goes on"
Long as I live, I'ma continue to burn
"The world keeps turning and"

[Royce Da 5'9"]
My crew never call me for beef? No!It never happens to me
That's like calling a SWAT team when it's a cat in a tree
It's too many reasons, to tell you niga please
You can do nothing with me, like weed with too many seeds in it
I'm more, vicious, it gets, more pathetic
You testing something more than a medic nigga or mortician
I'm more than rap, I will rush you
For the sacks like Warren Sapp, like nigga fuck you
I'll stuff you in a Atlanta mansion
Paint the wall with you on "Candid Camera," like I'm a phantom answered
Demand a ransom, cause a fire at your momma's house
And take, all of the tires off of the ambulances
Of course the track, fits Mr. King
Of the small article every month and the Source is back
With Jay-Dilla, from Slum Village
You looking for us, we be in Rock City nigga, come get us!

[Chorus]

"Life goes on"
"The world keeps turning and liiiife goes on.."
"Life goes on"
"The world keeps turning and"
"Turning and life goes on"
"Life goes on"
"The world keeps turning and"




"Life goes on"
"The world keeps turning and"

Overall Meaning

In "Life Goes On," Royce da 5'9" reflects on his past struggles and how he has persevered through them. He acknowledges obstacles such as his former label Tommy Boy and bootlegging, but asserts that life goes on and you must dig deep within yourself to push through. Royce is a testament to this, as he is "living proof."


In the first verse, Royce describes a man who is both dangerous and lyrical. His flow has outgrown his dreams and he can spit thunder and shit lightning. The chorus repeats the mantra that life goes on, despite any obstacles that come your way. In the second verse, Royce boasts about his skills as an MC, claiming that no crew can call him out for beef. He will rush anyone for the sacks like Warren Sapp, a retired NFL player known for his aggressive style of play.


Line by Line Meaning

Yo Ivy, let me know when we rolling
Requesting to be notified when ready to proceed


We rolling?Alright,
Confirming readiness to proceed


I mean, I been through a lot man
Acknowledging past struggles


Tommy Boy thing, the bootleggers
Specific past struggles faced


You know, life goes on, so what?
Acceptance of ongoing challenges


You gotta reach deep down in your heart, and pull out as much as you can
Drawing on inner strength to cope


To get through what you going through
Overcoming current difficulties


I'm living proof
Validation of ability to persevere


Way down deep in the heart of a man who was deep!
Intense emotions within one's core


In the palm of the hands of the truer streets
Controlled by the realities of life on the streets


Lives a, nigga who gives a, lyrical nigga the shivers
A true artist who commands respect


Step up and get hit cause him or his fifth'll deliver
Willingness to defend oneself or others


His mouth is a gun, the cannibal speaks
Powerful words used as weapons


You need to do more than floss the hand or the teeth
Appearances are not enough to survive


And shame on it, only thing that pops out
Criticism of those who rely on guns


Whenever your glock's out is a stick, and a flag with "Bang!" on it
Guns are symbols of power and intimidation


His flow's out-grown his dreams
Success exceeding one's own expectations


Out of a count that he beams out-of-towners and hold down home
Pride in hometown while gaining national recognition


You niggas showing up, with a lot of the same soldiers
Competition lacks originality


I'm rolling up, pushing her outta your Range Rover
Asserting dominance over rivals


You decided to be a rider but why, would you do it
Questioning the motives of others


When you know you could light up my saliva like lighter fluid
Confidence in one's own skills


Soak with writing cause 5-9 is back
Emphasizing return to form


And he's about to spit thunder and shit lightning!
Promising powerful performance


"Life goes on"
Acknowledging inevitability of life's challenges


Uh-huh, you thought I was done didn't ya?
Defying expectations of giving up


"The world keeps turning and life goes on"
Reiteration of life's ongoing difficulties


Never again will I, need a return
No longer needing to go back to past struggles


"Life goes on"
Reaffirming acceptance of life's difficulties


Long as I live, I'ma continue to burn
Promising to stay motivated and driven


My crew never call me for beef? No!
Lack of involvement in conflicts


It never happens to me
Avoidance of unnecessary drama


That's like calling a SWAT team when it's a cat in a tree
Overreaction in minor situations


It's too many reasons, to tell you niga please
Too many justifications to argue


You can do nothing with me, like weed with too many seeds in it
Unimpressed by competition


I'm more, vicious, it gets, more pathetic
More aggressive in the face of threats


You testing something more than a medic nigga or mortician
Attempting to cause harm to an unstoppable force


I'm more than rap, I will rush you
Multifaceted talents and willingness to defend


For the sacks like Warren Sapp, like nigga fuck you
Winning by any means necessary


I'll stuff you in a Atlanta mansion
Assertion of dominance over rivals


Paint the wall with you on "Candid Camera," like I'm a phantom answered
Intimidation tactics and invincibility


Demand a ransom, cause a fire at your momma's house
Extreme measures in retaliation


And take, all of the tires off of the ambulances
Disrupting emergency services in revenge


Of course the track, fits Mr. King
Perfectly suited to the artist


Of the small article every month and the Source is back
Achieving consistent attention in popular media


With Jay-Dilla, from Slum Village
Collaboration with respected producer


You looking for us, we be in Rock City nigga, come get us!
Confidence in ability to handle any threat in hometown




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: JACK CLEMENT, JOHN R. CASH

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