Still Alive
Tantu ft. AZ Lyrics


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Okay, if you in a club
I advise you to put your drinks down, and head to the dance floor
Anywhere else will be uncivilized
If you're in a car, pull over
Put the hazards on and let the windows down
This is something the world needs to know
Let's go
Yes I'm Brooklyn's best till I'm put to rest
I heard tales of niggas sendin' shells to cook my flesh
No jail, never stale homie look how fresh
I'm low key like them old G crooks out west
As far as poetry I'm Nas, Biggie, Jay, Mos Def
Rakim, Kool G Rap, Kane, KRS
Pac, Common and Kanye, could say I'm blessed
Peace to Ghost, Raekwon and Ron Artest
This is suppressed hunger, I'm obsessed with summer
I'm for what runners is gunnin' them younger boys will gun ya
But any nigga icing your own wifey will warn ya
There's no wonder, every fronter wanna be stunner
I spit thunder, I'll miss when I'm six feet under
Legit, I'm just tryin' shift G-Unit numbers
Even rich niggas slip in the slumber
Shit happens but believe I'm back blastin a number

This is not a life that we in, this is hell
This is not a stoop that we on, it's a cell
Life is not a gift in the hood, it's a charge
Because I'm still alive, that makes me a God
This is not a life that we in, this is hell
This is not a stoop that we on, it's a cell
Life is not a gift in the hood, it's a charge
Because I made it out, well that makes me a God

This is not a life that we in, this is hell
This is not a stoop that we on, it's a cell
Life is not a gift in the hood, it's a charge
Because I'm still alive, that makes me a God
This is not a life that we in, this is hell
This is not a stoop that we on, it's a cell
Life is not a gift in the hood, it's a charge
Because I made it out, well that makes me a God

Yes my flows elite, I know the streets
I'm the Cochise of the East Coast I blow on beats
I create in the coma state how I doze to sleep
I keep dozing but never doze six feet deep
I'm out for presidents to represent me
(Say what?)
Say what, I haze up 'fore haters hopin' I gave up
It's either you stay tough or you copin' to ?cage cuff?
From cold player to cold savor the hoes favor
Who's the most underrated, G Rap, AZ, or Jada?
Allah savior, bark but sharp as a razor
With street smarts in a Jedi heart like Darth Vader
Harsh behavior, puffin a Garcia Vega
The god see the haters but the larceny is greater
Pardon the player, I'm crunk with some defeats
But somehow somebody somewhere don't want me to eat
I'm one with the streets, I'm wanted and I'm comin' for keeps

This is not a life that we in, this is hell
This is not a stoop that we on, it's a cell
Life is not a gift in the hood, it's a charge
Because I'm still alive, that makes me a God
This is not a life that we in, this is hell
This is not a stoop that we on, it's a cell
Life is not a gift in the hood, it's a charge
Because I made it out, well that makes me a God

And it's a must I live it, the trucks is kitted
Too many peoples in the penal so duck or visit
Show it off when I freestyle, who fuckin' with it
A final song for song as long as the hustlers get it
As long the jewels on all is custom fitted
Diamond cut for cut the cluster ups the digits
Enough is enough you can trust I hush the critics
Buck for buck, yeah I'm buckwild I must admit it
The dough done did it, I'm Doley the flow is vivid
You know me, low key homie, only expose the snippet
So prolific, so sincere, so gifted
So melodic, y'all got it so twisted
Sent to do this, E-40 the rugers had a few Belugas
Brought it back to the sewers
True this no duets, no collabs, no regrets
You crabs, I'm just here tryin' cash some little checks

This is not a life that we in, this is hell
This is not a stoop that we on, it's a cell
Life is not a gift in the hood, it's a charge
Because I'm still alive, that makes me a God
This is not a life that we in, this is hell
This is not a stoop that we on, it's a cell
Life is not a gift in the hood, it's a charge
Because I made it out, well that makes me a God

This is not a life that we in, this is hell
This is not a stoop that we on, it's a cell
Life is not a gift in the hood, it's a charge
Because I'm still alive, that makes me a God
This is not a life that we in, this is hell
This is not a stoop that we on, it's a cell




Life is not a gift in the hood, it's a charge
Because I made it out, well that makes me a God

Overall Meaning

The lyrics in Tantu ft. AZ's song "Still Alive" speak to the struggles and hardships of living in the hood. The opening lines set up an urgent tone, urging listeners to focus on the message being conveyed. The lyrics express AZ's as one of the best rappers out there, claiming that he is low-key like old-school West Coast gangsters. He draws inspiration from Nas, Biggie, Jay-Z, Mos Def, Rakim, KRS, among other greats in the industry. In essence, he is grateful for the talent he has and for using his voice to give hope to those in his community.


The chorus of "This is not a life that we're in, this is hell" highlights the dire living conditions in the hood. Rather than surviving, life becomes a sentence in a cell. Despite the struggles, surviving is what sets one apart, implying that AZ is a God simply because of making it.


The second verse sees AZ likening himself to "Cochise of the East Coast," saying he reigns on beats. He acknowledges the street smarts he possesses and acknowledges that street life is like a game. The lyrics suggest challenges and resistance he has faced, but he has not given up, stating that people do not want him to succeed. In the final verse, AZ highlights the importance of hustling, saying that he is continuously pushing through and grinding, trying to make ends meet.


In summary, the song by Tantu ft. AZ touches on the difficulties of living in the ghetto but encourages those struggling to keep pushing and making something of themselves.


Line by Line Meaning

Okay, if you in a club
If you're currently in a club, please put your drinks down and head to the dance floor


Anywhere else will be uncivilized
I strongly recommend not engaging in the activity outside the club because it is inappropriate


If you're in a car, pull over
If you're driving right now, please pull over to the side of the road


Put the hazards on and let the windows down
Turn on your emergency lights and roll down your windows


This is something the world needs to know
What I'm about to share is extremely important information that everyone must hear


Yes I'm Brooklyn's best till I'm put to rest
I am considered the finest musician from Brooklyn until I die


I heard tales of niggas sendin' shells to cook my flesh
I am aware that there have been attempts to harm me by shooting me


No jail, never stale homie look how fresh
I have never been to jail and I still remain relevant in the music industry


I'm low key like them old G crooks out west
I don't seek attention or fame; I remain quiet like the old gangsters from the West Coast


As far as poetry I'm Nas, Biggie, Jay, Mos Def
In terms of skill in writing and performing poetry, I am on par with Nas, Biggie, Jay Z, Mos Def


Rakim, Kool G Rap, Kane, KRS
I am also comparable to legends Rakim, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane and KRS-One


Pac, Common and Kanye, could say I'm blessed
Additionally, Tupac, Common, and Kanye West recognize my talent and believe I am blessed


Peace to Ghost, Raekwon and Ron Artest
I would like to acknowledge Ghostface Killah, Raekwon, and Ron Artest


This is suppressed hunger, I'm obsessed with summer
This feeling is repressed hunger, and I am obsessed with summer


I'm for what runners is gunnin' them younger boys will gun ya
I'm here to support the runners who are attacking you; the younger boys will shoot you


But any nigga icing your own wifey will warn ya
If someone kills your own wife, you should take that as a warning


There's no wonder, every fronter wanna be stunner
It is not surprising that people who pretend to be wealthy and glamorous aim to be a center of attention


I spit thunder, I'll miss when I'm six feet under
My performances are so powerful they strike like thunder; years after my death, people will still miss me


Legit, I'm just tryin' shift G-Unit numbers
Honestly, I'm attempting to surpass G-Unit's achievements professionally


Even rich niggas slip in the slumber
Even wealthy people occasionally become lazy or lose drive


Shit happens but believe I'm back blastin a number
Mistakes are inevitable, but I'll come back and perform better


This is not a life that we in, this is hell
The life we are living is a kind of hell


This is not a stoop that we on, it's a cell
Our physical location is not a front porch, rather it can be compared to a prison cell


Life is not a gift in the hood, it's a charge
Living in the intercity is not a blessing, it can be a punishment


Because I'm still alive, that makes me a God
Simply because I have survived this environment, people see me as somehow divine


Because I made it out, well that makes me a God
The fact that I made it out of the ghetto and achieved success is another reason people see me as divine


Yes my flows elite, I know the streets
My rapping level is superior, I'm an expert in street culture


I'm the Cochise of the East Coast I blow on beats
I am considered as Cochise, a legendary Chiricahua Apache leader among the East Coast's music scene


I create in the coma state how I doze to sleep
I'm capable of composing while in an unconscious, dreamlike state


I keep dozing but never doze six feet deep
Although I often unconsciously sleep; I don't ever think of death


I'm out for presidents to represent me
My ambition is to become wealthy and have prominent figures support me


(Say what?)
Pardon me, can you repeat that?


Say what, I haze up 'fore haters hopin' I gave up
What do you mean? I consume marijuana so that I don't let my critics win


It's either you stay tough or you copin' to cage cuff?
You can either remain resilient, or end up in handcuffs and arrested


From cold player to cold savor the hoes favor
From being a womanizer, I changed into someone who saved them and garners their liking


Who's the most underrated, G Rap, AZ, or Jada?
Who do you think is underrated, G Rap, AZ, or Jadakiss?


Allah savior, bark but sharp as a razor
God is my savior, my bark is sharp as a blade


With street smarts in a Jedi heart like Darth Vader
I have street wisdom in my chest, similar to what Darth Vader has in his heart


Harsh behavior, puffin a Garcia Vega
I may behave rudely, but I'm smoking a Garcia Vega brand cigar


The god see the haters but the larceny is greater
Despite the hostility of my detractors, I have noticed that their greed is even more pressing for them


Pardon the player, I'm crunk with some defeats
Apologies for my behavior - I'm still filled with defeats despite my success


But somehow somebody somewhere don't want me to eat
Despite my little successes, there are people out there who don't want me to succeed


I'm one with the streets, I'm wanted and I'm comin' for keeps
I'm on the same level as the street I grew up in, I'm wanted and will continue to fight


And it's a must I live it, the trucks is kitted
It is a necessity for me to live my life this way, as my trucks are fully customized


Too many peoples in the penal so duck or visit
There are too many people in prison, so you better avoid getting arrested


Show it off when I freestyle, who fuckin' with it
When I freestyle rap, I am demonstrating my talent, and no one can compete with me


A final song for song as long as the hustlers get it
I will continue to write and perform until the very end, as long as the hustlers understand my message


As long the jewels on all is custom fitted
As long as custom-fit jewelry is included


Diamond cut for cut the cluster ups the digits
Every diamond is cut, and adding them up multiplies the value


Enough is enough you can trust I hush the critics
I've had enough of the criticism, and I know how to silence them


Buck for buck, yeah I'm buckwild I must admit it
I'm going to fight fiercely, I must admit that


The dough done did it, I'm Doley the flow is vivid
Money has played a part in my success, and my rapping is powerful


You know me, low key homie, only express the snippet
You know me as someone who remains humble, I only share a little part of myself


So prolific, so sincere, so gifted
I'm known to be prolific, genuine, and talented


So melodic, y'all got it so twisted
My rapping is also musical, but sometimes people misunderstand


Sent to do this, E-40 the rugers had a few Belugas
I was chosen to do this, E-40 had powerful weapons during the shooting, and some expensive liquor, Beluga Vodka was present as well


Brought it back to the sewers
Took it back to the streets level


True this no duets, no collabs, no regrets
Realistically, I'm not going to collaborate with anyone and I won't regret it


You crabs, I'm just here tryin' cash some little checks
Those who criticize, I'm just here trying to earn a couple of honest paychecks




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Royalty Network
Written by: Anthony Cruz, Bridgeford Duane, Ousley Randy, RANDY OUSLEY

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