Still Standing (Explicit)

Still Standing (Explicit) - Goodie Mob

This for the soldiers (soldiers)

Stay strong my niggaz

(gangsters players)

Stay up my niggaz (real niggaz)

Leavin the cut in a rage

Loadin up my Mac goin to my crib to get my 12 gauge

One of my boys just got shot huh

F**kin around in that million dollar spot

A educated brother

Didn't have no money for college he was taught the street knowledge

Part of the plan

To keep us fightin in the street instead of becomin a strong black man

Every two weeks I see Sam

Pitchin out my check with no respect but I still don't give a damn

Becaause I GOTTA make my dough

My kill rocked down til I started seein cash flow

Everything happens for a reason choose the season

To commit the perfect treason

Who brought me to the land of unfree man

To move about and catch trout by the dozens

Even had my cousin locked down at the feet shackled

A one way seat to Milledgeville

Ni**a this real how can you kill another

When it's your brother Still Standing

I never thought about talked about what I did

Just experimented life as a young Gump

Them days long gone school bells done rung no mo'

Spendin hours at the house in my favorite chair

Slow mo' custom funk fingerprinted to carry a hucklebuck

Feelin stuck with the art that my skin carries scary

If I ever had to plot again needin my stick

Gidgets to pidgits moves to Philly and the crew

Nothin else to prove fold a plot like chrome

Salt lick teddy bears in the college student's room

Speed Gipp got that too

Watch that dude inspect that fool Still Standing

Chorus: all together

Unscathed cause this is pain

This for soldiers to feel

MC's are running out of things to say

Radio stations are running out of songs to play

Still Standing unscathed cause of pain

This for soldiers to feel

MC's are running out of things to say

Radio stations are running out of songs to play

On the sick side of South Central

33rd Avenue block 600

Workers have wash and car details

The ese's got the fresh Chevrolet's for sale

Twenty G's or better the whole neighborhood tanked up

What On the fortress walls there is no letters

Buddha say the Bloods are strictly outnumbered

They beseiged on the beats Goodie Mo B run the creeps

Y'all can have the streets asphault caught many suckers

Slippin on wet floors we puttin out the signs

On krokers C I T Y such a pity

Bein suckled dry like a newborn

On his momma's titty before I retired I hit twenty

True to cellulite with big room pesquite on the porch

Poundin like cartoon Ennis old school efforts

Through the Sunday down Crenshaw sparkin

Zoned out off the ink for life

Goin through time and metal detectors I can't take my weapon

And I can't be no d**e dealer

Cause they be done put a hit out on a ni**a plus I can't keep up

With them keys locked in the fo' do'

Backseat drivers havin out of body experiences

Wakin up somewhere else Still Standing

Yeah

Each and every element that exists in this

Universe is manifested from a thought first

Through the inner mind's eye of the unseen power in the sky

Gave birth to Mother Earth and all it's worth to you and I

This most loved invention my conciousness is an extension

Of Him yet I'm flesh and bone with a mind of my own

To dig deeper than the surface whether I learn

From your upcomings or your downfalls we all have individual purpose

It's amazing how the streets do the majority of raising

Of children who end up dead before hearing what you said

And it's sad so all I can write about is what I had

Interpretations of life good and bad with a pen and pad

It seems like abortion when I just write a small portion

It's either crumpled up or torn without lettin the thought be born

Young minded and blinded in those days; I didn't want to

Have a thought that I couldn't raise nurture and care for

Be there for help prepare for the times ahead

When someone doesn't agree with what is said huh

And if they did don't get all arrogant cause that's my kid

Just be thankful that it's good and somebody overstood

Now the listener in here want the same flow but I gotta let it grow

Clever enough to let it go if I don't wanna rap no mo'

And I'll make sure that no one ever forgets

It's immortalized forever on wax CD's and casettes

And when someone goes to the store and purchases it for ten

The life cycle starts all over again

And I was granted this music as my soulmate to procreate

And give back what I was given a life worth livin

And I am Still Standing unscathed

Pain is for suckers to feel

MC's are running out of things to say and

Radio stations running out of songs to play sh*t

We Still Standing unscathed

And pain is for suckers to feel huh

And MC's running out of things to say