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Beats, Rhymes, and Life
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #3,190
Peak in subgenre #1,620
Author
Lyrics by G58 feat. Z/Optional on tha beatbox
Rights
yes....
Uploaded
October 23, 2004
Track Files
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MP3 4.6 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
Ok, tha theme of tha song is bridges, bridges we build, bridges we burn, bridges we support and cross in our daily operations...each verse explores a different aspect this, 1st and 3rd Verses(Zenz) deal with building and crossing bridges, 2nd and Last Verses(Mine) deal with supporting and burning bridges...check tha meaning.
Lyrics
I'll jus' post my verses cuz I'm lazy...
Verse II
A chain can only be as strong as the weakest link/and it's up to tha strong to save the weak from the brink?/of destruction, reconstruction, reduction of consumption/open up some doors, we'll all eat a lil' somethin'/but who be tha tungsten beams beneath your wings?/that entity or being that makes scenes seem serene/it can be a muse who views the way u do/like the air and the birds makin' music beautiful/is it suitable, if half push and half pull?/cancel each other out cuz you thinkin' of you/only you without a clue of what another go thru/the worlds based on synergy in all that we do/ya heads over ya shouldaz, ya shouldaz over ya legs/ya legs walk tha land until tha day that ya dead/now, ya legs depend on tha Earth for thier support/so continue tha cycle if you think u up for it/
Verse IV(Burn)
Makin' decisions with precision should be built in your religion/interactin' wit tha livings similar to hittin' switches/so which switch will u flip when tha road begins to split?/yea, there's road signs, pit stops, an' there's speed limits/an' even tho u think u gettin' kinda old, jus' do what u told/gettin' grown, u gotta know when to chill or flamethrow/end up it tha wrong place at tha wrong time and find/in ya mind tha ya minutes worth more than sprint dimes/had to know u was illin' wit tha wrong crowd now/u wonderin' how to escape, tha ch, ch, pow!/but nah, access denied seein' visions of ya life/it's funny time fly's when u know u bout to die/the whole time u watched bays like David Hasselhof/should looked both ways, tested waters before u cross/coulda lit tha match, threw a mixture of molotovs/woulda burned ya boys, but I bet u'd be better off
