Die Famous Lyrics
| Song | Die Famous |
| Artist | Lil' Zane |
| Album | Young World: The Future (Clean) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Copeland, Folmar, Jones ... | |
| What will it take for you to notice me | |
| It's like, | |
| I'm not here | |
| Do you see us?(Do you see us?) | |
| Can you see us down here?(Can you see us down here?) | |
| We have a bad habit of lookin' over people | |
| But this time | |
| I'm gon' die famous and everybody gon' know | |
| I'm just a skinny nigga tryin' to get bigger and grow stronger | |
| And the lust to live plush and can't wait no longer | |
| Sick of seein' moms workin' comin home back hurtin' | |
| Cryin' on my shoulder 'cuz the jobs workin' her over | |
| More time everyday but the boss just won't promote her | |
| He's racist she say and assaultin' in some way | |
| Gon' see him on his off day an' let him know | |
| You fucks wit moms no mo' when | |
| I drive the forty four | |
| When the headlines read | |
| Boys last heart was his mind for greed | |
| And he'll prob'ly get the chair for good reason it's me | |
| Tell the judge my excuses for the crimes | |
| I've committed | |
| I was high when | |
| I did itWorked a pound of | |
| Jay's herb | |
| In the heat of the night | |
| My mind clicked up on some other shit | |
| Something they write | |
| Met in the parking lot | |
| He was comin' out his parking spot | |
| Bet nobody see it out there | |
| It stay dark a lot | |
| Went for the handle but the door was locked | |
| At the same time | |
| Cockin' the glock kickin' the car door | |
| Maybe not hold up | |
| Wait a minute | |
| This rap game just got in it | |
| And plus game | |
| I'm sayin' two times | |
| The world'll be mine(Gonna be famous hard to be nameless)(Niggas gotta die to be famous)(If I die famous hard to explain this)(I live a life to die famous) | |
| Hustle money by bloods,crypts,and drug dealers | |
| It's all love wit us | |
| Just expect to catch slugs nigga | |
| I hang wit cut throat niggas | |
| That'll choke yo' niggas | |
| Tie you up and rope yo' niggas | |
| For rap or for dope baby | |
| When I was young couldn't picture bein' broke baby | |
| Then fuckin' wit them dope boys | |
| Had me low crazy | |
| You know it's crucial when | |
| I'm sellin' to my folk figure | |
| Dope fiends mixed genes | |
| Puffin' on a roll of smoke | |
| And I ain't grown | |
| Left this lil nigga all alone | |
| Now as nigga grown | |
| Then had a game that you passed on | |
| Guess how many niggas | |
| I've passed gone | |
| Niggas in the system now | |
| Ho's wantin' me to hit it | |
| But I'm pissin' now | |
| They got me wild | |
| I know the style, but respect my life style | |
| It isn't fair, before | |
| I'm legal | |
| I'll be a millionaire(Gonna be famous, hard to be nameless)(Niggas gotta die to be famous)(If I die famous, hard to explain this)(I live a life to die famous)(Gonna be famous, hard to be nameless)(Niggas gotta die to be famous)(If I die famous, hard to explain this)(I live a life to die famous) | |
| Well this morning | |
| I saw the news flash, pressure unpoured | |
| The judge gave a nigga life 'cuz the boy shot up the court | |
| Witness we die for niggas | |
| Pullin' triggas for a livin' | |
| And we takin' any and everything that we wasnt given' | |
| Cuz hard times keep a nigga keep writin' hard rhymes | |
| Stash 9's run up in a nigga ain't scared to squeeze mines | |
| Freeze time when | |
| I stop your heart' | |
| Cuz the slugs that | |
| I'm spittin' is the spot that could stop | |
| I die famous you be the nigga | |
| I shotBut still nameless 'cuz they cant figure the plot | |
| My crew stainless and we aint hailin' no pot | |
| And ain't nobody gettin' bigger than the niggas we got | |
| We worldwide, but we ride for a nation of thugs | |
| We burnin' heaters if you cheat us | |
| Dudes workin' the slugs | |
| And get the sex baby 'cuz | |
| I'm addicted to fame | |
| You make me bust just by screamin' my name | |
| And when I die | |
| I die famous(Gonna be famous hard to be nameless)(Niggas gotta die to be famous)(If I die famous hard to explain this)(I live a life to die famous)(Gonna be famous hard to be nameless)(Niggas gotta die to be famous)(If I die famous hard to explain this)(I live a life to die famous)(Gonna be famous hard to be nameless)(Niggas gotta die to be famous)(If I die famous hard to explain this)(I live a life to die famous)(Gonna be famous hard to be nameless)(Niggas gotta die to be famous)(If I die famous hard to explain this)(I live a life to die famous)(Gonna be famous hard to be nameless)(Niggas gotta die to be famous)(If I die famous hard to explain this)(I live a life to die famous)(Gonna be famous hard to be nameless)(Niggas gotta die to be famous)(If I die famous hard to explain this)(I live a life to die famous) | |
| Why do we have to die | |
| I know alot of times | |
| We go unnoticed | |
| They act like they dont love us | |
| But I love you thats all that counts | |
| We love you thats all that counts | |
| It's hard to explain why we die famous | |
| But we do it baby | |
| C'monBoy we gotta get noticed | |
| We go to school but you don't see that | |
| We live but you don't see that | |
| This is how we know | |
| This is you'll see | |
| Young world baby | |
| We tired of goin' unnamed | |
| We tired of goin' unnoticed | |
| We've lived in the ghetto for years now | |
| We movin' to the hills, nigga | |
| C'monBringin 'wood to the hood | |
| Y'all know what it is | |
| Young world | |
| I put my life on the line for y'all | |
| I love y'all | |
| It dont matter how hard it get | |
| No matter how hard you try | |
| You keep tryin' nigga | |
| Nigga the world is yours |
| zuo qu : Copeland, Folmar, Jones ... | |
| What will it take for you to notice me | |
| It' s like, | |
| I' m not here | |
| Do you see us? Do you see us? | |
| Can you see us down here? Can you see us down here? | |
| We have a bad habit of lookin' over people | |
| But this time | |
| I' m gon' die famous and everybody gon' know | |
| I' m just a skinny nigga tryin' to get bigger and grow stronger | |
| And the lust to live plush and can' t wait no longer | |
| Sick of seein' moms workin' comin home back hurtin' | |
| Cryin' on my shoulder ' cuz the jobs workin' her over | |
| More time everyday but the boss just won' t promote her | |
| He' s racist she say and assaultin' in some way | |
| Gon' see him on his off day an' let him know | |
| You fucks wit moms no mo' when | |
| I drive the forty four | |
| When the headlines read | |
| Boys last heart was his mind for greed | |
| And he' ll prob' ly get the chair for good reason it' s me | |
| Tell the judge my excuses for the crimes | |
| I' ve committed | |
| I was high when | |
| I did itWorked a pound of | |
| Jay' s herb | |
| In the heat of the night | |
| My mind clicked up on some other shit | |
| Something they write | |
| Met in the parking lot | |
| He was comin' out his parking spot | |
| Bet nobody see it out there | |
| It stay dark a lot | |
| Went for the handle but the door was locked | |
| At the same time | |
| Cockin' the glock kickin' the car door | |
| Maybe not hold up | |
| Wait a minute | |
| This rap game just got in it | |
| And plus game | |
| I' m sayin' two times | |
| The world' ll be mine Gonna be famous hard to be nameless Niggas gotta die to be famous If I die famous hard to explain this I live a life to die famous | |
| Hustle money by bloods, crypts, and drug dealers | |
| It' s all love wit us | |
| Just expect to catch slugs nigga | |
| I hang wit cut throat niggas | |
| That' ll choke yo' niggas | |
| Tie you up and rope yo' niggas | |
| For rap or for dope baby | |
| When I was young couldn' t picture bein' broke baby | |
| Then fuckin' wit them dope boys | |
| Had me low crazy | |
| You know it' s crucial when | |
| I' m sellin' to my folk figure | |
| Dope fiends mixed genes | |
| Puffin' on a roll of smoke | |
| And I ain' t grown | |
| Left this lil nigga all alone | |
| Now as nigga grown | |
| Then had a game that you passed on | |
| Guess how many niggas | |
| I' ve passed gone | |
| Niggas in the system now | |
| Ho' s wantin' me to hit it | |
| But I' m pissin' now | |
| They got me wild | |
| I know the style, but respect my life style | |
| It isn' t fair, before | |
| I' m legal | |
| I' ll be a millionaire Gonna be famous, hard to be nameless Niggas gotta die to be famous If I die famous, hard to explain this I live a life to die famous Gonna be famous, hard to be nameless Niggas gotta die to be famous If I die famous, hard to explain this I live a life to die famous | |
| Well this morning | |
| I saw the news flash, pressure unpoured | |
| The judge gave a nigga life ' cuz the boy shot up the court | |
| Witness we die for niggas | |
| Pullin' triggas for a livin' | |
| And we takin' any and everything that we wasnt given' | |
| Cuz hard times keep a nigga keep writin' hard rhymes | |
| Stash 9' s run up in a nigga ain' t scared to squeeze mines | |
| Freeze time when | |
| I stop your heart' | |
| Cuz the slugs that | |
| I' m spittin' is the spot that could stop | |
| I die famous you be the nigga | |
| I shotBut still nameless ' cuz they cant figure the plot | |
| My crew stainless and we aint hailin' no pot | |
| And ain' t nobody gettin' bigger than the niggas we got | |
| We worldwide, but we ride for a nation of thugs | |
| We burnin' heaters if you cheat us | |
| Dudes workin' the slugs | |
| And get the sex baby ' cuz | |
| I' m addicted to fame | |
| You make me bust just by screamin' my name | |
| And when I die | |
| I die famous Gonna be famous hard to be nameless Niggas gotta die to be famous If I die famous hard to explain this I live a life to die famous Gonna be famous hard to be nameless Niggas gotta die to be famous If I die famous hard to explain this I live a life to die famous Gonna be famous hard to be nameless Niggas gotta die to be famous If I die famous hard to explain this I live a life to die famous Gonna be famous hard to be nameless Niggas gotta die to be famous If I die famous hard to explain this I live a life to die famous Gonna be famous hard to be nameless Niggas gotta die to be famous If I die famous hard to explain this I live a life to die famous Gonna be famous hard to be nameless Niggas gotta die to be famous If I die famous hard to explain this I live a life to die famous | |
| Why do we have to die | |
| I know alot of times | |
| We go unnoticed | |
| They act like they dont love us | |
| But I love you thats all that counts | |
| We love you thats all that counts | |
| It' s hard to explain why we die famous | |
| But we do it baby | |
| C' monBoy we gotta get noticed | |
| We go to school but you don' t see that | |
| We live but you don' t see that | |
| This is how we know | |
| This is you' ll see | |
| Young world baby | |
| We tired of goin' unnamed | |
| We tired of goin' unnoticed | |
| We' ve lived in the ghetto for years now | |
| We movin' to the hills, nigga | |
| C' monBringin ' wood to the hood | |
| Y' all know what it is | |
| Young world | |
| I put my life on the line for y' all | |
| I love y' all | |
| It dont matter how hard it get | |
| No matter how hard you try | |
| You keep tryin' nigga | |
| Nigga the world is yours |
| zuò qǔ : Copeland, Folmar, Jones ... | |
| What will it take for you to notice me | |
| It' s like, | |
| I' m not here | |
| Do you see us? Do you see us? | |
| Can you see us down here? Can you see us down here? | |
| We have a bad habit of lookin' over people | |
| But this time | |
| I' m gon' die famous and everybody gon' know | |
| I' m just a skinny nigga tryin' to get bigger and grow stronger | |
| And the lust to live plush and can' t wait no longer | |
| Sick of seein' moms workin' comin home back hurtin' | |
| Cryin' on my shoulder ' cuz the jobs workin' her over | |
| More time everyday but the boss just won' t promote her | |
| He' s racist she say and assaultin' in some way | |
| Gon' see him on his off day an' let him know | |
| You fucks wit moms no mo' when | |
| I drive the forty four | |
| When the headlines read | |
| Boys last heart was his mind for greed | |
| And he' ll prob' ly get the chair for good reason it' s me | |
| Tell the judge my excuses for the crimes | |
| I' ve committed | |
| I was high when | |
| I did itWorked a pound of | |
| Jay' s herb | |
| In the heat of the night | |
| My mind clicked up on some other shit | |
| Something they write | |
| Met in the parking lot | |
| He was comin' out his parking spot | |
| Bet nobody see it out there | |
| It stay dark a lot | |
| Went for the handle but the door was locked | |
| At the same time | |
| Cockin' the glock kickin' the car door | |
| Maybe not hold up | |
| Wait a minute | |
| This rap game just got in it | |
| And plus game | |
| I' m sayin' two times | |
| The world' ll be mine Gonna be famous hard to be nameless Niggas gotta die to be famous If I die famous hard to explain this I live a life to die famous | |
| Hustle money by bloods, crypts, and drug dealers | |
| It' s all love wit us | |
| Just expect to catch slugs nigga | |
| I hang wit cut throat niggas | |
| That' ll choke yo' niggas | |
| Tie you up and rope yo' niggas | |
| For rap or for dope baby | |
| When I was young couldn' t picture bein' broke baby | |
| Then fuckin' wit them dope boys | |
| Had me low crazy | |
| You know it' s crucial when | |
| I' m sellin' to my folk figure | |
| Dope fiends mixed genes | |
| Puffin' on a roll of smoke | |
| And I ain' t grown | |
| Left this lil nigga all alone | |
| Now as nigga grown | |
| Then had a game that you passed on | |
| Guess how many niggas | |
| I' ve passed gone | |
| Niggas in the system now | |
| Ho' s wantin' me to hit it | |
| But I' m pissin' now | |
| They got me wild | |
| I know the style, but respect my life style | |
| It isn' t fair, before | |
| I' m legal | |
| I' ll be a millionaire Gonna be famous, hard to be nameless Niggas gotta die to be famous If I die famous, hard to explain this I live a life to die famous Gonna be famous, hard to be nameless Niggas gotta die to be famous If I die famous, hard to explain this I live a life to die famous | |
| Well this morning | |
| I saw the news flash, pressure unpoured | |
| The judge gave a nigga life ' cuz the boy shot up the court | |
| Witness we die for niggas | |
| Pullin' triggas for a livin' | |
| And we takin' any and everything that we wasnt given' | |
| Cuz hard times keep a nigga keep writin' hard rhymes | |
| Stash 9' s run up in a nigga ain' t scared to squeeze mines | |
| Freeze time when | |
| I stop your heart' | |
| Cuz the slugs that | |
| I' m spittin' is the spot that could stop | |
| I die famous you be the nigga | |
| I shotBut still nameless ' cuz they cant figure the plot | |
| My crew stainless and we aint hailin' no pot | |
| And ain' t nobody gettin' bigger than the niggas we got | |
| We worldwide, but we ride for a nation of thugs | |
| We burnin' heaters if you cheat us | |
| Dudes workin' the slugs | |
| And get the sex baby ' cuz | |
| I' m addicted to fame | |
| You make me bust just by screamin' my name | |
| And when I die | |
| I die famous Gonna be famous hard to be nameless Niggas gotta die to be famous If I die famous hard to explain this I live a life to die famous Gonna be famous hard to be nameless Niggas gotta die to be famous If I die famous hard to explain this I live a life to die famous Gonna be famous hard to be nameless Niggas gotta die to be famous If I die famous hard to explain this I live a life to die famous Gonna be famous hard to be nameless Niggas gotta die to be famous If I die famous hard to explain this I live a life to die famous Gonna be famous hard to be nameless Niggas gotta die to be famous If I die famous hard to explain this I live a life to die famous Gonna be famous hard to be nameless Niggas gotta die to be famous If I die famous hard to explain this I live a life to die famous | |
| Why do we have to die | |
| I know alot of times | |
| We go unnoticed | |
| They act like they dont love us | |
| But I love you thats all that counts | |
| We love you thats all that counts | |
| It' s hard to explain why we die famous | |
| But we do it baby | |
| C' monBoy we gotta get noticed | |
| We go to school but you don' t see that | |
| We live but you don' t see that | |
| This is how we know | |
| This is you' ll see | |
| Young world baby | |
| We tired of goin' unnamed | |
| We tired of goin' unnoticed | |
| We' ve lived in the ghetto for years now | |
| We movin' to the hills, nigga | |
| C' monBringin ' wood to the hood | |
| Y' all know what it is | |
| Young world | |
| I put my life on the line for y' all | |
| I love y' all | |
| It dont matter how hard it get | |
| No matter how hard you try | |
| You keep tryin' nigga | |
| Nigga the world is yours |
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