Wednesday, March 25, 2009

好听

Live Your Life

Rihanna:
You're gonna be a shining star,
With fancy clothes, fancy car-ars.
And then you'll see,
You're gonna go far.
Cause everyone knows,
Who you are-are.
So live your life, ay ay ay.
Instead of chasing that paper.
Just live your life (Oh!),
Ay ay ay.
You got no time for no haters.
Just live your life (Oh!),
Ay ay ay.
No telling where it'll take you.
Just live your life (Oh!),
Ay ay ay.
Cause I'm a paper chaser.
Just living my life.

T.I.:
Never mind what haters say, ignore 'em 'til they fade away
Amazing they ungreatful after all the game I gave away
Safe to say I paid the way for you cats to get paid today
You'd still be wasting days away, now had I never saved the day

Consider them my protégé, homage I think they should pay
Instead of being gracious they violate in a major way
I never been a hater still I love them in a crazy way
Some say they sold yah and no they couldn't even work on Labor day

It ain't that they black or white, their hands in areas the shades of grey
I'm west side anyway, even if I left today and stayed away
Some move away to make a way, not move away 'cause they afraid
I brought back to the hood and all you ever did was take away

I pray for patience but they make me want to melt their face away
Like I once made them spray, now I could make 'em put the K's away
Been thugging all my life, can't say I don't deserve to take a break
You would rather see me catch a case and watch my future fade away

Rihanna:
You're gonna be a shining star,
With fancy clothes, fancy car-ars.
And then you'll see,
You're gonna go far.
Cause everyone knows,
Who you are-are.
So live your life, ay ay ay.
Instead of chasing that paper.
Just live your life (Oh!),
Ay ay ay.
You got no time for no haters.
Just live your life (Oh!),
Ay ay ay.
No telling where it'll take you.
Just live your life (Oh!),
Ay ay ay.
Cause I'm a paper chaser.
Just living my life.

T.I.:
I'm the opposite of moderate,
Immaculately polished
With the spirit of a hustler
And the swagger of a college kid.
Allergic to the counterfeit,
Impartial to the politics.
ArticulateBut still would grab a nigga
By the collar quick.
Whoever had problems,
They reckonsile
They just holla 'til.If that don't work
And just fails,
Then turn around and follow 'til.
I got love for the game
But ay
I'm not in love with all of it.
I do without the fame
And the rappers nowadays are comedy.
The hootin' and the hollerin',
Back and forth with the argueing.
Where you from, who you know,
What you make
And what kind of car you in.
Seems as though you lost sight
Of what's important
With the positive.
And checks
Until your bank account,
And you're about poverted.
Your values is a disarrayed,
Prioritized are horribly.
Unhappy with the riches
Cause you pis-pone morraly.
Ignoring all prior advice
And fore warning.
And we might be
Full of ourselves
All of a sudden aren't we?

Rihanna:
You're gonna be
A shining star,
With fancy clothes,
And fancy car-ars.
And then you'll see,
You're gonna go far.
Cause everyone knows,
Who you are-are.
So live your life,
Ay ay ay.
Instead of chasing that paper.
Just live your life (Oh!),
Ay ay ay.
You got no time for no haters.
Just live your life (Oh!),
Ay ay ay.
No telling
Where it'll take you.
Just live your life (Oh!),
Ay ay ay.
Cause I'm a paper chaser.
Just living my life (ay),
My life (oh),
My life (ay),
My life (oh)
Just living my life (ay),
My life (oh),
My life (ay),
My life (oh)

So live your life.

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