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Growing Up (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

"I’m a little mannish motherfucker
I take after my older brother
Started off selling marijuana, but now I’m selling yola.."

[E-40]
Here take a swig of this bourbon
Hit that, hit that baby
Aight dude.. ay who who’s foolin right there? (Who dat?)
Aight nigga ay get down nigga .. {*gunfire starts going off*}
AY NIGGA GET DOWN NIGGA! Ay nigga GET DOWN NIGGA (Shit!)

Wuh, we about
seventy-five extra mail mannish hard-headed hoodlum-ass niggaz
On the dopetrack workin overtime full of fuckin ‘D’ (D!)
Runnin through somewhere in the neighborhood
of about seven-hundred thousand in illegal narcotics
generatin through mah street, a week
Why motherfuckers gotta ask me how I’m doin if I’m alright?
When a motherfucker’s starvin and strugglin
even on my hip pretty much needlin and jugglin
there STILL ain’t gonna never be enough lovin!
I’m tired of rippin and runnin, dodgin and duckin bullets
I KNOW MY TIME IS COMIN – death is on me bad
The walls is closin in, I wish I had a dad
but left when I was ten, so moms is all I had
And she was there for me until I ran away from the pad
And now she disowned me and she don’t claim me
Reverend wouldja put some blessin oil on my head
before I end up dead, gall bladder full of lead – scared
I guess a hard-head make a soft-ass (??)
I ain’t gon’ last if I keep fuckin with this fast life

Chorus: E-40 and Lil’ E (repeat 2X)

He would grow up to be nothin but a hoodlum
or either in jail, or someone would shoot him, UH
(He would grow up to be nuttin but a hoodlum
or either in jail, or someone would shoot him)

[E-40]
Ah, I page my ties even though the money’s filthy
Don’t wanna go to church, because I feel guilty
Nope – I DON’T WANNA DIE – cause when the preacher preach the gospel
I BE READY TO CRY – up in the Church of Pentecostal
I don’t think I’ma make it to see twenty-five
til I wash my hands and come clean
Shit I’ll be hella happy if I can just live to see sixteen
No life to give for that nastiness
as a rebellious disobedient-ass problem child
He’s easily influenced – hangin around the wrong crowd
I’m willin to do almost anything,
whatever it takes to make my allowance
I’m on prescription medication, chemically off-balance
Got me snatchin up (??), pickin up hits
Pick-pickin indo’s (do’s), and pullin licks

Chorus

[Lil’ E]
But daddy? (Yes son) Tie my shoes (okay) lace me up (uh)
Hook me up, like a tow-track maaaaan (aight)
Ear-hustlin, make like a pampered suck-up game-a-saur (what?)
When it comes to this thang man I’m conniseur (conniseur)
I read through the punk registry in the Robb Report (what?)
I come off like dat
Grew up around slick talkers (ah)
A pa-a poppin con artists (what?)
Go straight to the (??) and get a bad leather jacket
(??) (??) bankrupt!

[E-40]
Boy you..
Like you when I was younger
but I got my life together and I bettered myself as I got older
Na-uh now I entertain (entertain) a sss-uh, a-smeb rover (a smeb rover)
Street smarts with a degree and a diploma

Chorus 2X

[E-40]
Ah give it to me, uhh..
Uhh..
Uhh..
Come on, uhh..
Give it to me, uhh..

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Growing Up (Letra)

Haystak

Haystak

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Ma cried like a lady
Pa cried like a man
1963 – one less kennedy
And i was too young to understand
And the years flew by in colours
Each one a little faster than before
And as the war caused some to cry
I’d identify
My tv keeping score
Growing up – in the shadow of the u.s.a.
Trying to find – the meaning of life today
America – it’s a heavy kind of role you
Play
You’re the hero – you’re the villain
Your every move is on display

Ma cried like a lady
Pa cried like a man
1963 – one less kennedy
And i was too young to understand
We were all too young to understand

Growing Up (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

i dried my eyes, now i crust them with sleep
ill crust them over
she begged me “dont hate me”
she spun me a story
where winning looks like loosing
and im winning every time
so thread spools sweetie, get ready
until my silk is sold

growing up
growing up
growing up
yeah
ill myself a new
yeah
ill myself a new

ive dried my eyes, now its “rushmore”
im deep with futures like chicago
glenview never meant a thing to me
she never meant a thing to me
except for putting idealists in a body bag
forget it
ill go out tonight to piss on her doorstep
and listen to the misfits “where eagels dare” to swallow whole

up
growing up
growing up

go!

whoa-oh-oh
i guess im my own better half
whoa-oh-oh
i guess im my own better half
whoa, oh
i guess im on my own
yeah, yeah
i guess im on my own
yeah
i guess im on my own
yeah, yeah, yeah
i guess im on my own

Growing Up (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

The little girl she comes running home from school
She’s lost her first public fight
She’s so upset as she wipes away her tears
She can’t concentrate on her homework that night
And finally when she gets her homework right
Her daddy knows that somethings wrong
But decideds to leave the questions utill later on

And later on at the little girls request
That she go to bed early to rest
Like a weeping willow
Into her sleeping pillow she cries

The little girl is growing up
While her whole world it is falling down
I wish this hurting it could stop
But she’s only learning

Her daddy gets up late for work
He’s got a cigerett hanging from the corner of his mouth
He’s late, he’s missed that train again
Oh, total shock
And finally when he gets to work
All his fears deliverd with one blow
The boss says, with a smile
I’m sorry but you’ll have to go

The little girl is growing up
While his whole world it is falling down
I wish this hurting it could stop
But she’s only learning

The little girl is growing up
While her whole world it is falling down
I wish this hurting it could stop
But she’s only learning

(sax solo…..)

The little girl she makes it to school
She meets up with a friend
They both pretend
They want to be the teachers pet again
And finally when she makes it home
She doesn’t know what is wrong or right
Should she tell her mamma
Or should she keep quiet

The little girl is growing up
While her whole world it is falling down
I wish this hurting it could stop
But she’s only learning

The little girl is growing up
While her whole world it is falling down
I wish this hurting it could stop
But she’s only learning

The little girl is growing up
While her whole world it is falling down
I wish this hurting it could stop
But she’s only learning
She’s learning, learning
She’s learning, learning
She’s learning, learning
She’s learning, learning
Growning up
Growing up
Growning up

(into fade..)

Growing Up (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

(orbison–dees)

Your life begins when teardrops start, a broken toy, a broken heart
All of these things are just a part of growing up
From kiddie cars to walking shoes from lullabyes to lonely blues
Somehow you never quite get used to growing up
Yeah yeah you’re growing up, yeah yeah you’re growing up
It’s good to know you’re growing up.

The wheel of fortune takes a spin
Sometimes you lose, sometimes you win
But you must play the game again
Drink another cup,you’re growing up.
Yeah yeah you’re growing up, yeah yeah you’re growing up
It’s good to know you’re growing up.

Heeeeey eeeeey now little one you’re growing up
Heeeeey eeeeey now little one you’re growing up.
To be a man, to be a woman to understand, takes a lot of growing, growing up
You’ll live to learn, you’ll learn to live, you’ll give to love your love to give
And when you’re wise enough you’ll know, you’re growing up.

Growing Up (Letra)

E-40

E-40

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

folded in your fleshy purse
i am floating once again
while the muted sounds are pumping rhythm
all the walls close in on me
pressure’s building wave on wave
‘til the water breaks – and outside i go, oh

one dot, that’s on or off, defines what is and what is not, one dot
two dot, a pair of eyes, a voice, a touch, complete surprise, two dot

growing up, growing up,
looking for a place to live
growing up, growing up
looking for a place to live
growing up, growing up,
looking for a place to live

my ghost likes to travel so far in the unknown
my ghost likes to travel so deep into your space

three dot, a trinity, a way to map the universe,
three dot
four dot, is what will make a square, a bed to build on, it’s all there,
four dot

my ghost likes to travel so far in the unknown
my ghost likes to travel so deep into your space

all the slow clouds pass us by
make the Empire State look high
as you take me in your sea-stained sweetness
it spills, it tingles and it stings
all the pleasure that it brings
‘til the door has let the outside inside here

well on the floor there’s a long wooden table
on the table there’s an open book
on the page there’s a detailed drawing
and on the drawing is the name i took

my ghost likes to travel so far in the unknown
my ghost likes to travel so deep into your space

growing up, growing up,
looking for a place to live
growing up, growing up
looking for a place to live
growing up, growing up,
looking for a place to live
growing up, growing up,
looking for a place to live

my ghost likes to travel
my ghost likes to travel
moving inside of your space
my ghost likes to travel
my ghost likes to travel
moving inside of your space
my ghost likes to travel
moving inside
my ghost likes to travel
moving inside of your space
my ghost likes to travel
moving inside
my ghost likes to travel
moving inside of your space

the breathing stops, i don’t know when
in transition once again
such a struggle getting through these changes
and it all seems so absurd
to be flying like a bird
when i do not feel I’ve really landed here