歌曲 | C'est la vie |
歌手 | WR Project |
歌手 | Landon Wordswell |
专辑 | C'est la vie |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Landon Wordswell/An Ho Sung | |
作词 : Landon Wordswell/An Ho Sung | |
C'est La Vie | |
Hello, Goodbye | |
We come, we leave | |
We born, we die | |
No them no we | |
Just you and I | |
We come, we leave | |
We born, we die | |
I always said I'd never do it for the girls or fame | |
For the glitz or the glamor nor the pearls or chains | |
My homie stayed the homie through the swirls of flames | |
She said, "Boy, don't you stop - you got a world to change" | |
that statement - got me like hold up | |
The belief in them eyes though - it lit my whole soul up | |
This is more than a quota - this is more than the rhetoric | |
Measured with better etiquette - let it get fed the predicate | |
Eating up all the action looking for lost attractions | |
Looking to pause the passion | |
And pushing it off to that one | |
This one | |
Found myself and lost religion | |
Said my peace to the Muslim Hindu and Christians | |
But it hurts most - because I'm hurting my moms | |
If we converse then you find - that's what lurks in my mind | |
But I know deep down she ain't raise me like that | |
And when I go home, she thinks I'm crazy I bet | |
C'mon | |
C'est La Vie | |
Hello, Goodbye | |
We come, we leave | |
We born, we die | |
No them no we | |
Just you and I | |
We come, we leave | |
We born, we die | |
Who would have thought that mad kids were attracted | |
To the awkward fat kid with the glasses | |
I lost a lot of weight & I changed the image | |
But I'm still the same person with the tainted blemish | |
Doing the same **** that got me out my depression | |
Back then it was a hobby - now it's my profession | |
It was hard at first because I hated haters | |
But hip hop saved my life - I'm 'gon repay the favor | |
And I was raised in the state of mind of chasing paper | |
Lacing favors take ya time when the stakes are greater | |
In the home studio slaving and waking neighbors | |
A lifestyle of constant work | |
minimum wage & labor | |
Keep thinking the reason to stop | |
But all you you got is yourself - it's hard to believe in a lot | |
Can't believe in a lie - fighting to even the odds | |
Splicing the peas in the pod | |
Deciphering reasons to try | |
C'est La Vie | |
Hello, Goodbye | |
We come, we leave | |
We born, we die | |
No them no we | |
Just you and I | |
We come, we leave | |
We born, we die | |
These days it's just harder to focus | |
Got a lot on my mind - and it's hard to expose it | |
They keep saying it's all apart of the opus | |
But I've already noticed | |
That's why I've already wrote it | |
It's hard to come home after all the people you touch | |
But it's also hard to stay away from people you love | |
But To give 100 percent you gotta take it first | |
That's when you start to envy the people that make it work | |
One man's hell is another man's heaven | |
One man's demons is another man's reverend | |
The way I see it, you got a couple of options | |
You can lie - you can cheat, steal, or hustle your noggin | |
I chose the latter | |
Climbing higher with quotes that matter | |
Abracadabra! they rather call me a social rapper | |
Are we on the same page? I want to know the chapter | |
Don't matter if we flip the script - cuz we know the actors | |
C'est La Vie | |
Hello, Goodbye | |
We come, we leave | |
We born, we die | |
No them no we | |
Just you and I | |
We come, we leave | |
We born, we die |
zuo qu : Landon Wordswell An Ho Sung | |
zuo ci : Landon Wordswell An Ho Sung | |
C' est La Vie | |
Hello, Goodbye | |
We come, we leave | |
We born, we die | |
No them no we | |
Just you and I | |
We come, we leave | |
We born, we die | |
I always said I' d never do it for the girls or fame | |
For the glitz or the glamor nor the pearls or chains | |
My homie stayed the homie through the swirls of flames | |
She said, " Boy, don' t you stop you got a world to change" | |
that statement got me like hold up | |
The belief in them eyes though it lit my whole soul up | |
This is more than a quota this is more than the rhetoric | |
Measured with better etiquette let it get fed the predicate | |
Eating up all the action looking for lost attractions | |
Looking to pause the passion | |
And pushing it off to that one | |
This one | |
Found myself and lost religion | |
Said my peace to the Muslim Hindu and Christians | |
But it hurts most because I' m hurting my moms | |
If we converse then you find that' s what lurks in my mind | |
But I know deep down she ain' t raise me like that | |
And when I go home, she thinks I' m crazy I bet | |
C' mon | |
C' est La Vie | |
Hello, Goodbye | |
We come, we leave | |
We born, we die | |
No them no we | |
Just you and I | |
We come, we leave | |
We born, we die | |
Who would have thought that mad kids were attracted | |
To the awkward fat kid with the glasses | |
I lost a lot of weight I changed the image | |
But I' m still the same person with the tainted blemish | |
Doing the same that got me out my depression | |
Back then it was a hobby now it' s my profession | |
It was hard at first because I hated haters | |
But hip hop saved my life I' m ' gon repay the favor | |
And I was raised in the state of mind of chasing paper | |
Lacing favors take ya time when the stakes are greater | |
In the home studio slaving and waking neighbors | |
A lifestyle of constant work | |
minimum wage labor | |
Keep thinking the reason to stop | |
But all you you got is yourself it' s hard to believe in a lot | |
Can' t believe in a lie fighting to even the odds | |
Splicing the peas in the pod | |
Deciphering reasons to try | |
C' est La Vie | |
Hello, Goodbye | |
We come, we leave | |
We born, we die | |
No them no we | |
Just you and I | |
We come, we leave | |
We born, we die | |
These days it' s just harder to focus | |
Got a lot on my mind and it' s hard to expose it | |
They keep saying it' s all apart of the opus | |
But I' ve already noticed | |
That' s why I' ve already wrote it | |
It' s hard to come home after all the people you touch | |
But it' s also hard to stay away from people you love | |
But To give 100 percent you gotta take it first | |
That' s when you start to envy the people that make it work | |
One man' s hell is another man' s heaven | |
One man' s demons is another man' s reverend | |
The way I see it, you got a couple of options | |
You can lie you can cheat, steal, or hustle your noggin | |
I chose the latter | |
Climbing higher with quotes that matter | |
Abracadabra! they rather call me a social rapper | |
Are we on the same page? I want to know the chapter | |
Don' t matter if we flip the script cuz we know the actors | |
C' est La Vie | |
Hello, Goodbye | |
We come, we leave | |
We born, we die | |
No them no we | |
Just you and I | |
We come, we leave | |
We born, we die |
zuò qǔ : Landon Wordswell An Ho Sung | |
zuò cí : Landon Wordswell An Ho Sung | |
C' est La Vie | |
Hello, Goodbye | |
We come, we leave | |
We born, we die | |
No them no we | |
Just you and I | |
We come, we leave | |
We born, we die | |
I always said I' d never do it for the girls or fame | |
For the glitz or the glamor nor the pearls or chains | |
My homie stayed the homie through the swirls of flames | |
She said, " Boy, don' t you stop you got a world to change" | |
that statement got me like hold up | |
The belief in them eyes though it lit my whole soul up | |
This is more than a quota this is more than the rhetoric | |
Measured with better etiquette let it get fed the predicate | |
Eating up all the action looking for lost attractions | |
Looking to pause the passion | |
And pushing it off to that one | |
This one | |
Found myself and lost religion | |
Said my peace to the Muslim Hindu and Christians | |
But it hurts most because I' m hurting my moms | |
If we converse then you find that' s what lurks in my mind | |
But I know deep down she ain' t raise me like that | |
And when I go home, she thinks I' m crazy I bet | |
C' mon | |
C' est La Vie | |
Hello, Goodbye | |
We come, we leave | |
We born, we die | |
No them no we | |
Just you and I | |
We come, we leave | |
We born, we die | |
Who would have thought that mad kids were attracted | |
To the awkward fat kid with the glasses | |
I lost a lot of weight I changed the image | |
But I' m still the same person with the tainted blemish | |
Doing the same that got me out my depression | |
Back then it was a hobby now it' s my profession | |
It was hard at first because I hated haters | |
But hip hop saved my life I' m ' gon repay the favor | |
And I was raised in the state of mind of chasing paper | |
Lacing favors take ya time when the stakes are greater | |
In the home studio slaving and waking neighbors | |
A lifestyle of constant work | |
minimum wage labor | |
Keep thinking the reason to stop | |
But all you you got is yourself it' s hard to believe in a lot | |
Can' t believe in a lie fighting to even the odds | |
Splicing the peas in the pod | |
Deciphering reasons to try | |
C' est La Vie | |
Hello, Goodbye | |
We come, we leave | |
We born, we die | |
No them no we | |
Just you and I | |
We come, we leave | |
We born, we die | |
These days it' s just harder to focus | |
Got a lot on my mind and it' s hard to expose it | |
They keep saying it' s all apart of the opus | |
But I' ve already noticed | |
That' s why I' ve already wrote it | |
It' s hard to come home after all the people you touch | |
But it' s also hard to stay away from people you love | |
But To give 100 percent you gotta take it first | |
That' s when you start to envy the people that make it work | |
One man' s hell is another man' s heaven | |
One man' s demons is another man' s reverend | |
The way I see it, you got a couple of options | |
You can lie you can cheat, steal, or hustle your noggin | |
I chose the latter | |
Climbing higher with quotes that matter | |
Abracadabra! they rather call me a social rapper | |
Are we on the same page? I want to know the chapter | |
Don' t matter if we flip the script cuz we know the actors | |
C' est La Vie | |
Hello, Goodbye | |
We come, we leave | |
We born, we die | |
No them no we | |
Just you and I | |
We come, we leave | |
We born, we die |