CeeLo Green - Die Trying lyrics
[CeeLo Green - Die Trying lyrics]
See there's no way and there's no how
That I could stop now
I'mma die tryin', I'mma die trying
And sometimes I get weak from
Walking the road I'm on
But, I'mma keep on i'mma die tryin'
I'mma die tryin' (M-m-m-m-m-m)
Before we came being southern
Wasn't something to claim
That flag wasn't something to fly
It was something to blame
Smilin' and shuckin' and jivin'
I was so ashamed they did us dirty
Apparently an appropriate name
I wrote about a revolution and
Sung from the soul
Spoke with my spirit and mind
My ambition was blind
Answering the call of God
Like a child obeying
Preaching the very same proverbs they
Killed Martin for saying
But, you can't break the mold
In by holding your breath
Thought if I died for you
That would be an honorable death
So sincere my eyes begin to swell up and tear
And it's clear
My music may not do well up in here
Oh my god being a nigga must
Be a good payin job
With all the fringe benefit's
Ignorance is bliss there is a time and a
Place for everybody's taste
But, I know too much and I owe too much
So here it is, an invitation to an open book
A painful past, my heart is still broken look
I know you don't hate me
Just not assured that anyone appreciate me
See I've been having a hard
Time selling my albums lately
In recent news The Source couldn't find
Any microphones to rate me
Using words like "extreme" and
"alternative" to equate me
Which is true I'm in a box with a
View but you still wanna gate me?
I could be a pretty good thug but
It wouldn't compare to a great me
The final cross to bear, this mine
It's not a cross to share
But isn't it ironic I still went
And bought a cross to wear
That obviously cost to wear
But considerably less than the price
That it costs to care
And I don't have another loss to spare
How dare them say that I can't win
Even though I know talking
Intelligent just ain't in
You most likely to go broke
When you just can't bend
So me and JJ both gon' have to paint then
Listen
People +Still Standing+ in line at the
+World Party+ for some +Soul Food+
To get put back in that old mood
They say we like the new 'Lo
And we respect everything you
Trying to do 'Lo
Do what you do but just do more that you know
It's a catch 22 and I couldn't cry
And I'm under oath with them
Both and I couldn't lie
Custom said that I'm too dope
And I coudln't fly
And you getting rich talkin shit
So why shouldn't I?
I'm just playing but I guess
That couldn't go without saying
I'm just gon ride this evolution until
It stop me where I'm staying
But, I ain't gonna have to lie to ya
To make it sound fly to ya
I keep my feet on the ground
And bring the sky to ya
That I could stop now
I'mma die tryin', I'mma die trying
And sometimes I get weak from
Walking the road I'm on
But, I'mma keep on i'mma die tryin'
I'mma die tryin' (M-m-m-m-m-m)
Before we came being southern
Wasn't something to claim
That flag wasn't something to fly
It was something to blame
Smilin' and shuckin' and jivin'
I was so ashamed they did us dirty
Apparently an appropriate name
I wrote about a revolution and
Sung from the soul
Spoke with my spirit and mind
My ambition was blind
Answering the call of God
Like a child obeying
Preaching the very same proverbs they
Killed Martin for saying
But, you can't break the mold
In by holding your breath
Thought if I died for you
That would be an honorable death
So sincere my eyes begin to swell up and tear
And it's clear
My music may not do well up in here
Oh my god being a nigga must
Be a good payin job
With all the fringe benefit's
Ignorance is bliss there is a time and a
Place for everybody's taste
But, I know too much and I owe too much
So here it is, an invitation to an open book
A painful past, my heart is still broken look
I know you don't hate me
Just not assured that anyone appreciate me
See I've been having a hard
Time selling my albums lately
In recent news The Source couldn't find
Any microphones to rate me
Using words like "extreme" and
"alternative" to equate me
Which is true I'm in a box with a
View but you still wanna gate me?
I could be a pretty good thug but
It wouldn't compare to a great me
The final cross to bear, this mine
It's not a cross to share
But isn't it ironic I still went
And bought a cross to wear
That obviously cost to wear
But considerably less than the price
That it costs to care
And I don't have another loss to spare
How dare them say that I can't win
Even though I know talking
Intelligent just ain't in
You most likely to go broke
When you just can't bend
So me and JJ both gon' have to paint then
Listen
People +Still Standing+ in line at the
+World Party+ for some +Soul Food+
To get put back in that old mood
They say we like the new 'Lo
And we respect everything you
Trying to do 'Lo
Do what you do but just do more that you know
It's a catch 22 and I couldn't cry
And I'm under oath with them
Both and I couldn't lie
Custom said that I'm too dope
And I coudln't fly
And you getting rich talkin shit
So why shouldn't I?
I'm just playing but I guess
That couldn't go without saying
I'm just gon ride this evolution until
It stop me where I'm staying
But, I ain't gonna have to lie to ya
To make it sound fly to ya
I keep my feet on the ground
And bring the sky to ya