Bronx Stories
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| Bronx Stories | |
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| Genre | Hip-Hop |
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| Length | 2:48 |
| Year | 1993-1994 |
| Original poster | Da Cream Hunter |
| Search started | January 22, 2019 |
Bronx Stories is an unidentified rap song uploaded to YouTube in 2019 by user Da Cream Hunter. It was produced by DJ Danny Dan The Beatman in 1993 or 1994 and was recorded in the Bronx, New York.
Background[edit | edit source]
On January 22, 2019, the song was first uploaded to YouTube by user Da Cream Hunter, who claimed that it was a demo cassette recorded in the Bronx between 1993 and 1994 and produced by Danny Dan The Beatman.[1]
On February 23, 2024, the song's sample was identified by user AttentottenPotentaten as Happy Ever After by Enoch Light and The Brass Menagerie.[2]
Lyrics[edit | edit source]
| Presumed Lyrics |
| (Intro)
Yo, God damn, another day Yo, anyway (Verse 1) Early one morning I woke up yawning Lost in the daze, a maze of brainstorming Deja vu, a scene from a wet dream The birds, the trees, some beam, and then I heard a scream And then a slap, boom bap Oh yeah I know the flavor I expect domestic violence from my neighbors The same routine what I mean no damn good Sacrifice a beat on his wife to prove his manhood Anyway, another day I say it doesn’t matter Turn on my lights, get hyped, and watch the roaches scatter Running, ducking, jumping so I don’t hit ‘em A disgrace, a waste of time tryna kill ‘em Disgusted, busted, a shower for a nice cleaning It’s out of order don’t know it’s working but the water’s freezing I want to break, scream and yell but who I tell Times are worse, I curse, I’m in a living hell But I continue to dream of things I can’t afford But I’m striving I’m alive so I praise the lord As I lay, I pray for a better day God bless success, I want a taste, so I keep the faith But I’m sick I will admit, at times I wanna quit Just bargain with the thugs, sell drugs and shit Many bore me with the story, yeah, I hear it often I’ll end up in jail or in a black coffin As I'm thinking that he’s sinking in the evil nature Many people, (Verse 2) Yo, let me (kick flavor?) on my position But I’m living in a different prison In condition with a father who never listens To my thoughts, my ideas, it makes me sick Acting strict, and always wanna flip the script Always complaining, I’m straining just to make it, damnit Life’s a jingle when you’re living with a single parent I used to lean on the shoulder of my older brother Then he left and my father bought a stepmother I didn’t like it, I would fight it and cause drama Can't face her taking the place of my real mama She would hawk and talk, the little hypocrite Kiss me, diss me, behind my back and shit We had conflicts, arguments yo I couldn’t hide I got bothered when my father took her side My pride crushed, my ego against people Selfish mentality in reality, my heart is lethal I got into myself for my health, for my sanity But lord, I praise it’s just one of those days (Outro) Yo man, it’s just one of those days, man Yo that’s the way it was, not anymore Yo man it’s just like, yo You got to make it in this world, yo Everything’s just hard, times is hard Y’know, cause that’s the way it is You got to just go all out Yo, the struggle continues man, yo You know, Brown Sugar I know you, you know me Everybody’s in the house The big Shack, Danny Dan, Peace, we out |