X-Mane

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Rap - Hip Hop | Reform, Alabama, United States
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Story Behind the Song

"Beverly Hillz" is a brief autobiography that depicts the ups and downs associated with the journey X has taken through life while maturing not only as an artist, but as a man as well. The detailed account of his story over a Hip-Hop/Rock-N-Roll beat sets a mood which allows the listener to vividly visualize the story as it progresses as if they are there with him! Enjoy...

Lyrics

Beverly Hillz
By X-Mane

(16 sec excerpt from 2nd verse of "The Ballad of Jed Clampett" by Paul Henning)
Hook:
Hillz...Beverly Hillz...
I promised to my people I would never leave them
For Beverly Hillz...Beverly Hillz...
I promised to my people I was never leavin'
For Beverly Hillz...Beverly Hillz...
I promised to my people I would never leave them
For Beverly Hillz...Beverly Hillz...
I promised to my people I was never leavin' (for Beverly Hillz)

Verse 1:

It's been plenty nights the power man
Came to the crib and killed the lights/
Me an' my folkz used
To live like Mennonites//
I grind all day...
I couldn't afford to spend a night/
It took time to make it
This ain't minute rice//
This is real life roun' here we weren't
surrounded by Fisher Price/
just hand me down clothes we the ones you
shook your head at for standin' roun' stores//
We were friends til the end/
Til words started getting twisted
And all dem friends start to end//
Some were grindin' getting it in
Some were tryin' to ship it out/
But umm it's one thing that's consistent
We was goin' different routes//
A couple of 'em went off to prison
Like they never getting' out/
And I'm stuck somewhere in between
I still got tunnel vision now// (WHY)
'Cuz all I ever wanted was
A Benz on sum rims/
And a crib in the hills
So we could live like The Sims//
But through the years
I realized that that ain't who I am/
So I passed up on that offer
'cuz it wasn't my soul to sell// (Goon)


(Repeat Hook Twice)

Verse 2:

I watched days turn to night
Searching for ways to get paid/
Mudear said im head to jail or
To the grave and to hell if I don't pray//
Man my folks was paying bails everyday
'cuz we was in and out of jail everyday/ (Goons)
Ain't have time to waste and ain't
Ain't have time to pray//
I was lost in music ain't
Even have the time of day/
But I had two daughters and
Couldn't find the time to stay//
Or words to find and say that
Daddy love you aye and by the way/
I apologize for all the time I
Wasn't there but umm//
Don't hypothesize and think that's
Time I didn't care for once/
My life had purpose..but
The purpose that I had/
Defeats the purpose ain't perfect
But it's important that you ask why//
'Cuz all I ever wanted was
A Benz on some rims/
And a crib in the hillz
So we could live like The Sims//
But through the years
I turned my back on everything I had/
So I passed up on that offer
'cuz it wasn't my soul to sell// (Goon)

Repeat Hook

Song Length
4:26
Genres
Rap - Hip Hop, Rock - General
Tempo / Feel
Floating
Lead Vocal
Male Vocal
Moods
Relaxed, Charming

Subject Matter
Freedom, Failure

Similar Artists
J. Cole, Kendrick Lamar
Language
English
Era
2000 and later

Lyric Credits Gregory "X-Mane" Thomas
Music Credits Gregory "X-Mane" Thomas
Producer Credits Twan Beatmaker
Publisher Credits TuneCore Publishing
Performance Credits Gregory "X-Mane" Thomas
Label Credits Oskya Music Group