Ady Suleiman - Sad Story (Refix) Lyrics




Sad story, might find it boring
Lost his mum to a drug named heroin
Father's gone, so grandma's left with everything
Two grandkids and a daughter's coffin
I never really knew him when he was growin' up
But I assumed that it was a little fucked
No parents for him to look up to
Just a brother whom I know was a dodgy fuck

Later on, second school and
You would probably call us friends, but
A more appropriate word is a social acquaintance
'Cause if I'm honest I never really gave a shit

I used to think he was a dick
He tried to hard to fit
And never grew out of it

Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
He's probably givin' up, givin' up
I think he's had enough, had enough
'Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck

Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
He's probably givin' up, givin' up
I think he's had enough, had enough
'Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck

Never left his hometown
That's what probably did it
Never saw the other worlds
So he didn't want to go and get it
Occupied by fitting in where minds
Are small west, small things
Make these small kings feel so tall

Will he ever change?
Well apparently
He reapplied for college and was waiting for his grades
Would that help his case?
Oh, I couldn't ever say

Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
He's probably given up, given up
I think he's had enough, had enough
'Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck

Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
He's probably given up, given up
I think he's had enough, had enough
'Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck

But wait my light's out, a night out
Brothers in town, some doubt, a few fights now
Now kicked out clubs, shit the sun's up
One look's all it took for his girl to cuss at another

Dudes being dudes
They blow at the chest to impress these breasts
That'd just started this mess
They must protect the damsel in distress
So other girl's man decides to clench his fists

And then he threw and missed
Brother's hit, as did his
Dropped him quick, then one kick to the head
Oh shit, other man is dead

Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
He's probably given up, given up
I think he's had enough, had enough
'Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck

Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
He's probably given up, given up
I think he's had enough, had enough
'Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck

And now he's locked away
Twenty-one years of age
How many lives must go to waste?
As far as graves
Until I see some fucking change
And I don't even know how
We continue to
Fight one another now

Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
He's probably given up, given up
I think he's had enough, had enough
'Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck

Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
He's probably given up, given up
I think he's had enough, had enough
'Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck

Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
He's probably given up, given up
I think he's had enough, had enough
'Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck

Life is so precious, well
Sometimes I forget, but hell
When I see death





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Ady Suleiman Sad Story (Refix) Comments
  1. no oh no

    Ady you are everything

  2. Akhil Kandpal

    Damm mann this song is magic!!!

  3. Eugenia Montiel

    Why aren't you getting enough credit for this?

  4. y__y__4 .4

    احبك

  5. RAP TWIN

    I love this song men

  6. Just Here

    Why isn't this getting big?

    Miranda Fox

    Same, this guy is a great artist

  7. Ernest Vandewalle

    Love this!

  8. Yulita Nadzifa

    A sad story, might find it boring
    Lost his Mum to a drug named heroin
    Father's gone, so Grandma's left with everything
    Two grandkids and a daughter's coffin
    I never really knew him when he was growing up
    But I assumed that it was a little fucked;
    No parents for him to look up too
    Just a brother whom I knew was a dodgy fuck
    Later on, second school and
    You will probably call us friends
    But a more appropriate word is a social acquaintance
    Cause if I'm honest, I never really gave a shit

    [Bridge]
    I used to think he was a dick
    Tried too hard to fit
    And never grow out of it

    [Chorus]
    Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
    He's probably given up, given up
    I think he's had enough, had enough
    Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck

    [Verse 2]
    Never left his home town
    That's what probably did it
    Never saw the other worlds
    That he didn't want to go and get it
    Occupied by fitting in where minds
    A small west, small things
    Make the small things feel so tall
    Will he ever change?
    Well apparently
    He reapplied for college and was waiting for his grades
    It wouldn't help his case
    Oh, I could never ever say

    [Chorus]
    Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
    He's probably given up, given up
    I think he's had enough, had enough
    Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
    Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
    He's probably given up, given up
    I think he's had enough, had enough
    Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck

    But wait my life's out, a night out
    Brothers in town, some doubt
    A few fights, now kicked out clubs, shit the suns up
    One looks all it took for his girl to cuss at another
    Dudes being dudes
    They blow at the chest to impress these breasts
    That'd just started this mess
    They must protect the damsel in distress
    So other girls man decides to clench his fists
    And then he threw and missed

    [Bridge]
    Brothers hit, as did his
    Dropped him quick, then one kick to the head
    Oh shit other man is dead
    [Chorus]
    Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
    He's probably given up, given up
    I think he's had enough, had enough
    Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
    Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
    He's probably given up, given up
    I think he's had enough, had enough
    Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck

    [Verse 3]
    And now he's locked away
    21 years of age
    How many lives will go to waste?
    As far as graves
    Until I see some fucking change
    Oh, and I don't even know how
    We can change it too!
    I want another life

    [Chorus]
    Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
    He's probably given up, given up
    I think he's had enough, had enough
    Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
    Now he don't talk too much, talk too much
    He's probably given up, given up
    I think he's had enough, had enough
    Cause he ran out of luck, out of luck
    [Outro]
    Life is so precious well
    Sometimes I forget, but hell
    When I see death

  9. Coolman_man 1234

    This is lowkey one of my favorite songs, the flow is perfect.