I was 17. I'm 38 now. It's a very significant song for me too, can remember where I was, who was there etc. Best use of piano in a hip hop song I've heard, imo.
This is a big call, and music is very subjective, but in my opinion this is one of the greatest tracks Ive ever heard, the way these guys were capturing the perceptions of the characters in songs like this and stopping all stations and capture the horrific nature of the situation and also each individuals pain from their own lens was masterful and pressure ability to then deliver it in such a powerful way on a great beat.. this is the type of track you would be willing to hold along side anything it would hold its own.
If u haven’t already u need to check out the complete works of Hilltop..bcoz while yr comments on this track are 100% on point..believe me wen I tell u my friend that the subject matter of this track is just one of so so many that they bring their passionate yet relatable skills to.
absolutely mate, feel as if this sound is irreplaceable and unable to be replicated, if you like their new stuff good for you id love to love everything, but i grew up a matter of metres away from these guys, this sound just hits so close to home they couldnt beat it no matter how they moved forward. my only "issue" with the song is the dude literally beats his wife the day before spring and gets released on the first day of spring
pressure has dropped some amazing solos across most of their albums.... Breathe, Stopping All Stations, Walk On, Illusionary Lines, Common Streets, Last Confession
i haven't really kept up with HH for a few years im not a big fan of their stuff lately but holy shit... this song slaps harder then your drunken step-father
Just a mirror of a friend. I said once when we we're playing the 'best track ever' game drunk as f#&k, this is the best track ever. Still stands 2034. Who's to know
I once knew this man who was cursed from birth, destined to stagger through his life just to earn his worth. In one turn of the earth this story takes its place upon the summer shores of nowhere, the place that he makes. His home he returns alone from a long day, having lost his job and soon his house and fiance. The wrong way to turn was the path that he took. He pissed his savings up the wall and on the grass he was hooked. The path that he took, for granted, had messed with his sight, see he missed the finer points such as lessons in life. It was his wed-to-be wife that brought the cool in his heart and by the time the Autumn came, things were falling apart, things were falling apart, things were falling apart, things were falling apart. So nows hes standing in the Doll queue, this girl with the face of an angel sees hes looking down but she has a way to sustain all. It comes in a powdered format and its good for healing scars but healing scars comes at the cost of robbing till's and steeling cars. Feeling far from from obliged he follows her lead, down a beaten path to where the homeless wallow you see, swallows his need for pride he cant hold his thin weight so finds himself in a church to control his intake. Being judged by this father for trying to pave his way, he looks him in the eyes and asks hows your faith these days? ill strive for betterment, he replies in tones with sentiment, but i lost all faith in this god that i once saw heaven sent. He never meant to destroy all the things that he came across. Its the sour taste of defeat on the street, now all aim is lost, the pain the cost, for his mistakes but never even really a sinner ..HUH..Its gonna be a long winter, Its gonna be a long winter, Its gonna be a long winter His frail body shudders as the winter wind passes through him. Thinking of all the people in his past that knew him. The shaft has screwed him. His heart is brewin for knowing what he must do is seek shelter and aid from the love he once knew. One last shot of courage hits him and his eyes are blood red. Inside he sees a man living the life he once led. Forfeits in to the anger and torture within. He decides to pay back mankind for her sins. Jumps in his stolen car, grabs a needle from the glove box, decided that he never really knew what love was. He kicks in the front door to catch them having sex, slams him to the floor and stabs her in the neck. She kicks and she screams so he beats her till shes slack-mouthed not realising what he's done he stands dumbfounded, smacked out. Blacks out. Awakens in a holding cell knowing he cant see hope tommorow is spring... Time for regrowth, Time for regrowth, Time for regrowth So with the first light of spring an officer removes his chains, his mood is pained as he enters the world his vision true again. Takes a step and says in a defiant statement "anything lost can be found again except for time wasted." He's right on chasing on a path to heal himself, kicks the habit before he kills himself and feels his health returning to mentally, physical. His intention. Though a struggle when prevention is visible. Redemption isn't all its cracked up to be he decides as he drinks to smack it up a key. On the brink of life or loss, not knowing what he's holding so before he fucks it up again somebody should have told him. No matter your status factors we're human humble, no matter the foundation all solid things can crumble, no matter the strength or length up to sustain it, it never stays the same thats simply what the seasons change. No matter your status factors we're human humble, no matter the foundation all solid things can crumble, no matter the strength or length up to sustain it, it never stays the same thats simply what the seasons change.
17 when i first heard this. 32 now. still a goddamn classic.
I was 17. I'm 38 now.
It's a very significant song for me too, can remember where I was, who was there etc.
Best use of piano in a hip hop song I've heard, imo.
same bro well im 30 now... same shit XD
This is a big call, and music is very subjective, but in my opinion this is one of the greatest tracks Ive ever heard, the way these guys were capturing the perceptions of the characters in songs like this and stopping all stations and capture the horrific nature of the situation and also each individuals pain from their own lens was masterful and pressure ability to then deliver it in such a powerful way on a great beat.. this is the type of track you would be willing to hold along side anything it would hold its own.
bro, you have nailed it.
I agree man, I consider it to be the most poetic and greatest rap of all time.
If u haven’t already u need to check out the complete works of Hilltop..bcoz while yr comments on this track are 100% on point..believe me wen I tell u my friend that the subject matter of this track is just one of so so many that they bring their passionate yet relatable skills to.
100%
absolutely mate, feel as if this sound is irreplaceable and unable to be replicated, if you like their new stuff good for you id love to love everything, but i grew up a matter of metres away from these guys, this sound just hits so close to home they couldnt beat it no matter how they moved forward. my only "issue" with the song is the dude literally beats his wife the day before spring and gets released on the first day of spring
After all these years, this song still hits hard
this has been on my list of favorites for like a decade
Aaron Gauthier fucken tune
God damn this song is so underated
Yeah and their newer songs are over rated AF
So is underated (cross bred featuring hoodz)
Pressure is a genius
He's good but sugar is better
Suffa
pressure has dropped some amazing solos across most of their albums.... Breathe, Stopping All Stations, Walk On, Illusionary Lines, Common Streets, Last Confession
this still has an impact on my life, i changed, Thank You, So many Thanks!
Heard this for the 1st time when I was 15, been a huge fan ever since
Honestly its so amazing, hilltop hoods should make songs like this again they started getting eh after the hard road restung
Same, haven’t been able to stop listening to them since
This song has been breaking my heart and helping me heal for years now.
By far the most honest words, best work by HTH. Hits home every-time, hope life is well for all. Reminds me of Rudyard Kipling "If"
Uggghh, why isnt this song on spotify
It's such a shame, cause none of their Left Foot, Right Foot album Is on Spotify 😭
I know rite? This track is unknown on Apple Music as well.
i haven't really kept up with HH for a few years im not a big fan of their stuff lately but holy shit... this song slaps harder then your drunken step-father
Still standing the pressure
huge shame how much their style changed when they left obese
it's true, the odd reasonable track but been a decent slide downhill since State Of The Art.
Old classic hilltop
Just a mirror of a friend. I said once when we we're playing the 'best track ever' game drunk as f#&k, this is the best track ever.
Still stands 2034. Who's to know
My song❤
This is a whole new level! Gives me chills ❤
Still here daily!
Ikr
There best song I reckon
I once knew this man who was cursed from birth,
destined to stagger through his life just to earn his worth.
In one turn of the earth this story takes its place
upon the summer shores of nowhere, the place that he makes.
His home he returns alone from a long day,
having lost his job and soon his house and fiance.
The wrong way to turn was the path that he took.
He pissed his savings up the wall and on the grass he was hooked.
The path that he took, for granted, had messed with his sight,
see he missed the finer points such as lessons in life.
It was his wed-to-be wife that brought the cool in his heart
and by the time the Autumn came,
things were falling apart,
things were falling apart,
things were falling apart,
things were falling apart.
So nows hes standing in the Doll queue,
this girl with the face of an angel
sees hes looking down
but she has a way to sustain all.
It comes in a powdered format
and its good for healing scars
but healing scars comes at the cost
of robbing till's and steeling cars.
Feeling far from from obliged
he follows her lead, down a beaten path
to where the homeless wallow you see,
swallows his need for pride he cant hold his thin weight
so finds himself in a church to control his intake.
Being judged by this father for trying to pave his way,
he looks him in the eyes and asks hows your faith these days?
ill strive for betterment, he replies in tones with sentiment,
but i lost all faith in this god that i once saw heaven sent.
He never meant to destroy all the things that he came across.
Its the sour taste of defeat on the street,
now all aim is lost, the pain the cost,
for his mistakes but never even really a sinner
..HUH..Its gonna be a long winter,
Its gonna be a long winter,
Its gonna be a long winter
His frail body shudders as the winter wind passes through him.
Thinking of all the people in his past that knew him.
The shaft has screwed him.
His heart is brewin for knowing what he must do
is seek shelter and aid from the love he once knew.
One last shot of courage hits him and his eyes are blood red.
Inside he sees a man living the life he once led.
Forfeits in to the anger and torture within.
He decides to pay back mankind for her sins.
Jumps in his stolen car, grabs a needle from the glove box,
decided that he never really knew what love was.
He kicks in the front door to catch them having sex,
slams him to the floor and stabs her in the neck.
She kicks and she screams so he beats her till shes slack-mouthed
not realising what he's done he stands dumbfounded, smacked out.
Blacks out. Awakens in a holding cell knowing he cant see hope
tommorow is spring...
Time for regrowth,
Time for regrowth,
Time for regrowth
So with the first light of spring an officer removes his chains,
his mood is pained as he enters the world his vision true again.
Takes a step and says in a defiant statement
"anything lost can be found again except for time wasted."
He's right on chasing on a path to heal himself,
kicks the habit before he kills himself and feels his health
returning to mentally, physical. His intention.
Though a struggle when prevention is visible.
Redemption isn't all its cracked up to be
he decides as he drinks to smack it up a key.
On the brink of life or loss,
not knowing what he's holding so before he fucks it up again
somebody should have told him.
No matter your status factors we're human humble,
no matter the foundation all solid things can crumble,
no matter the strength or length up to sustain it,
it never stays the same thats simply what the seasons change.
No matter your status factors we're human humble,
no matter the foundation all solid things can crumble,
no matter the strength or length up to sustain it,
it never stays the same thats simply what the seasons change.
It’s going to be a long winter...
If you want a similar song then check out Fort Minor - Right Now
RIP bubby...
Big ups to say hip hop
@hilltop go back to your roots..
I liked it and it came up 666
👑🇦🇺
PS oner huh
As the song says the spirit seasons change
The pendulum swings back back for good