Produced, written, and mixed by myself here at home. Heart & Soul. Part of the "Ode To Home" Series over on the Tube.
lyrics
People, places, and events... I'll take the ladder over all that shit. Where is common sense? I think, i need a lighter more than i need friends. Used to believe balling meant you made it... In the dope game, serving cocaine, Doe Boi demon-stray-yay-tion. By definition... no façade, no lame.
Pushed and climbed my way up to the top. I made it, high enough to see the bottom from the clouds. Cop it, get the soda, stomp it to the ground! Sip and pop a roller, bag it up, ride out! Its all for a dollar. The lights, the gas, the rent... all cost a dollar. never mind probation, classes, re-up... spent!
'Fore i even noticed. 10 years of my time it cost me... one way or another. In my pockets, on my ass... no shaking off the beast.. it bites! Soon as you try... to eat for free or break the rules... the gauntlet swing... no other side in sight. Don't you stop to think, they get ya. catch ya slipping at the light for lack of signaling the wrong turn you made... mane Where you going?! , aint Ya ignorant?!
I done skated on way more than i got caught for. Everybody knows! My folk, my people, street life family...or Lord above would never judge. to them we're outlaws out here. crooks and criminals... for coming up! what up EC, Wreck, and Never, still in the game and coming up! bogus as fvck, the middle over looked to much. Aint nowhere like it though... its where the coldest from.
Its in the mud, the water. air we breathe, earth we burn... Sit as we turn internally... eternal seeds. Catching felonies, good fella's 80s vibe... packs of white and pistols, riding. Toward the bag... i left it all right where i had it, more than i ever had. Almost copped a one way! You take your chances, due to circumstances... gladly took my leave.
Today I live for his tomorrow.
Like it or not, I'm no more than a chip off the block! He smoked it, i pushed it, the rock... and the game got ahold of us both... What up pop! Aint forgot. But its best to let by gones be gone. I'm a man on my own accord. I came up.. YAY! Breaking down o'zones of the... YAY! Set up shop at the kitchen table, bust it open, tare the bench with a nickel.. in front of his face.
Counting money and packs, he's in the backseat... watching the Lorax save the trees... Father Son Self... selling dope, all in hopes... one day! ... the 3 of us will be free! Free from the Dollar... ooooh what fine life it would be! free from the dollar. Farfetched as it seems, we can dream.
What's real anyway?.. Social media, news, and TV claim it's the end of the world today!... Everyday... it's something new to complain about. Things is looking up, but somehow the sky is falling down. Im up! Undelay! what you waiting for?! Pray! To the same one who made slave. It's a lie in his image... a gimmick. They put on show! all it cost is your soul you can play... or wake up today.
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