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Brick (feat. Pluma)
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Off the mix EP 'BitterSweet' - This is a story about the consequences of falling in love with the wrong people, places and/or things.
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This is what I live for. This is what I am dying for the love of. Yahweh.
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Genre
Hip-Hop Bass Rap
Charts
Peak #72
Peak in subgenre #3
Author
Mike Boston
Rights
2014 Mic Boston Records
Uploaded
October 01, 2014
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MP3 4.1 MB 160 kbps 3:36
Story behind the song
This is a story about the consequences of falling in love with the wrong people, places and/or things.
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Brick Written by M. Boston Additional Lyrics by J. Presidant Produced by Napsz Napolitano What happens when you fall in love with the wrong things? You so blinded by lust, you can’t see what’s really going on around you. Out her fighting for things that are no good for us. (Year One) I had an old lady who lived in the bricks, Sista was rich. Her sister was thick as a snick! As soon as she picked up a brick, chemo & scripts One of her sisters was sick. So she gets rid of it quick. Gets it and does it again and again it’s a gift. Now that I’m loving her kid, been raising him since he was six And she wanna hurt me with him? Getting’ them chips, Silicone lips and them hips. Kid this is the biz. Trick for a nic then a twix. Get ‘em on ships. Ship it to strips with the itch. “If?” this is the wish? Picked up the pistol and whipped to the sticks. Got her some bricks. Built her a trap with the bodies of all of the innocent kids. And this what she did… Ay baby, I missed you. I missed you a lot. As a matter of fact I missed you so much that I followed you today. Yaaah. So is there anything you want to tell me? We ‘gon dance all night long. We ‘gon ride, during our time it’s on. Living our life, beautiful time no worries in mind. Living my live with you. Living my live with you. And there is nothing that they can do. And there was no one there but you. (Year Two) Can’t believe that I’m admitting this. My mission was beating the box to submission And funding was ringing-in something got into me. Money and power, pretty young thing And her kid now they kin to me She tried to surprise me at home. I’m not to be told where to be, how to roll. Next thing you know I’m with she and a lotta dough. Jesus, we gotta go! See u in the Bahamas bro. She sing to me in the kitchen, suckin’ my dishes. Cooking her fliz quick. And be blowing me kisses Told me she liking it how it’s been going since Christmas. As soon as the Feds hit, Baby, I knew, it wasn’t a regular biz trip. Mysterious witness… I probably should let you go handle your business. How could you do this to us? Feel like I don’t even know you any more. (No!) (Year Three) What’s the meaning of courtship? She in and out court. ‘Course she think she ain’t force it, this is a boss chick. Born at Auburn, now let’s flip it to Boston and my endorsement. In a minute she’ll open your linen and give you the business I witnessed it. At the time I ain’t know she a queenpin. I started loving her ‘fore she found out I cheated, shhhhhhhhh. Just what I need a heck of a reason. Been dealing with all of those evil chicks. You was my precious, I was your Smeagol. A shoutout to all of my legal click. The eye of the eagle, the drier the desert. Hungering, how you gon’ feed off it. Docked on the D-low and cocked with the diesel. Extinction of all of the hero-snitch! TO all my C.V. heads in Upham’s Corner, whattup. My guys in Dorchester, Roxbury, Mattapan, Rozzie, JP. Anywhere up and down the Emerald Necklace. Hyde Park! Copyright © 2014 Mike Boston
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