N. Talekt's mixtape, So Cold, released on February 3, 2009. N. Talekt of Established Dons puts out latest effort featuring Diamond, Keep Dreaming, and Gave My
(Produced by Vybe Beatz)
(f/DK of Velvet)
(Produced by Vybe Beatz)
(Bonus)
Lyrics
[verse 1]
you ask me how i'm doin, if im breathin then i cant complain
its difficult to get a leg up when you got a ankle sprain
tryin' keep my head up, i got the joy of a rainy day
they question why i stopped expressin myself over 808's
maybe it's the depression, or maybe the one who left him
or maybe the ones in heaven, or maybe the ones thats still here
that instill fear, the ones in the coma or the wheelchair
or the one whose condition is still unclear...
or the one that's lucky that they behind bars
cuz if my loved ones found 'em, he would be behind stars
or the one who likes sleepin when he drives cars
my momma hates the sound of tires screechin cuz her mind scarred
often in my haunted visions, picture satan sayin
"take a breath, you gon pay for that, that's the cost of livin"
the last thing i'm worried 'bout is rap competition
to me, that's nonexistant like truth among politicians
[verse 2]
face to face with a coffin that holds a great man
the rain startin to pour harder but i dont give a damn
black suit, red tie ... alone i stand
in a circle with my family, holdin' hands
lookin in my brothers eyes, he can see i'm bothered
i'm tryina be strong for him but i'm worried about my father
i heard the consolation u offered but couldn't listen
30 minutes later, a phone calls brings repetition, then i'm
face to face with a coffin that holds a great man
the rain startin to pour harder but i dont give a damn
black suit, blue tie ... alone i stand
in a circle with my family, holdin' hands
with you under trees i'm tryina console ya daughters
i'm tryina controls emotions, hopin death don't come in threes
the last thing i'm worried 'bout is dirt upon my name
ain't gotta bow to the don, a curtsy's just the same
[verse 3]
with every year's passin, i grow more weary
seein' time fly by, i hold it more dearly
and when u shine bright ya flaws show more clearly
that explain's my luster, cuz i disguise nothin
... i got a lotta foes, i'll crush 'em
they supply tears, i'll supply buckets, let 'em kick it
... let they loved ones supply pickets
when the lord comes i'm man enough to tell 'em i did it
... sometimes i dont know how i offend 'em ..
maybe cuz they scared of heights and i'm just tryina lift 'em
they want my white tee red, like essay revisions
cuz my cash like the grass on the other side of fences
... i got laurels, but those i never rest upon
i carry on strong 'til every single breath is gone
the last thing i'm worried 'bout is impressin' y'all
true kings don't demand repect, you respect the don...
