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Peak #12,676
Peak in subgenre #8,053
Author
Beat: Kid Kutz\Vocals and lyrics Asyk Saga
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June 19, 2002
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MP3 3.3 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
This joint reflects my thoughts and views during different points in my life (in retrospect).
Lyrics
On our individual patterns and travels throughout existence,
there comes the need for a time and a place of menteal revisitng,
the old times the good ol days, summertime in the ghetto as sure as the sun’s rays there’s gunplay
and watching ya son play is the one and only that makes it all worth while
if ther’s love form a above it’s in the form of a ghetto child.
And that’s a reason to smile and go that extra mile,
and keep holding it down and flow with fresher styles
miles and miles I can stroll memory lane reliving pain and joy that was destiny to a little boy
born under a cancerous sun, sworn to uphold the fam’s trust and of disrespect just take none
and when that blessed day comes that the battle is won and with all these lies and this bullshit I’m finally done then I can just blaze fully amazed sit and think about the life I’ve made
HOOK:
to my gods behind bars, work hard learn the word and the wrath and just keep on striving
single moms working 2 jobs, I now you got the world on ya back ma, just keep on rising
to the five per centers think that the youth are slippin outta they reach. Just keep on trying
if you feelin what I speak, regardless if you booshy or street just keep on vibing
With some, love and a pound is how I’m greetin my peeps,
we brothers in arms and that’s a bond that goes increasingly deep
throw swords and did by the creed, for Allah we bleed bringing
war on these whores and thieves. Until the last of this warriors breed
we stand fast to the course we believe and half mast be the flag when we mourn the deceased
Reliving pan as we spark the leaf, we see the slain in our sleep
Twisted frames in a heap it’s hard to talk peace.
From the heart we speak, cuz we’re conscious of time and life is short you gotta speak your mind
And seek within yourself for true virtue, sometime the truth hurts but he who lies o himself will get it ten times worse in the end
It hurts within to be immersed in this sin, catch me reverting to the pad and the pen to subvert the madness
Turn all of this pain to gladness, still regarded in the game as average
Hook
A coward suffers a million deaths, but a real man only one,
That’s why I do things that bad for my health, and live by the gun
My old earth’s light was eclipsed by a setting son, so it was more nights I spent hugging the block than 1
luggin the glock wit one in the chamber funneling anger to a boiling void of pain to be unleashed on a total stranger
and all ya chains and duckets won’t save ya when I’m aiming to gut ya frame and blow ya flaming mind out the back of ya fuckin cranium.
My mental gradient is above any standard radius I’m in love with the trade, got the blood of a thug I don’t even hug running through my veins
I can’t just shrug and go along with my day, got a hard way to pave, and god may not save my soul later but I gotta eat for today, the heat’ll spray if you bullshittin now
I’ll leave ya brain leakin from a full clip in your mouth
I when it’s wolves on the prowl and they haulin me down, I’ll hold my head go down swinging and blow all of the rounds
Hook
Keep on striving, keep on rising, keep makin it live, keep diggin, keep creating a vibe
Keep it strong, keep on, keep keeping on, keep armed, keep knowledge, keep ya word as bond
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