"Pride / Lackin' Vocals" lyrics
[Pride]
Cause When I die
And my life flash before my eye
By all means
I wanna be proud of the scenes
Cause When I die
And my life flash before my eye
By all means
I wanna be proud of the scenes
I fault my parents for bringing me here without being prepared
A cold welcome unfurled into a world of violence, despair
As soon as my balance was there I was trying to fend
From the teeth of the beast cause the street's the lion's den
Cause in a town of poverty, that 4 pound's sovereignty
Pardon me, but my stance raw cause my fans poor
And what my hands draw ain't made for the dance floor
We starve cause we can't score, had nothing but toast and hopes
So now when I get the rock, I'm chuckin' coast to coast
Here's a dose of what's lacking in your vocals
Y'all aiming to please the world, I'm on track to what's local
[Lackin' Vocals]
Here's a dose of what's lacking in your vocals
Y'all aiming to please the world, I'm on track to what's local
Here's a dose of what's lacking in your vocals
Y'all aiming to please the world, I'm on track to what's local
All I need to prepare a script
Bassline snare and kick
How I used to hug the block
Bear grip snub or Glock
Spare clip cut the rock
We'll flip real quick got the gutter lock
Tied with a double knot
Cause my steel kick, ride with us huddle flock
Take pride in my rugged bop
When it fell dip, provide cover fire if my brother drop
Send another shot
Make sure the slug is hot
As response to you if you responsible I launch a few at your crew
Then I'm stompin thru
Never stop cause I spray and wet
Till I'm dry clickin they try dippin but I position the bayonet
It's the only way to rep
My man first day dead was the first day he slept
Ask my niggas if they want beef, they accept
We march together in war, we stay in step
After every move, we saying check
Who's in the house, listen for that BK-BX effect
Better than the pawnshop, I give at least a G a tech
Swoop through the hood in a cockpit, cops flip, we eject
Each phrase uttered, cause every phase of the gutter I be adept
I stay crevices cause that pays imperative
To erase my gray heritage
Good food, best taste beverages
Till the streets is covered with my A-
I gotta take, cause niggas never give
Soon as I'm rich, I help my relatives
My old girl cut me off, now I gotta better wiz
Buy a big house, have a bout seven kids
Even the days my dress code ain't gutter, my presence is
Want it made known on my gravestone, truest nigga to ever live
By way of bullets and cuffs, niggas fell from glory in my territory
When my daughter point at my scars, I can tell her stories
Of blood and suffering
And what got me here
To my rocking chair
Have her all shocked in fear
Cause she knew I wasn't frontin'
Cause I say it like it wasn't nothin'
Here's a dose of what's lacking in your vocals
Y'all aiming to please the world, I'm on track to what's local
Here's a dose of what's lacking in your vocals
Y'all aiming to please the world, I'm on track to what's local
Cause When I die
And my life flash before my eye
By all means
I wanna be proud of the scenes
Cause When I die
And my life flash before my eye
By all means
I wanna be proud of the scenes
I fault my parents for bringing me here without being prepared
A cold welcome unfurled into a world of violence, despair
As soon as my balance was there I was trying to fend
From the teeth of the beast cause the street's the lion's den
Cause in a town of poverty, that 4 pound's sovereignty
Pardon me, but my stance raw cause my fans poor
And what my hands draw ain't made for the dance floor
We starve cause we can't score, had nothing but toast and hopes
So now when I get the rock, I'm chuckin' coast to coast
Here's a dose of what's lacking in your vocals
Y'all aiming to please the world, I'm on track to what's local
[Lackin' Vocals]
Here's a dose of what's lacking in your vocals
Y'all aiming to please the world, I'm on track to what's local
Here's a dose of what's lacking in your vocals
Y'all aiming to please the world, I'm on track to what's local
All I need to prepare a script
Bassline snare and kick
How I used to hug the block
Bear grip snub or Glock
Spare clip cut the rock
We'll flip real quick got the gutter lock
Tied with a double knot
Cause my steel kick, ride with us huddle flock
Take pride in my rugged bop
When it fell dip, provide cover fire if my brother drop
Send another shot
Make sure the slug is hot
As response to you if you responsible I launch a few at your crew
Then I'm stompin thru
Never stop cause I spray and wet
Till I'm dry clickin they try dippin but I position the bayonet
It's the only way to rep
My man first day dead was the first day he slept
Ask my niggas if they want beef, they accept
We march together in war, we stay in step
After every move, we saying check
Who's in the house, listen for that BK-BX effect
Better than the pawnshop, I give at least a G a tech
Swoop through the hood in a cockpit, cops flip, we eject
Each phrase uttered, cause every phase of the gutter I be adept
I stay crevices cause that pays imperative
To erase my gray heritage
Good food, best taste beverages
Till the streets is covered with my A-
I gotta take, cause niggas never give
Soon as I'm rich, I help my relatives
My old girl cut me off, now I gotta better wiz
Buy a big house, have a bout seven kids
Even the days my dress code ain't gutter, my presence is
Want it made known on my gravestone, truest nigga to ever live
By way of bullets and cuffs, niggas fell from glory in my territory
When my daughter point at my scars, I can tell her stories
Of blood and suffering
And what got me here
To my rocking chair
Have her all shocked in fear
Cause she knew I wasn't frontin'
Cause I say it like it wasn't nothin'
Here's a dose of what's lacking in your vocals
Y'all aiming to please the world, I'm on track to what's local
Here's a dose of what's lacking in your vocals
Y'all aiming to please the world, I'm on track to what's local
