"Beat From Hoton" lyrics
(feat. Coast & JC)
[South Park Mexican:]
If the world comes tumblin' down, stay strong
Right down the streets, the house of St. John
I've been tryna stay alive for too long
Next year, you might not hear my new song
Haters got hurt when I bought the new house
Every morning I wake up, run a few miles
Nine milli' killer in my jogging suit
I wonder if I'll even get the time to shoot
Totin' my gat, trigger pokin' my back
Smellin' blueberry sticky when I open my sack
Niggas broke, and they mad, want Los in the bag
They make their own self sick
I never boasted or brag, you jealous fags
Actin' like some hoes on the rag
I was the first man to put elbows on a Jag
Hittin' tellies with two chicks, blaze on the new six
Even fucked around and got my homeboys tooth fixed
Lord, I thank you for trees that grow on
The Earth, and so on, for me to blow on
So I can go on, keep me so strong
Help me wreck another beat from Hoton
Lord, I thank you for trees that grow on
The Earth, and so on, for me to blow on
So I can go on, keep me so strong
Help me wreck another beat from Hoton
[Coast:]
They say the world is in a state of emergency
What can we waitin' for?
Instead of talking politics, maybe we pray more
'Cause maybe it takes more power than manpower
Down goes the towers, up grows a flower in our hearts
And then we all start to come together
And when it seemed better, there's a change in the weather
A change in the structure, a change in our business
'Cause it's hard to be positive when there's water to the ceiling
Sometimes I think maybe life is overrated
But this what God created, so I do appreciate it
And I do remain practicin' a deeper train of thought
Like what we might have gained after everything we lost
So I cross over bridges and visit the other side
Where the caterpillars afraid to turn into butterflies
But evolution is the way of the Earth
So while I have a life to live
I'm livin' it for what it's worth, understand that
[South Park Mexican:]
Lord, I thank you for trees that grow on
The Earth, and so on, for me to blow on
So I can go on, keep me so strong
Help me wreck another beat from Hoton
Lord, I thank you for trees that grow on
The Earth, and so on, for me to blow on
So I can go on, keep me so strong
Help me wreck another beat from Hoton
I bring the trilogy, the world's feelin' me
Boss-man got a special delivery
Its sample is kite, landed from its flight
Tellin' me to get my pen, pick it up and write
He said things happen for many a reason
Keep your head up, and never let 'em see you bleedin'
It'll end soon, all the sadness
This just another story you can tell your grandkids
Keep God first, put His name on a verse
Go to court, and chunk deuces at photographers
You got a lot of youngsters lookin' up to you
Like my nephew, that little nigga lovin' you
I be amazed, he got all your songs memorized
In his heart, hopin' SPM never dies
Guess he trippin', 'cause every time a Mexican
Starts comin' up, something always gets to him
Lord, I thank you for trees that grow on
The Earth, and so on, for me to blow on
So I can go on, keep me so strong
Help me wreck another beat from Hoton
Lord, I thank you for trees that grow on
The Earth, and so on, for me to blow on
So I can go on, keep me so strong
Help me wreck another beat from Hoton
If the world comes tumblin' down, stay strong
Right down the streets, the house of St. John
I've been tryna stay alive for too long
Next year, you might not hear my new song
Haters got hurt when I bought the new house
Every morning I wake up, run a few miles
Nine milli' killer in my jogging suit
I wonder if I'll even get the time to shoot
Totin' my gat, trigger pokin' my back
Smellin' blueberry sticky when I open my sack
Niggas broke, and they mad, want Los in the bag
They make their own self sick
I never boasted or brag, you jealous fags
Actin' like some hoes on the rag
I was the first man to put elbows on a Jag
Hittin' tellies with two chicks, blaze on the new six
Even fucked around and got my homeboys tooth fixed
Lord, I thank you for trees that grow on
The Earth, and so on, for me to blow on
So I can go on, keep me so strong
Help me wreck another beat from Hoton
Lord, I thank you for trees that grow on
The Earth, and so on, for me to blow on
So I can go on, keep me so strong
Help me wreck another beat from Hoton
[Coast:]
They say the world is in a state of emergency
What can we waitin' for?
Instead of talking politics, maybe we pray more
'Cause maybe it takes more power than manpower
Down goes the towers, up grows a flower in our hearts
And then we all start to come together
And when it seemed better, there's a change in the weather
A change in the structure, a change in our business
'Cause it's hard to be positive when there's water to the ceiling
Sometimes I think maybe life is overrated
But this what God created, so I do appreciate it
And I do remain practicin' a deeper train of thought
Like what we might have gained after everything we lost
So I cross over bridges and visit the other side
Where the caterpillars afraid to turn into butterflies
But evolution is the way of the Earth
So while I have a life to live
I'm livin' it for what it's worth, understand that
[South Park Mexican:]
Lord, I thank you for trees that grow on
The Earth, and so on, for me to blow on
So I can go on, keep me so strong
Help me wreck another beat from Hoton
Lord, I thank you for trees that grow on
The Earth, and so on, for me to blow on
So I can go on, keep me so strong
Help me wreck another beat from Hoton
I bring the trilogy, the world's feelin' me
Boss-man got a special delivery
Its sample is kite, landed from its flight
Tellin' me to get my pen, pick it up and write
He said things happen for many a reason
Keep your head up, and never let 'em see you bleedin'
It'll end soon, all the sadness
This just another story you can tell your grandkids
Keep God first, put His name on a verse
Go to court, and chunk deuces at photographers
You got a lot of youngsters lookin' up to you
Like my nephew, that little nigga lovin' you
I be amazed, he got all your songs memorized
In his heart, hopin' SPM never dies
Guess he trippin', 'cause every time a Mexican
Starts comin' up, something always gets to him
Lord, I thank you for trees that grow on
The Earth, and so on, for me to blow on
So I can go on, keep me so strong
Help me wreck another beat from Hoton
Lord, I thank you for trees that grow on
The Earth, and so on, for me to blow on
So I can go on, keep me so strong
Help me wreck another beat from Hoton
