lirik lagu loaf muzik - 1865
[verse 1]
through the roughest terrain, with the rain and the lightning
i whip on the rain and my stallion, tighten my grip
picked up the wind as we floor it
dip through the forest, my enemies soarin’
behind me, define me and capture me
few minutes shooting and pierce my anatomy
gladly i’m zooming, maneuvering gallantly
firing back, i got you feelin’ agony
bet you they mad at me, bet you they sick
horse moving rapidly, hope we don’t trip
last thing i need from a valiant steed
is to fall to its knees, and that’s over, that’s it
no way, i don’t quit
over my shoulder
one enemy left, and he moving in closer
look at my hip, then i reach for my holster
if i’ma go out, i’ma die as a soldier
die as a warrior, die as a knight
all that i got is my word and my pride
if i’m taken out, well then f-ck it i tried
if i make it out, well then f-ck it i’m live
man this sh-t thrived, glad i survived
bad to the bone with the craziest drive
but i’m stuck in the moment, now he approaching
now that i’m focused, i’m locked and i’m loaded
enemies clashing, bullets they soaring
galloping horses, moon looking gorgeous
to run to the bag and the strain is enormous
i hit him right back, couple shots to an organ
he dropped to the floor, and i’m glorious
seems like the god is victorious
it seems i escaped with my life
i look up above and take off in the night, take off in the night
[chorus]
they locking us up and they calling us criminals
feed education that ain’t working out
k!lling our fathers and leaving our mothers
alone with the weight, trying to figure it out
going on every day, so now we pray, we find a way out, look
going on every day, so now we pray, we find a way out, yo
locking us up and they calling us criminals
feed education that ain’t working out
k!lling our fathers and leaving our mothers
alone with the weight, trying to figure it out
going on every day, so now we pray, we find a way out, look
going on every day, so now we pray, we find a way out, yo
[verse 2]
tribe of the kings
captured by devils but still under pressure, do marvelous things
run up, you weak
still stand strong like an ox though
cops got glocks for the teens
finna be the last of a dying breed
it’s on sight, you can laugh, but you feel the seed
it’s your life at one
little black boy in the projects with the pyrex
sipping hi-tech with the nine tec, d-mn
trying to feed the fam with the grams
little boys parked in an all black van, godd-mn
had a couple bands in his pants
seen the ops from afar, didn’t wanna take a chance, godd-mn
tryna put the city on the map, with the semi or the mac go blat
tryna lose a stack to a couple pigs in the trap
real n-gga day one, that’s a fact
just tryna get paid, tell me what’s a king to a slave?
now he got the beam with the k
put him in the grave
cookin’ for the fiends and the yay
they been knocking on my door all day
tryna get high, me, i’m just tryna get by
oh my, all my n-ggas in the sky
i been in the stuy
you ain’t getting money, you a liar
this year, got the streets on fire
but i deal with the pain, anger and misery
if i get locked, n0body visit me
if i get shot, n0body missing me
it been my history, seen it so vividly
stand on my own, gripping my chrome
always alone with a spliff to the dome
loaf be the set, we the young living prophets
n-gga never thought i would make it out the projects
n-gga i’m gone
[chorus]
they locking us up and they calling us criminals
feed education that ain’t working out
k!lling our fathers and leaving our mothers
alone with the weight, trying to figure it out
going on every day, so now we pray, we find a way out, look
going on every day, so now we pray, we find a way out, yo
locking us up and they calling us criminals
feed education that ain’t working out
k!lling our fathers and leaving our mothers
alone with the weight, trying to figure it out
going on every day, so now we pray, we find a way out, look
going on every day, so now we pray, we find a way out, yo
[outro]
get your hands off me, gravedigger!
godd-mn it! does the whole world gotta stomp on your face?
n-gga, you better get your hands off me!
ain’t no n-ggers around here, you hear me?
oh, i see. so the white man give you a couple of stripes, next thing you hollerin’ and orderin’ everybody around, like you the m-ssa himself! n-gga, you ain’t nothin’ but the white man’s dog! sh-t
and what are you? so full of hate you have to fight everybody because you’ve been whipped and chased by hounds. well, that might not be living, but it sure as h-ll ain’t dying. and dying’s what these white boys been doin’ for going on three years now, dying by the thousands! dying for you, fool! i know, ‘cuz i dug the graves. and all the time i keep askin’ myself, “when, o lord, when gonna be our time?” gonna come a time when we all gonna hafta ante up and kick in like men. like men! you watch who you callin’ n-gga. if there’s any n-ggers round here, it’s you! smart-mouthed, stupid–ss, swamp-runnin’ n-gga. and if you ain’t careful, that’s all you ever gonna be
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