Lyrics:
don't talk about anymore
Remember when your sister was young
She wore a ring in her tongue
Got shown the door by your mum
And now she has a 5 year old
This is my first track I had to get done
For my sister and my family, we gotta be strong
It's so unreal, I still can't believe this
My heart is open
the middle man is lame
Cam'Ron killed the game rocking all that pink
Slipknot said people equals shit so fuck what others think
I can by Nas every child should
of love for OBC
Hands up, no funds but got a dream (yeah)
Hands up, pass the stacks we family
Hands up, stack up and move to Miami
Hands up (freeze), they
I asked her, her name
She said it was Jane
Oh, how I thought that's a beautiful name
What brings you here to sit by the sea
Someone is painting
to get by the dope dealing, fatal killings
In fair times so writing rhymes
It ain't just the police
We kill each other just lost another brother
Fast
She said her name was a hand me down name
From the side of her family that long ago came
Over here on a boat from somewhere in Spain
Sounded to me
you think she's thinking?
If you fertilize the pink one sinking your linking
Nothing but the jinx now I gotta write her off like an ink pen
If she
portrait, drew his lines in sand.
He shaped the clay with his stream of thought.
Embellished my garden with marble art.
Garden's colored by the palette
the camera
Portraits hung up
Change my family
Where I come from
Bars only a coping mechanism
Hard to deal with and get over shit as children
Now I’m tryna make
comfortably live inside their house
Possibly with offspring and a spouse
If they sat for family portrait
You could not exaggerate how still
They all sat while
tested
Boy I used to hate myself and hate my blessing
Don't be tryna get close to me if you not invested
I got family on my shoulders and it got me
Summerstrand days when I lived by the ocean
Drinking and smoking just duck the commotion
A little too much now her feels in the open
Can't do no
Due to loops im losing count of all the delicate days
I'm so tired of living constrained by etiquette's ways
Try to grow, been in chains by my pessimist
I suppose that your knowledge of the situation of my brethren
Is too extensive to need a recital here
Neither shall I presume to prescribe methods by
intersections
Limo tinted windows to block poverty's image
Its a portrait in the style of surrealism
Melting clocks on steeples supplying a different needle
One
the phone for my parents to call
Staring at our family portrait hanging on the wall
My daddy says no T.V. if I stay up too late
Too bad he aint here
by terrible images about war pain blood and innocent people destroyed by human violence it's the new dark age's portrait
The world and human reality
was hard bein' black
Welfare checks and government cheese
Take your family in portrait, everybody smile say cheese
And it's a wonder how I kept my
portrait
Stayed
Stagnant for years
Stuck in muck and the mire
I faced my inner demons
Consequences that dire
Used to get picked on and bullied
By this name
of forget me not
Broken violin strings being played in the closet
Who made you feel ashamed for singing along with spring?
The family portraits are turning
on me, on this cold ass surface
The pain of suffering in this cold, dirty motherfucking world
So I suffer to get my family diamonds and pearls
I'm still
9 to 5 pain
To buy a place with you
Cyan and gold frames
Outlining family portraits
I'll bring enough home to buy you Two porches, new Porsches
A family wedding, a sushi bar
Sand in the Seychelles, karaoke star
Lads on the razzle get lost in love
Paddington station, rain clouds above
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