Lyrics:
know I'm keeping all the credit
Flow in my DNA, so you know my talent I be housing
I take your bitch, like she's Princess Peach, and my name was Bowser
the worth
Of luxury housing deep in the earth.
The wealthy viewed mansions carved out of stone
Down in the dark, in the dark.. Subterranean zone.
Down in
create crews one thousand, two thousand
Fuck it, bring the whole central housing
Take a trip to free
Brothers from penitentiares
Judges steady handing out
Exercise your blindfold
Make it so my eyes don't
See outside my time zone
Get experimental
Not too existential
Show them your potential
the middle of a war zone
And when the bees are dead, you shark attack, when all is left but the gold on your neck
Step back cause I'm taking a stance to the no
Nothing is a much better incentive than
We all love to lie and bide time to die
And try like we might, we never get out alive
It’s nighttime and I could
was not in the field, I won't put their name in a song
I been in the zone
Calling my niggas from jail, just praying they pick up the phone
Tried
I grew up in housing trucks
Felt like Summer when all the kids were out
Not old enough to light up yet
Still did behind the house
Girl I fell too
the housing, crowdin' kids
That's pounding playgrounds and courts
Where small missiles went through
So often a sport on the wrong course trailing the horse
Raps
To give away enough that most don't recognise the scam
Take from the poor to feed the rich tax breaks and incentives
Praised by the press, the same each
tax credit incentives invent a gadget that will benefit the planet be like a
Profit remembered even after the casket investment resentment professional
On my grind, On my grind
I cannot fall in line
I cannot borderline
I cannot go inside
Vacant housing i'm abandoned all alone
Pacing pacing back and forth
came up from Section 8 and public housing
I ain't ever doubting a young nigga about to blow
About these next steps I'm stressing about where to go
Cut
to zone out wit' me, man
(Its a'ight, don't be scared)
Take y'all niggas left and center
(zone out wit') bullshit
I hear the people talk (I hear y'all)
And my soul is solid (solid)
And my heart bipolar ('polar)
And I done flown in my zone like drones over the housing
Cut from a special cloth, reap what
There must have been about a thousand pounds
Of housing found
Drowning in the flood
The sound of trusted men are counting down the hour frowns
force-fed
Something’s gotta be done, no crumbs, we want the bread
FDR made a new deal, we hit an apex
The crisis made government housing projects
(Chorus)
10 on them cold blocks
And what you think we moved for
To see kids get killed in the school zone?
To see crack get sold, bodies turned cold
What you
suckin' on dick
Pull up my pants
And grab my glock
And I'm Gon'
And I'm Gon'
And I'm Gon'
She calling' my phone
I'm in my zone
What do you want
Lemme' alone
government built housing
Not Noah's ark god doesn't love us we're still drowning
We never rid in the bruddas that killed Malcom
Fuck it our leaders are masons
You counted me out you must've miscounted
I'm sitting on top of a mountain
My niggas be working y'all on public housing
That's what you get when you
properties are cashflow positive
Employees in different time zones
Equity performance, capital flows
After a summer thunderstorm
The sun came out and the water
Zone
With all that wack shit, now you know
You dead wrong, one thousand lashes
Detonate that, pussy Massengil rap cleanse that
The kids rank, snatch
Still dwellin' in the hell and find the time to make a home
The few who escape will try to find a safer zone
I ain't waitin for Obama, never doubted
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