Author Topic: Y'ALL READ, AND EVALUATE! (Read 228 times)

TheSheriff · « **on:** September 29, 2001, 08:30:25 AM »

Skull Thuggery

(Verse 1)
Now I’ma bout to tell you about the way it is,
In my square five blocks, about the way shit is,
And about how life fits, and how my biz is my biz,
Now, your question one, how do I survive?
By keeping closely strapped, avoiding they eyes,
It’s a hard subject to talk on, but better than lies
Cause bitch crews is walking, eating French fries,
Now, if you was here, what would you do?
Run and shit, and call out your crew?
In my life, gotta live life without,
Cause take the time out, and they blasting you through!

(Interlude)
Motherfucker, all this shit is, is skullthuggery, all it plain is…You know? How, when one motherfucker dies, another blasts back for him, how one motherfucker lies, another blasts back AT him…

(Verse 2)
So, yo, onto the second inquiry, what happens when, or if they fire me?
I take it like a man, I don’t respond,
Cause I ain’t a bitch, so don’t go getting me wrong,
Life might be hard, but ain’t worth busting for nothing,
Life can be good, so, kid, let me tell you something,
You can be hard as you like, you still ain’t gonna be no shit,
Unless, when you do that, you really mean it!
Only bust at your enemies, so-called, when, and only when,
They saying you’re shawled!
And don’t claim to be a bitch ripper, in no part of life,
Unless you act it, otherwise you a tripper, and just causing more strife,
Life ain’t so bad unless you make it so,
Even if you was born to a down-ass ho,
Y’all can make it good, just try a little more,
See life as a gift, not as a chore!
But, if it does get fucked up like this,
Ya gotta show motherfuckers the way it is,
So, if it really is all bad, blast back my little homie,
And make they moms sad!

(Interlude)
Yeah, still skullthuggery, but in it’s rightful measure…No killing your enemy’s lil brother, you got it? Cause that’s a bitch move, keep it man on man, rippa on rippa, or trippa on trippa, haha, and just keep shit straight…

(Verse 3)
Now, to answer your final question bout the baby’s momma,
If you were there and then, I say boy, don’t be a bummer,
The kid need your help, you see what I’m saying?
Gotta love it, even if you was just playing,
Don’t let it grow up to have life like you did,
Make sure the boy grows up to be a true kid,
Have his childhood, and so much more,
Don’t let him get rotten, down to his core,
We all need a little help to straighten our paths,
It’s plain logic, no need for advanced maths,
We all humans in this world today,
So, when you wanna lecture him, say what you say, and don’t be afraid,
Cause life’s a chore when you getting laid,
And then you find out, her pussy got played,
So help out the child, don’t make him go wild,
Keep shit straight, keep him meek and mild…

(Outro)
You know how this shit’s rolling off, you gonna rewind the track to listen again, cause first time, you couldn’t accept it’s truth… Life’s a struggle, no doubt, but get through homie, cause we all get through one way or another…

Y'all evaluate...It's on the album I'm releasing thru Crescent City Records...It's a proper song, not a keystyle.