
[Part 1: SISTER]
[Intro: Merlyn Wood]
Drink of the apple pie with it, yeah, yeah, yeah
I don't got no chains in my denim, yeah, yeah, yeah
I don't listen what the blogs tell me, yeah, yeah, yeah
I know n*ggas got their own agenda, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 1: Joba]
I've got [censored] but you would never know
I like to hide them, so much I lose myself
That's why I'm pure to some, a psychopath to others
And grew up in counseling, flipping off my counselors
They gave me mood stabilizers but when I came off 'em, I was violent
Took the drugs that I wanted which didn't help with the voices
They just grew louder and louder
They called the people who'd just chatter and chatter
I juggle all my personalities
[Interlude: Robert Ontenient]
Estoy tan harto y cansado, no puedo seguir haciendo esto
Ojalá pudiera rendirme pero tengo que seguir siendo fuerte para mi familia y mis amigos
[Verse 2: Kevin Abstract]
I find myself gettin' better by the f*ckin' minute
Number one, my momma always had to save the minutes
Got some D's, dropped out, wanted to be Russell Simmons
Gotta keep workin', my head or in a vision
Where the kitchen at? Keep the lyrics written
Raid my cell and dope, askin' for forgiveness
I just ran into somebody sellin' lemonade
Kiss your kids tonight before them b*tches run away
[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
Get your man, get your man all up off me
Think again, want a hundred bands around me
In December, I don't care what they call me
[Verse 3: Kevin Abstract]
This for all my broke n*ggas, this for all them jokes, n*gga
That you n*ggas made when I was still livin' at home, n*gga
Did it on my own, n*gga, grew up and I bossed out
Grew up and I bossed out, grew up and I bossed out
[Verse 4: Matt Champion]
I see you peekin' through bushes
And tryna get secret ingredients from us
I know that you do it 'cause you see us boomin'
Like C4 when you hit that detonator
Lucky-lucky on the elevator
Eat my dust, baby, I'll see ya later
I could always call your bluff
You already said enough
Take a risk, b*tch
Still sittin' on your ass, waitin' for a handout
Giving nothin', put your hands down
"Ooh, yeah, this for the culture!"
"Ooh, yeah, this important!"
f*ck off with that slang sh*t
f*ck off with that networking
Keep ya mouth where the money at
[Bridge: Dom McLennon]
Yellow lights on my dashboard
Red flags in the rearview
I know I'm the one that made you upset
But all I wanna do is see you
You know that lately I don't think straight
But I don't really know what I'm doing now
'Cause everybody got me f*cked up
I'm struggling while on the move now
Yellow lights on my dashboard
Red flags in the rearview
I know I'm the one that made you upset
But all I wanna do is heal you
You know that lately I don't think straight
But lately I don't know what to do now
'Cause everybody got me f*cked up
I'm struggling while on the move now
[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
Get your man, get your man all up off me
Think again, want a hundred bands around me
In December, I don't care what they call me
Get your man, get your man all up off me
Think again, want a hundred bands around me
In December, I don't care what they call me
Get your man, get your man all up off me
Think again, want a hundred bands around me
In December, I don't care what they call me
Get your man, get your man all up off me
Think again, want a hundred bands around me
In December, I don't care what they call me
[Part 2: NATION]
[Intro: Kevin Abstract]
Barely got control of it, must've got a hold of it
Threw me to the ground and left a scar right on my n*gga lips
I look in my closet when I think about the past life
Never good in my wallet, tryna see if I got my cash right
f*ck a flight, they ain't never wanna treat my bag right
f*ck a job, they ain't never treat my mom and dad right
[Verse 1: Ameer Vann]
I hate them quiet suburbs, I hate those picket fences
I hate the separation, first thing they called me "n*gga"
I fight, I got suspended, my teachers saw me hit him
So they ain't listen to me, and from that moment on
I would learn that I was different, I would grow to see the difference
Second guessing my decisions, black bodies come up missing
[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
I feel like all my days are coming to a blend
I feel like all my days are coming to a blend
[Verse 2: Dom McLennon]
I would walk through the halls at my own pace
Every lunch, I would flow, having no place
All the books in my bag 'til my bones ache
Wonder how the world would be if I had no face
If I had no heart, if I had no skin
And I was just thoughts, reminiscing
The things always brushed off
Had my father try to tell me I was just soft
And when I look at the things that I've been through
And the things I survived and at what cost?
All the love in my life that I just lost
All this sh*t persevere to the pole vault
In the eyes of the law, I'm a problem
In the eyes of the blogs, I'm a paycheck
In the eyes of the world, I'm an icon
In the eyes of my own, I ain't start yet
In the eyes of the law, I'm a problem
In the eyes of the blogs, I'm a paycheck
In the eyes of the world, I'm an icon
In the eyes that I own, I ain't start yet, I ain't start yet
[Bridge: Merlyn Wood]
Power, African power!
Power, African power!
Power, African power!
[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
I feel like all my days are coming to a blend
I feel like all my days are coming to a blend
Uh, I feel like all my days are coming to a blend
I feel like all my days are coming to a blend
[Intro: Merlyn Wood]
Drink of the apple pie with it, yeah, yeah, yeah
I don't got no chains in my denim, yeah, yeah, yeah
I don't listen what the blogs tell me, yeah, yeah, yeah
I know n*ggas got their own agenda, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 1: Joba]
I've got [censored] but you would never know
I like to hide them, so much I lose myself
That's why I'm pure to some, a psychopath to others
And grew up in counseling, flipping off my counselors
They gave me mood stabilizers but when I came off 'em, I was violent
Took the drugs that I wanted which didn't help with the voices
They just grew louder and louder
They called the people who'd just chatter and chatter
I juggle all my personalities
[Interlude: Robert Ontenient]
Estoy tan harto y cansado, no puedo seguir haciendo esto
Ojalá pudiera rendirme pero tengo que seguir siendo fuerte para mi familia y mis amigos
[Verse 2: Kevin Abstract]
I find myself gettin' better by the f*ckin' minute
Number one, my momma always had to save the minutes
Got some D's, dropped out, wanted to be Russell Simmons
Gotta keep workin', my head or in a vision
Where the kitchen at? Keep the lyrics written
Raid my cell and dope, askin' for forgiveness
I just ran into somebody sellin' lemonade
Kiss your kids tonight before them b*tches run away
[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
Get your man, get your man all up off me
Think again, want a hundred bands around me
In December, I don't care what they call me
[Verse 3: Kevin Abstract]
This for all my broke n*ggas, this for all them jokes, n*gga
That you n*ggas made when I was still livin' at home, n*gga
Did it on my own, n*gga, grew up and I bossed out
Grew up and I bossed out, grew up and I bossed out
[Verse 4: Matt Champion]
I see you peekin' through bushes
And tryna get secret ingredients from us
I know that you do it 'cause you see us boomin'
Like C4 when you hit that detonator
Lucky-lucky on the elevator
Eat my dust, baby, I'll see ya later
I could always call your bluff
You already said enough
Take a risk, b*tch
Still sittin' on your ass, waitin' for a handout
Giving nothin', put your hands down
"Ooh, yeah, this for the culture!"
"Ooh, yeah, this important!"
f*ck off with that slang sh*t
f*ck off with that networking
Keep ya mouth where the money at
[Bridge: Dom McLennon]
Yellow lights on my dashboard
Red flags in the rearview
I know I'm the one that made you upset
But all I wanna do is see you
You know that lately I don't think straight
But I don't really know what I'm doing now
'Cause everybody got me f*cked up
I'm struggling while on the move now
Yellow lights on my dashboard
Red flags in the rearview
I know I'm the one that made you upset
But all I wanna do is heal you
You know that lately I don't think straight
But lately I don't know what to do now
'Cause everybody got me f*cked up
I'm struggling while on the move now
[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
Get your man, get your man all up off me
Think again, want a hundred bands around me
In December, I don't care what they call me
Get your man, get your man all up off me
Think again, want a hundred bands around me
In December, I don't care what they call me
Get your man, get your man all up off me
Think again, want a hundred bands around me
In December, I don't care what they call me
Get your man, get your man all up off me
Think again, want a hundred bands around me
In December, I don't care what they call me
[Part 2: NATION]
[Intro: Kevin Abstract]
Barely got control of it, must've got a hold of it
Threw me to the ground and left a scar right on my n*gga lips
I look in my closet when I think about the past life
Never good in my wallet, tryna see if I got my cash right
f*ck a flight, they ain't never wanna treat my bag right
f*ck a job, they ain't never treat my mom and dad right
[Verse 1: Ameer Vann]
I hate them quiet suburbs, I hate those picket fences
I hate the separation, first thing they called me "n*gga"
I fight, I got suspended, my teachers saw me hit him
So they ain't listen to me, and from that moment on
I would learn that I was different, I would grow to see the difference
Second guessing my decisions, black bodies come up missing
[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
I feel like all my days are coming to a blend
I feel like all my days are coming to a blend
[Verse 2: Dom McLennon]
I would walk through the halls at my own pace
Every lunch, I would flow, having no place
All the books in my bag 'til my bones ache
Wonder how the world would be if I had no face
If I had no heart, if I had no skin
And I was just thoughts, reminiscing
The things always brushed off
Had my father try to tell me I was just soft
And when I look at the things that I've been through
And the things I survived and at what cost?
All the love in my life that I just lost
All this sh*t persevere to the pole vault
In the eyes of the law, I'm a problem
In the eyes of the blogs, I'm a paycheck
In the eyes of the world, I'm an icon
In the eyes of my own, I ain't start yet
In the eyes of the law, I'm a problem
In the eyes of the blogs, I'm a paycheck
In the eyes of the world, I'm an icon
In the eyes that I own, I ain't start yet, I ain't start yet
[Bridge: Merlyn Wood]
Power, African power!
Power, African power!
Power, African power!
[Chorus: Kevin Abstract]
I feel like all my days are coming to a blend
I feel like all my days are coming to a blend
Uh, I feel like all my days are coming to a blend
I feel like all my days are coming to a blend
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