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criscoe fontaine - the story of fontaine lyrics

[tag]
criscoe (echo)

[intro: nina simone]
black, my skin is black, my
blood, is yellow

yea

[verse]
the story of fontaine
drinking champagne in the rain on a sunday
when fun days were minimal, lifestyle cynical
sh-t seen as a child make a n-gg- clinical
spinning through life like a cycle in a whirlpool
mental earthquakes, situations make my world move
piece it back together, lego blockin’ with imaginaries
hiding under covers or in closets when the habits heavy

monday through thursday, things are pretty norm
but when friday hits, sh-t emits like a storm, but you get use to it
use to finesse signatures on notes from teachers
or spend second period chillin’ on bleachers
helped my mom from time to time with the daycare
got a call from so-and-so, im on my way there
from kicking it with skippy, to coolin’ with quentin
keeping powerades in my trunk to henny sippin’

dont ever mention kobe not being the greatest ever
i take the mamba as my all time in any era
mind state clearer when i start playing with the music
around 14 or 15, still a simple student
never took it seriously, something like a hobby
treat it like a project, leave it in the lobby
afterparties, h-lla shots, and a bunch of women
n-gg-s grinning, tons of sinning, its too much to mention

stayed out of trouble, kept to myself for the most
ride around, stop at the cornerstore to post
n-gg-s stunting, swerving, weaving, switching lane to lane
that was in high school, 13 years still the same
no progression, wrong direction most of them were headed
either they’re gone for centuries of permanently deaded
i dreaded heading to 3rd grade, that school scared me
wanted to grow up quick, open the bills that they mail me

paid my dues, my work ethic is unmatched
even if my supervisor is a soft batch
destined for greatness so i ain’t sweatin’ it
calling me a lifer, i wouldn’t bet on it
other than that, the fams good, they’re all maintaining
steering clear of the vain thing or the bang bang
i got a young male cousin wearing dresses now
easy to follow than to lead, he’s where the rest are now

still love him though, doesn’t change the bloodline
g-y or straight, still a target for the one time
got fam i don’t fool with on the cool sh-t
first cousins that’ll steal from their ma’dear
most of my peeps know i’m not the one to fool with
earned their respect, something like a healthy fear
i help at will when it comes to the hip hop saving
stand tall with both of my feet on the pavement

just a snippet, maybe i’ll share all one day
and introduce you all to the life of fontaine

- criscoe fontaine lyrics

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