hope wright – hogg perspective/interlude lyrics
[verse 1: hope wright]
like 120 oxycotton pills inside a condom
of a hundred condoms; in each backpack in the elantra
tatted mantra: “get rich or die”; mobbin
enough…….. to back a lawn up
i need my stars up; dez bryant
“x” too. the homies a moor, his fez flying
ignoring lessons, testing allah’s patience and grace
i’m stoic. staring out the window, stuck in the haste
of modern day drug dealing…
i ain’t seen another f-cking rapper’s face in months
they must be somewhere imagining my position and strife, writing
1-taking some lies about flips, flocking and riding
pockets ain’t in tip top shape, shucking and jiving
in a city that ain’t mine with my cousins all up around me
family babysitting, nursing lupus and a lie
i told them i’m ot for rapping; i need a smile
the dark side of the light side. man, this sh-t don’t stop
if raps don’t sell, they all flop
n-ggas posturing for pennies. i want more for myself
risking my son’s perspective with my life on the shelf
like, how he gon’ look at the world if his guy ain’t here
but whats the difference if a sucker for father is in his ear
what life am i saving if i don’t do it?
not saying i gotta do it. complaining just not a fluid solution
so you can find your boy out on o.r
hustling in o.r.; trailblazing these bars
gliding like clyde, then rocket on out to houston
where the boston homie out there boosting; resourseful losing
a means to the ends. a means with no end
its seems this focus we honed in is closed end
add another dimension of pimpin’ 20-year olds
start out on the pole; get all in they’re dome
through in some philosophy so the message hit home
she think she my b-tch; she really my hoe
i know i’ma mack. my aura is cold
my mind stays sharp and my spirit is bold
unapologetic because my family is my gold
and most pops ain’t have the same outlook when on this road
i’m in these foot step with a whole different approach
afraid of ending up with the same sh-tty results
imagine a stained record and a weak job history
ghetto guidance, and scheming is easy, death don’t mean sh-t to me
the mold, settings and imagery of winning is still flimsy at best
my family hustle, so i guess i’m next
i tried to pay the karma forward so my sons can be blessed
with attention i didn’t have; man this verse is a mess
but its accurate at best, but at worst, too true
the dark side of the light side, the ot proof
theres a very good chance that this ain’t for you
all in the criminal bag just to have something to do
i’m tired of hiding, riding with no license
all it takes is bad timing and you’re blinded (no specifics)
no warnings, just the writings on the wall
that you read from last month, them waves hitting the sh0r-
mudding up, tryna go pure with simple pure
ain’t no atheist in the trenches, thats for sure baby boy
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