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vince exito - esco's story lyrics

this is a story about to brave-hearted men, in a wasteland they started in
[verse 1: vince exito]
in the heart of the projects lies two dudes in a safe house
drew up the game plan, they’re plotting on where they steak out
hopped up in the van sped off, they took the pace rout
homie said “slow down n-gga park by that grey house”
he reached up in his duffle bag and gripped a k when he came out
he said “you ready?” deck of cards and he just pulled that ace out
ran up in his crib, took his sh-t then stomped his face out
told him “run it n-gga, and you better go pull that safe out!”
they left his crib, money in the bag and in the case now
they hit the road,”aye lets go celebrate by that steakhouse.”
they hit the u-wop, driving fast they p-ssed two cops
now blue and red lights flashing all through blocks
they hit the left, then hit a right on the corner by some tented vetts
intercept, the other cop trapped him right by oakland tech
they breathing hard, one of thieves said he had a swollen chest
stolen tech up in the glove compartment yeah it holds a set
of 9 for the work like 9-5
“you can get nine-five years to life if we get caught n-gga a lifetime!”
“n-ggas didn’t want you to succeed they gripping pom poms when they see you at the top
cheering for you.” nom nom they eat it up
me, i light a dutch and turn the speakers
all they wanna do is see black youth in santa rita cuffs
the glove ’06, cuz oakland n-ggas still heating up

[verse 2: vince exito]
two deep in a two man cell, orange it be the dress code
the name of the two men down now is kane and esco
esco was the smarter one but a victim to the stress load
his baby momma late he need to water whip the stretch hold
he said “nah n-gga i gotta get the f-ck up out this threshold
i got a connect down in san diego named ernesto
cuz i need this paper quick to get out, my baby moms in labor
but i’m in this two man cell with you i’ma need a razor
im feeling frazier got my guards up, a pencil drop could spark up
a fight of me giving yo -ss a hard snuff!”
kane said “f-ck you, if you wasn’t hitting my sister i could never trust you
plus i know n-ggas in the streets waiting to touch you
so don’t walk around with ya vest off.”
the officer strolled past,”only one can make a collect call”
broken silence
and now all you see is slow motion violence
it was broken up in perfect timing
esco said “lemme outta here i gotta call a phone
number, its my cousin to see if my baby moms is home.”
“aight fello, hurry up”
he dialing numbers “h-llo?!
babe i’m in the slammer no room to move my elbows
but when i’m out, ima buy the baby some maroon sh-ll toes
and some new clothes cuz i got knicks that can move with melo.”
she said “n-gga im late and you just caught a case?!
sh-t ain’t good you might never see your daughter’s face!”
eco said “never will i be a lazy father!
cuz mine wasn’t there and figured that it raised me harder!”
she cut him off and said “kane is the baby father.”
“what the f-ck?!”

- vince exito lyrics

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