Get all 28 Apollo Brown releases available on Bandcamp and save 60%.
Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality downloads of Mona Lisa (5th Anniversary Edition), SARDINES, Cost of Living, This Must Be The Place, Blacklight, Lovesick, As God Intended, Sincerely, Detroit, and 20 more.
1. |
Consequences
01:16
|
|||
2. |
Nice to Meet You
03:24
|
|||
So poetic when these words embedded —Philly pathetic,
these frail niggas couldn’t amount to my measurements
I measure it, what it takes to be todays king
And most of these rappers only account for where a Peasant is
Who wanna bet?? I bet the kids,
My only approach is being much better— than the best there is
I followed heart & the money slid, passion
These niggas acting every rapper did a hunnit bids
This ain’t Rap this is audio warfare
Dianetcal teachings with the Disciples of lord there
Everybody is reeking w/ the sins we could all bare
Just pray & hope you drop the dead weight like a Pallbearer
Philly, my pen stray daily the modern day Alex Haley
I’m rooted to the page until the land of myth take me
You can’t fool, swindle or sway me, you crazy?
I’m feeling like the best to do it lately.. it’s Philmore
➖➖➖➖➖➖
My name is Philmore Greene
My name is Philmore Greene
My name is Philmore Greene I’m from the west side of Chicago… Nice to meet you
➖➖➖➖➖➖
You never heard it this marvelous—Everything I kick they marvel it
So When I say I’m the best I’m really stating the obvious
Highly Entreated live shows gracing the audience
Soon as the beat drop my shit changing the ambience
Philly, in Rare Phorm I’m the man dammit
Gargantuas, you & I is like peanuts to the Grand Canyon
I’m all about diversifying & expansion
Asparagus w/ Béhchamel sauce over the Salmon
Jammin’— I’m the real you ni%as off brand
My dexterity is Kobe at the line with his off hand
I draw sculptures with the off hand —opposite
Watch for the loved ones that hate on your accomplishments
I shoot it sharper than Ruven a-fan-ador
Life is Delicate is the wrong improvement could damage yours
Where I’m from you know they’ll shoot it & scramble yours
better locks ya windows & jam ya doors
Philly comin’..
➖➖➖➖➖➖
My name is Philmore Greene
My name is Philmore Greene
My name is Philmore Greene I’m from the west side of Chicago… Nice to meet you
|
||||
3. |
Keep Goin'
03:26
|
|||
Take the bitter wit the sweet & roll wit the punches
When life is on y heels you better fight back—swing hard & throw em in bunches
The city cold like summer school lunches
Cold cuts & frozed fruit punches, westside to the hunnits
Dope runners, & villains is studying Deuteronomy
tRNA get to the promise land, willing to do it honestly
Reporting live from the land of dishonesty
Everybody tryna hit a lick to where the dollas be
My brother dub was down he missed a lot
He Was locked for them 2 terms he ain’t witness Barrock, it’s hot
That nigga Boog been in & 20 & under forty
He ain’t witness a the 8th grade or having shorties
reality speaks the earth shall inherit the meek
I pray my daughter a be better than me
Pick up a trade, study hard, and get ya degrees
Nah, be like Daddy & follow ya dreams & keep going (Keep Goin)
➖➖➖➖
You know what life bring, trials and tribulations just put ya head down Keep Goin
Life come with the worries, pains problems
You gotta put ya chin up & keep goin
It’s all love though, so what why hate for??
You can tap on my shoulder keep goin
We seen a lot & been through some of worst times
That sun gon shine, let’s keep goin
➖➖➖➖
It took 600 years to make the devil 8 minutes to kill a man
An hour for me to write to travel a distant land
To make it in the ghetto you better get you a vision plan
20/20 another murder captured on instagram Live,
uploaded, like share & subscribe
Imagine if his Mother see it nightmare to her eyes
This is Chi, stay inside if you scared of the vibes
Nobody’s real —we living in the scariest times
Everything is worked for —& what’s given aint worth having
A single mother to feed her boy she worked Magic
Son of a Savage, his Pops Pontiac maxing
Madness, doin hits for them — Grants & Jacksons
I view it all for whatever it’s worth
I take thoughts, plants seeds, now they spreading the dirt
Fruition, from the passion & grind it keep growing
So why the fuck I stop I keep goin (Philmore)
➖➖➖➖
You know what life bring, trials and tribulations just put ya head down Keep Goin
Life come with the worries, pains problems
You gotta put ya chin up & keep goin
It’s all love though, so what why hate for??
You can tap on my shoulder keep goin
We seen a lot & been through some of worst times
That sun gon shine, let’s keep goin
|
||||
4. |
||||
Good morning, welcome to the Ave it’s no a better place
These are the days of our lives wishing for better days
Dice games is goin is heavyweight bet they safe
All my niggas grinding in the same clothes from yesterday
Crimes pays, stuck in a maze until I levitate
Let me hate, I don’t give a fuck I’m getting better pay
yellow page, government ways, smoke & meditate
They hit my nigga Mel wit 38 he got a better date
From robbery to larceny, our parents did it probably
The apple fell right under the tree we get it honestly
Street pharmacies, hookers hooking where the commas be
Anomalies, oddities, question marks where the fathers be
We on the move like we never had a pot to pee
I look up to the sky & see the black clouds follow me
It gotta be blurring the vision for every God to see
I’m Stuck to the Ave like the lines when you cross the street
➖➖➖➖
We live here die here do the dash and reproduce
Instead of teaching stocks, they was teaching us how to squeeze and shoot
Big in 9-2 gotta hustle cuz we need the loot
Need the juice? Get bananas homie squeeze the fruit
Do or Die life in the Chi it’s either me or you,
Set a goal marbles in the hole I gotta see through
Gotta get yo food bc them babies they needed you
city gon crazy babies squeezing outta Vehicles
I’m from a place where they let them 4’s Tecs blow
Yo kneck glow, click clack off ya neck slow
Petco, watch where the snakes and them rats go
Life in the field is not a game no Techmo
Ya show is over now it’s time for the Next host
Shorties play the camera just to merch & Flex toast
The next goat, cold winters, summer the sweat soak
The life is stronger than drugs even harder to let go (live fast)
|
||||
5. |
Immaculate
03:28
|
|||
You barely scratching the surface, I’m rappin wit purpose — immaculate, malpractices
Ya whole faction be In the back of them hirstes
A master w/ verses, Philly be the Abbott of the masterclass
Smash & Grab, Sat through the math & then I pack the churches
Apollo Brown keep the masses workin’
By the time you hear this record I’ll be Philly the mathematics version
Track is Surging, numbers racing to the sky— raised in the Chi
Where killer cop, scammers & all the bastards
Lurking
The crack era they were snatching purses,
Heart of over mind, mind over matter—No matter my cyke working
A Viking, I catch lightening imma righteous person
I had a vision giving vision to a sightless person
When I’m live I ignite the curtains
I’m better, extraterrestrial celestial I shatter earthlings
Merchant, reverse spells to shatter the curses
Any word against my words I’m wording em worthless (Merch it)
➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖
The most poetic & Dialectically gifted
Quotables high in ethics no hypothetical mentions
Black man,— you either Bob Johnson or you Jimmy Henchman
W/ calisthenics escaping some high confederate lenchmen
Mr. Greene, my music is made for prison & Princeton
& in between, you either been through it or been a witness
My vision seen, every syllable that i mentione mean
Wu been told me to get creame, Cash rules
Blaze something, suede runners, puffin, it’s nothing
I go and take over the stage like Dave Ruffin
A man on a mission- maze running my page different
My city used to them jail calls & graves visits
The ghetto life i was raised In it, made it in
Granny was so stuck in her ways so she stayed in it
Amazing isn’t it, stayed in the kitchen getting it
Let me cook this meal you do the dishes, and listen
|
||||
6. |
Time Goes
03:24
|
|||
Back when entertaining was shared at the same time
We all listened to the same tune, same rhymes
Same drop of a dime, we shared memories
On sight was precious, nowadays it seems kinda hectic
I guess Over the past 100 yrs we get a shift on this planet
When new times come the old vanish
granny used to feed the whole crib man we never went Famished
Go pick out a switch if you was mannish
From TV Guides to Yellow Pages, I seen Hella phases
Today’s life insurance is phone cases
Shorties in pampers working an iPad the basics
And everybody wanna shot in the face for a facelift
If you could mix it it would seem so odd
picture an IG model in Phylicia Rashad
Just imagine Cardi B “Jet Beauty of the Week”
Respectfully, I bet the time is changing as we speak (Come on..)
➖➖➖➖➖➖
Where did the time go? I gotta keep up I’m stuck in time zone
Where did the time go? It’s like the whole World stuck in these iPhones
Maaan what happened to the time? It’s like I’m growing each & every line
Where did the time go? You gotta live to get old.. time goes
➖➖➖➖➖➖
My aunt T used to slam on the Burn outs w/ old bricks phones
Where you from, get a code—you can go pick zones
7-7-3, the organic times was heavenly
It’s like the whole world forgetting its pedigree
We went from boom boxes dancing to hip hop,
To who got they Aux dancing for Tik Tok
My granny used to makes us go back & fight more
Like if you lose don’t come back through my doors
I’m just reflecting on the basics of life
Dinner table w/ the fam we all take a device
Where’s the television sitcoms w/ morals at the ending
Now it’s scripted realities for Attention
Pardon Philly as I age myself
I’m stuck in my ways amazed by the phase myself
Listen, I ain’t ashamed to notice the shift & grow
You gotta live to get old
➖➖➖➖➖➖
Where did the time go? I gotta keep up I’m stuck in time zone
Where did the time go? It’s like the whole World stuck in these iPhones
Maaan what happened to the time? It’s like I’m growing each & every line
Where did the time go? You gotta live to get old.. time goes
|
||||
7. |
||||
The score for the night is pure silence
Off key church bells, drug deals and sirens
The city whistles everytime the wind blows
Nymphos, secure deals behind tinted windows
Sex advance for the cash in hand,
The wrong worlds collide ChiTown is Pakistan
It’s no return when the casket slam
A nigga gon dress you up like Dapper Dan
When the city sleep run for cover
The night a take ya mother, stray ya sister & leave a bastard brother
The stick swinging like piñata’s for the Candy
For the bread,
do you like the robbers did to Camby, Family
The preachers say the Church belong to God
Backsliding like mechanics under cars for the Worship Jars
A thief in the night would stay at large,
never sleep but this is only the odds, Paradise Hunger
➖➖➖➖➖
Cuz when the nighttime cover the city you better search for a safe place you could stay just find a way
Cuz when the nighttime cover the city you better take yo black ass somewhere safe
➖➖➖➖➖
What’s to the inner city lifestyle? The days are a circus & every night wild
Bright child stuck in the ghetto let’s save em now
The Bible says the kids would be SMARTER but weaker
social media turned the babies from a guider to seekers
Subsidized housing, FEMA, The stress levels is high as an underpaid teacher
He started early so he’s used to when that Prison hit em
Instead of pistol he lost his life to recidivism
My man’s got 40yrs for Heron, but Jason did 3 for a body
Why you wanna play with that block for buy a truck to transport some Goods & Commodities
CDL’s the government wanna see me fail,
Culturally biased learning the schools ain’t teach me well
Are you religious or you superstitious,
The Devil I’m Outwitting, tryna dodge a bullet or a life sentence, paradise
|
||||
8. |
||||
Step in the concrete jungle,
everything is broke ya passion be the healer
I you getting bread the vulture know & they glad to be ya killer
Dirty mattresses, imagine if ya faculty it was a that’s hit up
The women a set you up and get the bag for they concealer,
Put the package on her liver greyhound packages delivered
It is hazardous, in the middle of the July shit you could shiver
Quiver, where I’m from it ain’t built for the weak & bitter
If Philly ain’t best then you gon Have to Reconsider
For realer, the Steep life where niggas don’t sleep & eat right
If niggas at yo head you better sleep w/ a peace pipe
To get the babies fed he a risk getting 3 strikes
Need life, at least the pen taught to read, write
Time in need see what ya knees like
Pray to the east alhumdillah, now you starting to see light
Uhh, child of the ghetto workin hard to be bright
LeBron & King Von is who he strive to be like!
Steep life
➖➖➖➖➖➖
The only peace we ever get is after rest in
Let’s create leaders & moguls, no more cellmates we need more best men
Holy matrimony better get ya rachet homie
I rep the fucking K as if I got it tatted on me
It showed me everything from a birth to a murder scene
The shells was popping outta the chamber I heard em cling
So close, if you black around here you serve a fiend
For no reason 12 a search jeans
we used to dirty the cops rushing—Guns bussin,
Baby mamma’s phone fussin
Want the beef, home of Cochise, ni%a we on something
Box Chevy bumpin, commissary, jail calls comin’
Any moment we down to fall, like we log running
Niggas fake as Paul Bunyan, bitches fake as Snow White
Hell yeah shorty gon ball, he ain’t grow right
Packed crib, no lights—No beans, no rice
Link cards, mo mice
Watch for the po-lice, Steep life
|
||||
9. |
Hittin' Blocks
03:10
|
|||
This that old school dusties, 2 Step, du wopping up on a Saturday
Glad to pay- Smooth as note from Donny from Donny Hathaway
I like ya style & I’m already at ya pace
No cap, shorty like the ending of when you graduate
Let it fly put ya deuces to the sky
I see why ya ex’s and all ya other men gravitate
I ride the wave I think I’m in love
Nachos milk duds reclined that a matinee
We got 3K on replay
Goin strong cutting all night long like a DJ
But in case a hater fiend for the smoke no freebase
My shorty got the Burner Armed Strong, BJ
..I buss and give it back like a relay
You got be smart & never lack hard these days
Shit I just wanna vibe out with ya
Shorty I just wanna ride out wit ya
➖➖➖➖
Blocks, I just wanna hit some wit you
Money, the big knots I was get some wit you
Escrow, shorty hop in the ride, let’s roll come on
➖➖➖➖
Let’s get it goin, shorty we can just hit blocks & play the road
The tank full, seeing the city see what it shows
The scenic route, the meanest out that’s how I go through
Philly smoother than Don Juan Prom photos(4)
Put ya hand out the window shorty, feel the force
Philly go and switch flows if the illest sorts
I way nicer than ya lame squads
I do this rap shit w/ one leg up like James Todd
Back to the lecture Philly is next up
Way better, fresher than ya Grandma’s dresser
Grippin on wood & we sitting on leather
I got my window cracked no matter the weather
Take a break from ya girlfriends
Hop in the whip & wave to the sky like the Errol Flynn
Shit I just wanna vibe out with ya
Shorty I just wanna ride out wit ya let’s roll, come on
|
||||
10. |
This Is Me
03:24
|
|||
What a man I’ve become, but let me take it back to where it begun
Chicago the west side you better brandish a gun
The devils lurking try to vanish & run, protect my sanity
A penny for my thought had to manage my funds
I saw death early right there the damage was done
One to the face the other shots damaged his lungs
A mind on the run, at that very moment I began that
Mentally young Philly Managed a ton
I saw therapist & shrinks way before it was hustle
Fighting a battle Inside my mind what a struggle
Paranoid, how can live with condition
I’m being watched & followed, the killer on pay a visit
14 I wondered I’ll see 25
& when I turned 25 I woke & cried
Bittersweet, I’m watching over my shoulders religiously
Fighting demons in the hood is no way for a kid to be, but this is me
➖➖➖➖➖
I heard it all from being called crazy mind in the fog it’s all hazy,
I unpack the ill thoughts hoping they all pay me
To escape, I used to sit henny ball daily
16 with the bottle in hand like a baby
Now I’m much older the fight hella stressful
Where I’m from ni%a even when you sneeze they don’t bless you
I’m more recluse now never leaving home
I need it for a zone nowadays to each it is own
My man’s preaching from the speakerphone
He squeezed the chrome, 90yrs in Indiana hope he see it home
Too many losses not enough gains, struggles & pains
The sound of my daughter’s help he ease the brain
You can smell or see the pain,
it’s like speaking another language when asking me to explain
I’m still in the game plenty clock to go
I’m winning for sho, I’m much better, but this is Me
|
||||
11. |
Free
03:24
|
|||
Without taking the shortcut, tell me Whats the quickest way to freedom?
This life is full of messages only you could read em
In the hood you gotta foresee em to oversee em
In church my granny got her daily bread like per diem (4)
Drop jewels on youngins’ Philly gotta feed em
Cuz they dropped tools on youngins & teach em how to squeeze em
I never hang I don’t speak that much
But I do drop records with the hopes that I could reach em (8)
..This is Langston Hughes mixes w/ Amiri Baraka
You can’t tell my soul is rich by the spirit & posture
I Mirror ya father, young black man up in the ghetto
With the odds of veering out of a choppa, (12)
Wit no chute, just float through
Teach the babies how to grow fruit, Collard Greens more produce
They say you are who you bc of what you go through
What you gon do when the devil put his demons on you
➖➖➖➖➖➖➖
They always gon tell you that it’s impossible
(I never gave up)
They always gon tell you, you don’t belong here
(Don’t let ‘em change us)
They always gon do it cuz of ya skin color
(We gotta shape up)
Cuz if you coming from a place I’m from we screaming
(PLEASE SAVE US)
➖➖➖
I teach my daughter how to count through dominos
Stack by 5’s to win, I’m from a place in the chi w/ the livest men
Ghetto kings in Heaven or reside in the pen
Life of sin, but deep inside they were some righteous men (4)
I Conceive life when I swipe with the pen, flawless
Through me they can breathe & receive life again
Toss yoself into that jungle & see what it teach you,
Draining the brain is step one as to how they breed you (8)
Step 2 is strip a resource for you to choose
Then keep taking and subtracting see that how you lose
Step 3 is shove the drugs in communities
But you gotta be resourceful that’s how you eat (12)
I know the contrary, get a job or go to school
But what’s meant for us could never be meant for you
I’m just here to give a voice to the voiceless
God judge man by his heart & not his choices
➖➖➖➖➖
They always gon tell you that it’s impossible
(I never gave up)
They always gon tell you, you don’t belong here
(Don’t let ‘em change us)
They always gon do it cuz of ya skin color
(We gotta shape up)
Cuz if you coming from a place I’m from we screaming 3 Words
(PLEASE SAVE US)
|
||||
12. |
Just Imagine
03:25
|
|||
His momma stood in his room staring in space, empty sniffing his close
From here on, a memory is just as good as it goes
He was close, good w/ the fam but never was he good w/ his foes
Crib in the Burbs life up in the hood what he chose
Momma’s educated, black woman she college graduated
Pops died out in the streets his name validated
By the stories he was fascinated
A kid w/ money is now a man now there goes your maturation
19 w/ a gun, beam & a dream
Tryna match thee allure of a man he never seen — everything
He told his Momma what he know
But when you selling these drugs it no Hippocratic oath
Emotions is erased when you upping it from the your waist
Bet a spray, If not ya opposition is led astray
33 shots rang 9 hit you above the waist
The Trauma unit is real, homie imagine how ya momma feel
➖➖➖➖➖
It was 9 at night when the phone rang and all the bad news hit
It’s when the time got slow & she can’t do shit
But take it— she couldn’t gauge it—His murder page the front pages
momma had to deal wit the stress and still arrange it
His little brother stood painless, unable to mind frame it
I guess it’ll come when the times change em — wit age
Everyday his mother visit the grave
Alternative thoughts like why he couldn’t sit in the cage
This is rough, unreal, everyday he’s a no show
Flashback to Ricky with his scratch & Ho-Ho’s
Killas In Hondas, premonition,
just look at Mrs. Baker face when she came walking up out the kitchen
But this is real life no camera crew to shoot it
No edited scenes over the melancholy music
so if you out in the field just know the trauma real
Play it wise lil homie, imagine how yo Momma feel
Premonition
Mrs. Baker
Hell in the homes
Flashing back to Ricky, boys in the hood on that old school couch
knew the path he was going down
2. He wasn’t scared to die
3. Hadn’t been home in 3 days
4. Randomly popped home,
5. 2am wanted to sleep in his own be
6. Warrant for his arrest
7. 9pm got the phone call
8. If I would’ve
9. Was headed in his direction but got redirected
10. Baptized a week after Easter
11. He knew
12.
13. Convo conflict resolution
14. July 2nd fell on a
15. (Saturday)
16. Cemetery
17. Grandfather blaming the mother
18. Still did check ups, 9:30-10:10 pm
19. His momma called him selfish
20.
|
||||
13. |
Promises
03:24
|
|||
I’m chasing my blessings and making it work
I was made from the dirt,
Birth is amazing you live then lay under earth
I took the mud and I made it my worth
Expanded to a mansion in the mind it’ll soon comes into the universe
It’s worse, American made making it through the masquerade
Being Black today is Cassius Clay wit a path to pave
you can run, shoot or Catch the fade
& if you mastering A it’s best you never come back this way
Just evacuate, pack it up, cast away
Im from the K the roots deeper than the blackest slave
It’s in the blood you can track the trace
Traumatic, Imagine, everything was practiced in a passive way
Let The Dolla circulate,
I grew up where the beef get ate, Jordan Jammed & cats percolate
Regurgitate all ya laws & teachings
The war is everlasting no one ever gets even
(I promise it)
➖➖➖➖➖➖
My daughter asked me was I coming home before I left for her I never break promised
They saying serve & protect but all they do is harass & arrest & break promises
They wanna lock my body, they tell us that they gon give then take rhey break promises
They wanna take my soul and see me off in a hole I can’t honor it
➖➖➖➖➖➖
Twas a cold night before the heartbreak,
calls & heartaches, shots rang out made his whole block shake
Rainstorms , shooter running through puddles cuz he ain’t goin
His co-d was caught but everything seemed foreign
He knew the code, police rolled, point it & blew a load
One was apprehended but other shooter drove, & fled
Clothes is red putting foes to bed
The bullhorn explodes now the “white shirt” is red & furious
Shooter at large armed & dangerous
sirens is goin, every car alarm is banging —Out its mind
the shooter played a chick for a alibi
But little did he know was how them ppl would stategize
Guns cocked - & then the footsteps & loud knocks
Shorty was up getting ready for work to them loud pops
(BANG)
The cops shot & saw a gun when they rushed,
But all the shorty had was a black hair brush, WTF?!?!!
➖➖➖➖➖➖
My daughter asked me was I coming home before I left for her I never break promised
They saying serve & protect but all they do is harass & arrest & break promises
They wanna lock my body, they tell us that they gon give then take rhey break promises
They wanna take my soul and see me off in a hole I can’t honor it
|
||||
14. |
It's Different
03:24
|
|||
I move in this matrix, working for the Lucrative payments
Everything I Spew is greatness & it’s proven contagious
Philly the plague, spreading over eye contact
This is class Cuban cigars some high cognac —In taste
y’all niggas movin at a snail’s pace
Hookahs & vapes, cheese wine & fresh grapes
This is the feeling of blowing refer to Kurtis Blow in 81
shouting out - “These are The Breaks”
We-need-all-the-cake,
the beat on I need all the bass
Hit the gas & i ease off the breaks
We gotta get by, hardscrabble this is life in the Chi
Post traumatic before he shot he looked him right in his eyes
He survived— what U gon do? murder or forgiveness
Just think of how many men be lurking w/ a vengeance
Ready to kill, on site, he know it and he meant it
Police at every door like Jehovah had a witness (it’s diffiferent)
➖➖➖➖➖
➖➖➖➖➖
The harsh realities of life it takes a tolls mentally
Head down go for the goal and take what’s meant for me
I was searching for my soul so I took it Willingly
Philharmonic devoted to the ghetto Symphony
It was meant for me— it kept me out the Penetinary
It kept me sane & I would write just to feel the energy
Really share it with the kids show em what the vision be
That’s why anytime you mention the real, mention me
Found a gun when I was 10 what a hood tendency
Power, the courage level where the grown men would be
This is something in my hand that put grown men to sleep
brother, uncle, & cousin or maybe even me
Nas, “I Gave You Power” I would play it on the sneak
In the mirror two-hand clutching finger underneath
My granny found the fucking gun could’ve gave it to the D’s
Instead she sold that bitch & made us some cheese (it’s different)
|
||||
15. |
||||
What you want homie the pistol or the prophecy
Life is full of cause & effect and sudden atrocities
Tragedies, winners & loser shakers & movers
& low level shooters, wit dark demented ideologies
The world is after me it’s hard to stay afloat
Everyday is temptation so it’s hard to stay awoke
I’m God Guarded, but I’m scared to so it’s hard to take a joke
Everyday we celebrate life the squad make a toast
Listen, I lost my brother to the streets let me alarm you
Murdered at 19 was buried in his Prom Suit
I know the feeling when you get the call
Thoughts like did suffers? Was it slow? I wanna go & kill em all
Deep inside is where the trauma lives, it’s here
Every smile fake like some veneers
This is pain I inherited as a kid through the years
A scared man is a dead man I lived through the fears
What’s you riding too?
-
Where the love, thee streets gon kill you
We all know that gon come,
until the time come you better find ya way with a gun
Nowadays you gotta pray on the rjn,
Get money, drink water feed
-
Jealousy vs love will leave a body lifeless
Bullets to the head, from close range they fired them
Not everybody like it when you’re shining
Untrustworthy, get drunk now you singing like Phyllis Hymen
Gotta watch the ones that be close to you
Y’all were smoking blunts together now they’re smoking you
Went from dappin up and huggin, calling each other brother
Even had got so close y’all cool with each other’s mothers
Taken in with family, came thru on holidays
When your man’s winning you should be giving a lotta praise
Showing love in a lotta ways
This fool wish it was him so he don’t care what you gotta say
No questions, short answers for everything
Heartbeats went bad like Flash and Eddie Kane
A damn shame you gotta watch for the plot
You can tell if murder was personal or not
Where’s the love
|
Streaming and Download help
If you like Cost of Living, you may also like:
Bandcamp Daily your guide to the world of Bandcamp