(+) Swivel (From The Upcoming Album "Mirrorland")
Head on a swivel
Trouble lurkin' 'round the corner
Run up on you any minute you'll be gone
Yeah
Nigga keep your head on a swivel
Trouble lurkin' 'round the corner
Run up on you any minute you'll be gone
I know niggas dead out of desperation
Rip my nigga alan damn
I wish you would've stayed at home
Learned to make the best
Out of shitty situation
No complaining no more xan
I leave the medicine alone
Dawg I swear to god that
I'm changing for the better
Fuck whoever got the nerve to try
To tell me that I'm wrong
I done made it up I done made it out
I done made a way we been makin' waves
We been making sounds
Rappers hella fake they papier mâche
Like piñata they can't wait to break
I can animate
Promise mama she gon' see the day
When we all okay
All it really take is time and dedication I pray
For the hunger to be permanent
No matter what that make
Hey batter batter swing bake
Whip the batter for the cake
Nigga keep your head on a swivel
Trouble lurkin' 'round the corner
Run up on you any minute you'll be gone
I know niggas dead out of desperation
Rip my nigga alan damn
I wish you would've stayed at home
Learned to make the best
Out of shitty situation
No complaining no more xan
I leave the medicine alone
Dawg I swear to god that
I'm changing for the better
Fuck whoever got the nerve
To try to tell me that I'm wrong
I don't know what it is man I just
I don't think I'ma be here much longer man
Something's watching me man
Something's following me
Something want me dead man
Pray for me pray for me please
Hell when I was young
I ain't had to pop no guns
Nothing cracking in the slums
You couldn't handle on your own
Shit around my block where we used to knock
Couple souls fly
Wasn't nothin' like you guys what y'all on
Shit it wasn't nice wasn't paradise
Wasn't lights back to back to back
Many nights was on our own
Mama had to work papa had three jobs
No we not jamaican my sir
But we all was robbed hah
Should've kept my head on a weave and bob
I'd rather be dead than to weep and sob
So we solve any major prob
With the quick resolve
Had to squab' circle that bitch up
Feelings get involved
Neighborhood on lock
Fuck we need a cop?
That was way back way 'fore
Reagan passed the rock
Left us with a needle and a jump shot
Leave you countin' seconds
On the fingers through the gunshots
Nigga keep your head on a swivel
Trouble lurkin' 'round the corner
Run up on you any minute you'll be gone
I know niggas dead out of desperation
RIP my nigga Alan damn
I wish you would've stayed at home
Learned to make the best
Out of shitty situation
No complaining no more xan
I leave the medicine alone
Dawg I swear to god that
I'm changing for the better
Fuck whoever got the nerve to try
To tell me that I'm wrong