C'mar the Producer - Vehement lyrics

[Verse 1: Kuro Silence] Woah, yo I Been livid, been living for a minute Where's the forewarning for a poor infant? Pain promised shows them how we're k**ing mindsets And creativity if you ain't bout the paper Better change your focus quick Ain't no nativity celebration Only a new eternal vagrant Chasing a profit Probably ignorant to these politics that rule the streets And the country, but we're ornery Ornaments of a larger scheme That we ain't privy to Dead or do something different is the way we move And time is bustling if you ain't hustling on your grind Then you are soon to lose life Assuming you'll be just fine Is a lie that you tell yourself We've been in hell for too long and still can't make it out City mentally got us trapped inside the ghetto Quick to admit it closer to pulling .50s... Well realistically .45s But you get the picture [Break] Hey [Verse 2] Pull up n***a That's common where I'm from Where common don't get no plays Cause we can't follow The subject matter Cause street matter is all that matters here Alma mater is the university of political hood dealings Where even kids k**ing was nothing too surprising From gold and Tutankhamun to being an addict Commonalities sure did change soon As we were enchained We couldn't all be django You know them nat turners, Huey Newtons, or freemen Whatever you prefer It's perfectly ignored So hit the door if you're on some some positivity We're real n***a's Been out here in these streets, you can't save us It was too late at age 3 We've been dragging Don't ever underestimate the foundation We wear these spots proud like Dalmatians Oh [Break] [Verse 3] Swinging bodies hanging out with my n***as bopping Likely a problem to your civility We mobbing like goodfellas We ain't banging If we do, then the record don't exist Inquiries don't persist This that blue jean swag, nike cap With a hoodie, or leather coat Ain't trying to feel the cold White lights shine on the streets that we're moving in Strip malls with the dealers Where we're headed to see the homies And see who wasn't dead It's normality mortality lost it's value see? So real n***a's are only real till the pavement's scene Is lined in chalk That's bloodstains trailing up the street And had I left when I should've That would belong to me Luckily that we we're occupied with the music scene This sh** really had saved my life And I ain't playing see This sh** is real but y'all keep ignoring me [Outro]