Estee Nack - No Longer Laughin' lyrics

[Intro: Paranom] It's life Life that we live Mine Outside the frame Yeah Outside Oh [Hook: Estee Nack] So when it's time to go and you're leavin' There ain't no tellin' where you're goin' yo No goodbye for the grievin' Right now the tears is still flowin' on When it's time to go and you're leavin' There ain't no tellin' where you're goin' yo No goodbye for the grievin' Right now the tears is still [Verse 1: Paranom] Yo God's Inventory deployin' the glory A happy endin' of a hustla in shortest of stories Was his memento mori Though prematurely Describe that surely The fakest of moves securely Keep you in the matrix purely He said a**uredly as I nod to hennessy he poured me Though flawed I be hearin' when he told me it's odd You see we call each other sun But we shunned and rarely shine The same things that cause our growth Could cause us running out our mind A closed quote No contention to a risk or the intention Full cloaked Smith and Wesson Get the wad with no detention Got four Babies stressin' Different ladies Court in session Never po' in the mind But rich in choices just for flexin' Full, blown is tension Rise the message Think what's the next to Die, for If it's n***as more than children What connection do I, leave here? Invested time in k**in' boredom We from the same bed But all I manifested was the postpartum Caught in illusions Burdens I feel that I really carry Sun if you make some money rhymin' Just be very wary Man we all a diamond Right before definin' Our thoughts could be scary Just knowing that we cause the climate No February in her eyelids A mom's defiance Also her first love Who thrown into the future crisis Cold winners Who springing up to fall by summer's finish This for the paper? Or words on paper? What's the first to diminish? [Hook: Estee Nack] [Verse 2: Purpose] Son was captivated By the essence in the atmosphere And what that atmosphere created And what it meant in his heart Somethin' sacred sh** was more than a art Before the thoughts of gettin' money Would occur in the park Fiends startin' formin' fast And never asked for the price Hustlin' cracks The math about a stack in a night So money was good In the hood disaster would reign Got predators schemin' on prey Like an African plain The sun beamin' Sweat drippin' Catch victims Raw sh** Transform from poor kid To Lexus to Porchés Cautious Not a boss yet but gettin' money son Think like he 45 Act like he 21 He stayed rappin' in cyphers But writin' a verse was secondary Cause the paper always came first And it seem That his dreams of ever rappin' for cream Just wasn't a possibility Or accurate scheme Wasted talent Cause son was much nicer than most A night wolf Type dope Son I like what he wrote But he couldn't just stop the hustle Didn't like to go broke Buyin' low Sellin' high when he pricin' for coke Life is joke For those who are born with a silver spoon Unaware of the moods of the goons When the sky reveal the moon k**er's loom Smokin' boom My man was one of them Seen a couple cats from the past And he confronted 'em One of them was b**h The other would have a gun on him Run from them? Hell no My man would rather dump with them Son had the drop and threw a few shots (Oh sh**) sh** was loud as hell Could hear it for a few blocks Two Glocks were found at the scene He murdered two cops And I ain't never seen him since I'll save a spot on the bench Outside the projects Where we used to pretend To be the bad guys shootin' cops Hoppin' the fence And get away with it Cause it was only imagined Never thought it'd manifest To where it actually happened No we no longer laughin' It's more than just rappin' [Hook: Estee Nack] [Outro: Paranom] Yeah Peace to my n***as man Ya know? Though we cry We get that opportunity man To To flood the canvas Nah mean Make our own picture Own reflection Through it all Just livin' in a movie Yeah