Lil Slim - Unorthodox (Freestyle) lyrics

[Intro: Lil Slim] Yeah! Slim collabo with Prizzy [Verse 1: Pious] Let it come off your chest if you really meant it A little tear rush? Be shameless to it How many of us really admit the fact of us being diluted? By the friends we trust We never put our family above These friends above, these times are rough, these roads are tough But I'll always keep my feet on the right locus Stay focus, trust nobody, cause they'll always owe you somethin' Don't stop and keep runnin' after your dreams and stay needy cause success trains but failure complains Their words won't paint you a better picture wipe off their stains Be blind to their ways and pave your way Even though we sometimes get lost in some psychic way In some psychic way I've got my soul sickens, my heart deepens From the pain, I'm left weaken, the air that I'm left breathin' These words on the sink are left for me to drink em' Motivate or elevate souls like Jesus, Homie that's vinous Questionin' my life but has yours filled with the answers? In the beginnin' you end, still bouncin' on the same trend Afterwards they're all snitches, on a squirrel switch No ink in my pen, no feelings from the pain Emotionless, I move motionless Stereotypical they actions sound Terrorise a faith but devise the bomb that drops (Hypocrites) Most of you don't see the moon so you let the sun drops When yo' son drop, my life stories I buried on rocks, uh! [Verse 2: Lil Slim] Uh! Why they wanna give my life for murder? (Yeah) Turn around they only give me eight months for burner But destination is in heaven, sittin' political from pa**engers 9-11 God I seems stress please lift my pain They hate me cause I got scriptures in my f**in' damn brain But I grew up with my pop sh** that make me bitter I cut a**es and gone does that make me stunner? But those who are fake they are leadin' themselves to break 'In Sha Allah' when they die they will meet their four hundred pound mate I'm a winner cause I play with enemies like a game of chess (yeah) Where I rest, I got no stress if you smoke joint less (yeah) I most confess, my destiny manifest, was once a homeless (yeah!) Now, God bless, the boy big bless, yo The criminal cop k**in' Hip Hop i'm feelin' minimal Swap to cop millions of pack listeners Brand new whip to crash them we laugh in the k**in' path The villa house is for the crew we don't want no criminal I'm a winner cause so many years of depressin' make a vision I was wise as an old owl call me gold child Seein' things that I was controllin', click rollin' Trickin' 6 digits on kicks, I still ballin' (uh) You want to hear my story how the talk keep grindin' (yeah) This is a news break Two years back made a lot of mistakes That went down to the new state But I had to let it marinate (forreal) I carry weight its was only a dream I used to read up magazine, (yeah) I never thought Hip Hop will take me this far (forreal) Now I'm in the bright light cause my flow is damn tight (uh) Born sinner the opposite of a winner I remembered when I was eastin' sardine for a dinner (yeah) Considered I was fool, wanna drop fro-from high school (yeah) Stereotype of a black male misunderstood Winner, I'm a winner, I'm not a loser (ur!) [Verse 3: Pious] Vision me as I envision my dreams The pain is something I couldn't neglect Why do you have to call all the colors red? Ain't no love the same Ain't no man the same Feelin' jealous, cause you sensitive rush or the fear of not feelin' confident enough Funny how the ones we love most are the ones neglectin' us (yeah) To see the devil, see through your friends, enemies further All these sequences that fade you It's not a life if you're bound to k** it I'm so artistic Homie, I can sketch your whole life Straight bars from a soul trapped in open darkness Marshal don't relate they only live in options Don't talk feelings with honest, don't cough bullsh** with honest Momma crying unendin', sendin' courage to the fetus she breeds The kids of today, our memories of tomorrow, the future of yesterday, we never accomplish Grandma spoken words became my unbroken trust Hello grandma, I need some "you time" in our lovely ways Remember s**in' your breast to sleep no momma But her love was felt indeed from all those weights been carried The good ones are buried in the value of their deeds R.I.P grandpa, you once told me to be the king One has to get his head fitted up straight to that crown Stretch all limits Cause talent is one thing but hard work beats everything (yeah) It's not about the talkin' but about the right doings ... Prizzy