Salute Da Kidd - Fourth Down lyrics

Feat. Kevlaar 7, Phillie, Salute Da Kidd [Movie Intro] Yo my man what you think I am starvation army? you don't pay you don't play! (Comne on man) Hey you heard what the man said, you don't have any cash so Take a walk Meanwhile we got some business to discuss… I got some special chips for you, yeah just like I promised Your gonna love them. (Thanks) Hey remember there's only enough for you! [Salute Da Kidd] Salute! Got the hoody on on this one…yesiirrrr, come on.. When the goons come out, it's an open invitation The calm delete'll mute any situation sh** so amazing comin from all ways in Open the door or we gon chop it down blazin (blaaah) Whoever inside getting smacked with the axe Real hard to crack a case without a witness intact I know my n***as got my back so I act how I act Unjust in the world where it's hard to relax A lot of n***as full of raps, me I'm filled with the facts I don't mean mickey D's when I talk big macs For the sauce damn right I'll put a split in your nugget f** private, street n***as always go public Pair of dice where it's at? All I know is the gutter How to get it in, ski mask wait for the bu*ter Tend to day dream, sailing off far on the coast But the hood's where I'm at cause they need me the most Spark the roach just to smoke like I'm low on the weed Do it big but the little things matter to me Keep cash but never known to boast or brag Street credit real good altered beast in the lab Sixteens I could spit from the lips or the hip So my advice pipe down with that touch man sh** From the zoo black bars we surrounded by brick Specialize in hitting licks and that hustlin sh** See ya freak on her feet for taking one in the head Real n***as don't die, that's why my n***a ain't dead We survive through all the trials, play through the hard fouls Where I'm from even little n***as loose like bowels – muthaf** uh Yeah uh yuo yop yup yup Salute n***a yup yup [Bronze Nazareth] Yeah yo it get no better than fourth down to me Don't matter to me ahh ahh yo yo… It gets no better than 4th down, king with a 4 pound Plus an addition of it, pistol whip him til he plummet Simmer hell hole, smell of gold when I rummage Chop the charts holy, prayers leaking all from it Nadir to the summit, play numbers for the luggage Under Robocop femurs, guns inside the speaker Titatium plans, pick diamonds outta ether Smoke until I hear severe sirens from the reefer Pious league leader, with my eye on the heater Through the scope got my eye on the sparrow Survive narrow, thru crashing hallways of ammo When the plot thickens, more rot between victims Plots form under the radar when blocks blisterin Still ya'll, friendly game of baseball we pitchin You still fall travel with ill thought George bush when the music calls Finger on the bu*ton I'ma use it this fall Atomic abusive napalm, spray ya graveyard [Kevlaar 7] Lone wolf speech camouflaging sheep Easy way out where the silencers reach Dig a grave out everytime the violence'll peak EQ leviatate, skull bone metal plate Superhere since fetal all time great Al Kaline the canine crossbreeding your fate False preaching and hate, left the table I'm hungry Your dinner is ate, I'm a thirsty fish Kris my philosophy, no one's stopping me Unless the devil got metal bars surrounding me Perform a spinal tap on the cell block floor Laser incision ‘scription burnt around the door Warp time to drum lines it's time for war Fools get your bugles, this one's civil You dummies just watch and try and solve this riddle Stars with all the shine always die in the middle [Phillie] Home is where we roll Who really knows what lies ahead My city groans when semis blow and n***as lie dead Ain't no coming back, yeah I got more trust in my gat My heart's stuck in winter mode like where is summer at? In the hood crops don't sprout, flowers don't bud It rains pain for days instead of showers of love No glory, no wonder why there's no hope in the slums No hope for a bum who's somebody's son Homeless no doubt, no route to follow a lead America's disease rats with top model esteem This the slums, how you gonna follow a dream Grammed and bagged it, simply on my mathematics Understanding the tears underhanded my past peers So they fall for the same fears I endured for years Be wise my child, seek all there is to gain Remain steadfast refrain far from foolish games This leopard's grown his spots he can't change A product of the same mainframe that made slaves