Solomon Childs - Sometimes lyrics

[Intro: Solomon Childs] Brrraat, did that, f**a New York City I'm now forgot, n***a Them new shots, all that cursing Come on, let's go [Solomon Childs] I'm speaking from the enemy's terms Music for the dead floating all the way up the stream Blow bags of that red dragon supreme This is the dream, the pistol pregnant with sixteen You go find yourself dead on the side of the road Like the kid from Moesha that played Hakeem You boil with the flow like volcanoes Qualified to spread mangos with the semi auto calico Gorilla glory, this ain't no Boyz-N-The-Hood tale I ain't dying at the end of the story And I ain't never been a good n***a So why front positive for album sales, I got Bloods I got a spring from jail with Martha Stewart bails This the beginning of torture Like getting shot in your a** with a nail gun More movies under my belt than Paul Newman, S. Childs Heavy Metal, a/k/a Guns-N-Roses Illegal money, boulevard grammar For ten thou', will have your little girl s**ing on the tip of the jammer, smile for the camera Some days you eat the bear, some day the bear eat you Basically what I'm trynna say, is you k** a n***a 'fore a n***a k** you Sometimes you Blood and you gotta go against Blood Crip that gotta go against Crip God that gotta go against God Holding the torch up, with a warrior scar Now I understand the significance of why I gotta make it Why I gotta take it, why I conquer the path my ancestors broke bricks on Flows in the industry luke warm Looking for extensive spends from Viacom Or I'mma break through troops that's clever as Vietcong Crispy Timbs on the red carpet The talk, screaming on your music markets Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes, sometimes