"Franklin's County"
(J.A. Cross, S. Holman, T. Shepard)
© 2014 Effswell
[Spoken: Effswell]
You say I, um...
Excuse me!
No... no, I was standing here
I was standing here first!
MOTHERF--
I will END YOU, mane!
But don't call me
"Inhumane"
Because even when I'm in here
Best believe!
Oh, I'm still outchea
Yes indeed!
[Verse 1: Effswell]
Once Upon a Time
Way out in South Linden
Lived a boy so standout
He wouldn't blend in
Talk about his mom
Cra** words would not offend him
And its been on since then
Really, what can I say about myself that isn't quoted 'bout the greats?
I'm from an autocratic nation
And a Presidential state
Grew up in the inner-city
In a city full of hate
I know like one of y'all relate
Yay
And I fell in love with music faster than I did with ladies, yo
Waited hours til they played it on the radio
"Are You That Somebody" had that beat complete with babies, Bro
No c**aine on the brain, but my mind was blow
And my eyes were brun
My excitement shown
For the life of me, I couldn't get my license, so
No luck with the heinas til I learned to never strike a cone
That's how I got so nice at flow
Yeen't know? Now you know!
[Chorus: Shonda Holman]
Hear these words
They are my own
Hear these words
They're from my soul
Hear these words
They are my own
Hear these words
They're from my
From my soul
[Verse 2: Effswell]
So he's not just honest
He kicks the knowledge?
Winner, not beginner
Keeps it simple just for starters
Yeah
And I learned it from my forefathers
YHWH saves, Joseph deposits
If I had a son, I'd teach him to filter nonsense
Respect queens & steer clear of harlots
Eat your veggies, never digest garbage
And remember: Whosoever works the smartest goes the farthest
Now though, I twist trees & Let it Be
Living to get my thrills on Cali Hills with Beverly
If you don't like it
Universal, I ain't write it
If the glove don't fit, acquit, but if you rip it then you'll get indicted
Mind your tongue, Young Man (AW!)
Any trick can make it rain
I'm doing a Sun dance
Repping for suntans from here to Sundance
Or South by Southwest
Or to the Cannes in France
Advanced
(Yeah!)
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Shonda Holman]
The world is so unknowing
Of this Love
If we never give enough
We might as well give up
Forget taking shortcuts
And just breathe (just breathe)
Afterall
Its just a guarantee
Of my words