Sam FranjiONE - Wet Cement lyrics

Published

0 148 0

Sam FranjiONE - Wet Cement lyrics

I just had to say it, play it back play it back Same old song, go ahead and paint it black Painted that corner, swing and a miss Greatest rapper, taking after, unknown, untitled-wait for that Fade to black, yeah I just had to say it with all this hip hop music I'm losing every opportunity for me to make a way through these ruins Who it could affect, I blew it Giving no thought, no art, no heart So called artists to take a bit and chew it Megatron it's up for grabs I'ma bring it down in this amazon Vagabond, practiced hard, not to be dragged along Cuz rap is wrong to too many, what happened dog? It's too empty I listen through these broken records Come on and tag along Hit the nail on the head, the impact did that Do you get that, forget rap It's more, it's life, teaching kids that They just need to get cash but you don't give back? Need women, need d**, but then they hit flat And get strapped, man who would wanna miss that? Lil Wayne has his habits, have kids back Big eyed like Rick Moranis While Wiz backs young, wild, and free Free but 2 Chainz get trapped You as different as a college kid with a smart phone You spit whack Jay Z claims God is that, Ye's a close high he said that Laughing like it's jib jab or Jim Gaffigan (again) the damage stax against me but I'll chip at I'm just tryna fix that, can you dig that? Hey Hip Hop, this is my hit back Got my shovel, digging deep Damage done, but I ain't feeling weak Asking me where I been they don't know Where I come from, that's what made my soul Got my shovel, digging deep Damage done, but I ain't feeling weak Asking me if I think I can make a difference I know darkness has already so come on let me get in Not a whole lot of time, I gotta find A purpose to my life while a lot of rhymes Are flashing in some promised eyes like they was dollar signs So when is it wrong to rhyme? I guess it's not the time but the drive behind it Like the Amish riding in a Mazda Ain't never gonna try it So you won't see me say something to fake something like so many rappers do If I gotta sign, then where's the dotted line? Don't get me wrong I struggle to fulfill what I believe like many rappers too Don't call me blind, that's when we fall behind The culture letting vultures pick us up when we alive to suffer So many rappers fail as role models and blew it like Bill Buckner Put the slugger down Ain't no one left to k** I didn't stutter now, did I? No caskets left to fill Cuz kids raping kids And kids k**ing kids And kids k**ing themselves and who's left to be dealing with? Is it you is it me? Nah, it's the friends and families The music impacts generations More power than gravity And I will do this happily cuz I ain't proud to be Part of genre practically promoting tragedy And inhumanity laced with faceless calamity Gotta learn like Ben Save he had Mr. Feeney So as rappers we matter we have to be better I'm fed up, the goal is for control Like Kendrick tryna trigger some thoughts I will not fold, I'm sold out for love It's cold like these streets been torn up Hip Hop won't make it to old, it's born up I'm coming, I'll hold, but this is my warm up This is just my warm up

You need to sign in for commenting.
No comments yet.