"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