Lyrics No Strings: Look Out Below - Ben Reilly

Sleep through the rain
Heat the cold
Ease the lows
Look out below
Look out below
Sleep through the rain
Heat the cold
Ease the lows
Look out below
Woah

Packed in my room making rapping a thing
Packed with little square footage and a passionate dream
Packed in a Buick, Benny prolly in the passenger seat
Pack on repeat but they know to never pass it to me
Packing a piece, bro told me go and pass it to him
Like oh they jumped who?
That won't happen again
AMG the family, don't be trying to play the middle
Penning parts of life, sent my mind to sentimental
Your pen is brittle, you a few cats short of a fiddle
Pitiful, bitch the pen sharp, it's what cut my umbilical
Cynical hardly; clinical, if you think you can guard me
Feeling like harden, the gentlemen I'm with really godly
Looking like Garvey (Go Brooklyn)
But I'm really from Garvey (Go Brooklyn)
From 14 to 16 niggas was mobbing (GO Brooklyn)
From 16 to 19 lint (lent) in my pocket (GO Brooklyn)
We could get a cat licked (catholic) like a father
Should've been doctors
Should've been scholars
Should've never dropped out of college
Should've ran down on buddy when I found what his job was
Should've grabbed that same knife and put it right in his collar
But if I did? I wouldn't be popping
My dawg beat a nigga's ass for juggin' his momma watches
And now he lie dead by the hands of his own potna
We knew back then his best friend would be a problem
Even said he would get him in something he can't get out of
(Fuck)

Fuck
Rest In Peace Daryus Johnson
Burd World

How this whole shit been about birds
And I ain't think to rap about Byrd?
I figure I could start by spreading the word
Cause I don't care to spare the fuck nigga
Nerves
Wish him the worst
In fact, I will leave it at that, because Yana
Hurting
Peep my verbs, look dawg I'm peak
Perfect
Elite purpose, it's a wrap like a Sikh
Turbans
Keep working, we adapt and keep learning
Keep earning, we attack delete vermins
Speak earnest, since they wanna critique
Early
Keep yearning, I been penning since 3:30
AM, FM, we them, look at how we keep
Courage
Even if my wings fail, I'm Keith urban
Charlie!

Sleep through the rain
Heat the cold
Ease the lows (That mean I'm defying gravity, by the way)
Look out below
Look out below (Freelance)
Sleep through the rain (FOURMATIC Shit)
Heat the cold
Ease the low's
Look out below
Thank you
Woah save