Текст песни Outro - Panik , Chekk Famous

Yeah, nigga
Block Club
You made it to the end
Hope you enjoyed the show
Masterpiece Theatre
A Block Club/Grind City production
But I couldn't let you leave without
Getting to know me a little better
(Talk to 'em)

I started in that two story building with the red bricks
Freestyling off the porch like, "Cuzzo, check this"
Killed them in, nigga, K-Town
Where vacant lots often doubled as playgrounds
This was before the pain, tears, and distribution
I mean, I wasn't selling yet, but I saw Jackie using
I was still hooping, crossing over marks
We was superstars in little Charlie's backyard
Had troubles at home, man, I ain't like it there
My stepfather was a bitch, I ain't like him there
He got tough once, tried to put his hands on me
Granny cussed him out, told him never put his hands on me
I ran up the stairs, grabbed the butcher knife
Ready to kill his ass and turn him to a sacrifice
Hid behind the door, but much to my surprise
My mama appeared and she was taking his side
That was the worst day of many more to come
That was the first day Adrian lost her son
Time went by, I moved with my pops
I was shellshocked, the 'burbs wasn't like the block
It was too quiet, I couldn't relate
So every weekend I was packing the K
I wasn't fucking with my family, really
I was staying with Efon over in Holy City
He taught me 'bout the Lords and how to sell weed
He had all the hoes, Joe, remember Shawn Monique?
"What make the world do it? Seek fluid," he'd holla
As we rolled around exchanging baggies for dollars
I sold a little something, needed food on my plate
But I was nowhere close to being Scarface
Time passed, I put the pill down
Dreams disappeared in the paint like tears from a clown
But that's okay, 'cause I was back writing
I met D'andre and Terrance, Joe, remember the Titans
Them was my niggas, yeah, that was the squad
We was the best dressed, the freshest of 'em all
Graduated high school, smarter than others
But I spent time taking care of my great-grandmother
She was my heart, and when she finally died
Joe, I was fucked up, attempted suicide
A nigga was weak then, but I'm stronger now
Only got a couple demons left to conquer now
Joe, I been jumped and I been shot at
For them people listening, I ain't saying if I shot back
Went to Columbia, I hit a lot of hoes
I won a lot of battles, lyrics out of control
First it was Task Force, then it was Wind Chill
Now it's Block Club, nigga, my flow been real
Cuz wasn't fucking with me, said I was backpacking
'Til he saw me tear a nigga head off battle rapping
Told me not to hustle, said he would hold me down
'Cause if I got locked, you couldn't hear me now
He taught me the streets and I love him for that
Honor and respect, shit was bigger than rap
Started a family, yeah, I married my heart
Aniyah was born, my second gift from God
Drop Cold Winter, you probably would sleep
But you'll catch up by the time I'm two albums deep
Black hit my phone, "Nigga, what you on?
Ain't no reason we can't get this money, you should be on"
I went and hollered at him, it wasn't just business
Now the union is formed, all that's missing is riches
See, Chix spit it, D and Bang mix it
Then you cop it and try to play the critic
I been through the storm, child, I seen it all
Everything from the swamp to the waterfalls
This ain't my whole story, just some excerpts
Couple bars just to prove that I'm an expert
Sorry to say, I gotta end it now
Won't be gone for long, it's just an intermission now
I promise to return new and improved
So this ain't goodbye, this is see you soon