HS87 - Scorn Lyrics
What the ***** is you living for?You living the life or living the lie?Or living to die? Nigga decide‘Cause they say “Cash Rules Everything Around Me”So I make sure cash be the only thing around meI’m living on the up and up so ***** you if you down meNigga what the ***** is up? Just tell the people "Crown me"Incredible music from young blacks, astoundingTears for your fears ‘til the mother*****ers drowningTaking good from scornI know that I have moreTrue to blood and formThese mistakes I am made for(That's the break, y'all)Open your eyes, yeah, I’m in your faceTry to time what I’m finna say, I bet you be a minute lateYou're always off tryna emulate what's currentWhat's poppin', section hoppin', boppin', I'm finna shakeI need hundred kush stems to stimulateThe fact I probably commit a hundred sins a dayI’m ‘bout a sin away from watching my whole life disintegrateBut ***** that, I’m finna get it right before it end today!Taking good from scornI know that I have moreTrue to blood and formThese mistakes I am made for(That's the break, y'all)Bam pop pop bam (x8)Oh life gets you down and sometimes so many people cut you downSometimes, learn, forgive and forgetting it don’t make no senseThen they keep on and you go, you shine, oh, you shine, like hotOn a tint and my voice all black and the top yahm, downMe and dark skin Den in it to win, we flexin' on these niggas what yahm downGo get a clue, consumin' and elude, give these niggas roomCan't breathe in a crowd, destruction coming soon'Till we conclude, can get in tuneOr get the ***** out, no pussies allowedToo many people raising hell, I’m raising heavenAt least I’m raising my hand to the sky where I saidI had a dream I felled victim to society’s planAnd I was thirty-six sitting in economy classMayday we’re going down, grab your oxygen maskI don’t know what happened next, we probably crashedThe moral of the story is to follow your pathAnd tell the people your dreams, and if it causes a laughKeep going (x4)Don’t be surprised if I never stopSome people rise but they never dropRose just to pedal copWe take care of our situationsHonesty’s a must, word to blunts we keep in rotationJew connects to get the flow upNo, the grass ain’t greener on the other side, just cut a little lowerFeel like I'm forever haunted by some promises made to myselfFor wanting things to make you harness insane lord
