Roadblock

I've been up all night so my voice sound kinda crazy

But yo

Down to the fuckin' coordinates

Smart shit

That's never talkin' down to corner kids

Right or wrong, only if I'da known

Now we out to own shit we say on this microphone

Music makes me come alive

Von Pea and The Other Guys

Took some bruises, but you should see the other guy

I was ahead when they said I was retro, uh

They talkin' to me like I ain't from the ghetto, uh

We ran fulls in Construction Timbs

He on a bike in a hoodie? don't fuck with him!

How I touch a pen, helped me never touch the pen

The secret is I'm keeping it 10-10s, win-win

I got time today, nigga, Big Ben

Listening to Donuts and eating chin chin

Lynne Thigpen, I'm fighting back to the hood

Don't get fooled by the sand, cause it ain't all good

Listen

Catch em clapping at the roadblock

Dont forget a face

Catch em clapping at the roadblock

Dont forget a face

They clapping at the roadblock

Dont forget a face

They clapping at the roadblock

Dont forget a face

Look

Shackle my hands but never cage my mind

Was ducking, dodging the fire

Focused on staying alive

Proposed to marry the gang

Then I became a bride

I rap and they take my words

And they just plagiarized

This road of riches

Came with detours and roadblocks

Merch the product we sell at street tours

For More Guap

Fans like the fiends

They need more

That dope talk

Hustle words

Where we recall

At the stovetop

Gave them food for thought

But they wasted it

So I think less

Say and turn my mind to a playground

And a swing set

I keep a simple attire

You know jeans, sweats

Greedy friends

It's harder to stomach

Gave me a reflex

I'm Illmatics kid, Escobars daughter

If Jay and Pac skills had a Kid

Im flesh of a carter Yeah

A young Black kid was poor with a goal

I made a meal from crumbs

Cooked it from a fork in the road nigga

Catch em clapping at the roadblock

Dont forget a face

Catch em clapping at the roadblock

Dont forget a face

They clapping at the roadblock

Dont forget a face

They clapping at the roadblock

Dont forget a face

Pardon me if I confused you prior

But my life was dire

In a line of fire

Like Mcfly and them tires

We was walking to kindergarten

Seeing D's parking

Feeling like a future target

Why wouldn't we harden?

You got in the class and got into class

Have nots and haves

Still less than half

But what the other side had in they lunchbox

How you only five

Stressing out about blowing your one shot?

Mom's spaghetti, dad with Betty

Dad with Cheryl, dad with Debbie

Dad with Peggy

To hell with Freddy

Them nightmares came in the day

But fuck poverty porn I still made a way

We went from takeout to takeaway

Kids pitching for Air Jordans

Only to watch them fade away

I'll never see them on a later date

So I could paper chase

But I thank God I could make a plate

And all they wanna say is where I should be

Shit, you see where I am?

Wrote legend to beats

Since a Prodigy, I knew that there was Havoc to wreak

At my actual peak, I'm tryin' to rap with Tariq

My nigga

Catch em clapping at the roadblock

Dont forget a face

Catch em clapping at the roadblock

Dont forget a face

They clapping at the roadblock

Dont forget a face

They clapping at the roadblock

Dont forget a face