by 607

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Hell hath no hybrid like a Nerd from the Hood


released 31 October 2013



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Track Name: Kill Crooked Cops
6 what you doin? Hoggin!
You be gettin it what's your influence? Ballin!
Police get to trippin what's the movement? Buss em!
They act like they're scared of us anyway, Fuck em!
Let off on them hoes (x2)

Verse 1:
Thinkin of a monster plan
I got a AK47 and some army pants
If a trigger happy cop actin like he sced
Do them like they do us- shoot that bitch in the head
It's haaaard not to be cynical
They treatin ALL black males like criminals
Most of us make a livin honest, but look at what that got Ernest Hoskins
His boss shot him in the face while they was watchin
Officer McDaniel murked Deon Williams
His 2nd murder on the force killin civilians
Law enforcement scandalous
How did Chavis Carter kill hisself? He was handcuffed!
We got mad, they got nerve, thought they was here to protect and serve
We in a war that we didn't declare cuz they claimin they scared or they got a lil urge
I'm teachin my nephews right from wrong but still as I write this song it got me cryin police might kill em and still won't get no time


Verse 2:
Dear judge, I'm a brother
If they commit a crime against me, make em suffer
Before you hire a cop see what they made of, cuz they ain't gone protect the people they afraid of

Dear judge, I'm your people
If they commit a crime against me, treat us equal
Really don't wanna take the law into my own hands
He treat me with prejudice ima shoot him where stand
Track Name: I'm Grown ft Bobby
If you give them too much of your body they think it's theirs
if you give them too much of your time they think it's theirs
baby we're too grown to be lying we're all sharing
but you must have forgotten let me be clear
I do what I want to do, with who I want to do it with
and I done kept it real with you so don't come at me with no bullshit muthafucka I'm grown! (x3) I can't get in trouble

You must be used to them counterfeits
I go in your pussy but I did not come out of it
so quit trying to look me all in my eye for some conflict asking me dumb s*** baby you don't run s***
I like you and respect you at the same time
I accepted your life don't try to change mine
it's too much too fast
my attitude shifts when you're talking out your ass
I be like f*** you- I don't want to see you
I ain't tryna change you- do you, be you
I don't want to hang with you - no time, no way
if you bout to wig on me when you don't get your way that's okay

If you give them too much of your body they think it's theirs
if you give them too much of your time they think it's theirs
baby we're too grown to be lying we're all sharing
but you must have forgotten let me be clear
I do what I want to do, with who I want to do it with
and I done kept it real with you so don't come at me with no bullshit muthafucka I'm grown! (x3) I can't get in trouble

I ask her why it matter when she ask me where i been
Nothin you can say gone stop me from goin again
You need to know somethin, i'll tell you when it's time
That pressurin and arguin, you askin for a lie
I see it in your eyes, you get turned on when i be pissed off
But all that fussin and arguing make my dick soft
You believe every rumor, and i don't get it
You dumb as you was before you got your college credits
Pull in my neighborhood, turnin up my subs
I ain't turnin nothin down til they free my homie Dubb
You only like a nigga when you get your way
Zip up your purse baby, you can't stay
Track Name: Ask Em Why
I ain't never did nothin to none of these niggas
Ask em why is they hot
Ask em why is they wastin gallons of gas passin my spot
Ask em why is they talkin bout me, Ask em why they ain't paid
Ask them why success make them mad, ask em why they ain't straight
Ask em why, they don't know (x3)
That's why i don't fuck with them hoes

607 don't wait around, No thank you i'm straight now
Hand my girl a face towel and check my balance on paypal
Yike with me, my team strong, if you sleep bitch; then dream on
You a scrub, you need subs, your beat sounds like a ringtone

Outpatient, I ain't got no brain, you outdated like crack cocaine
I don't stunt if you ain't got no bank but i won't salut if you ain't got no rank
Went to sleep at 1:30, woke back up at 5:30
Can't nobody outwork me, my fit is clean but my house dirty

Stress level go up, success level go up
Gotta take the good with the bad nigga grow up
If he ain't never met me, never checked me about no cash
Stop that hater, ask him why he mad
Track Name: Breakfast with Astronauts
(Yik3s) 607 cipher verse- I need a hearse for all the people I'm bout to mirk
Make it a droptop, fore you hear me fall off you'll see rick ross in a croptop, I'll serve a nigga wit them carrots like wingstop
Let the loss linger, I'M the wasp wit the big stinger, thinkin you a hit singer, yo career was shawta than a 6th finger (dddaa)
lil rock Arkansas, famous rappers actin wild but come to my city and stay on they bus, stuck sced sittin indian style
We was doin smack cam waaay before youtube,
stand him up like a meerkat slap the earwax off his bluetooth,
need ta go back to school and elevate yo conversation,
right now you just dropout on my knockout compilation,
just cuz ion want yo cd dont mean ima hater,
if I wanted to purchase trash I'd buy wrappin paper,
but you sick and jaded salty cuz a nigga made it,
so many squares yo whole neighborhood look pixelated,
shakin like a recoverin addict my come up is that of legends,
if yo gun ain't cocked it ain't no weapon ion feel threatened,
Indian wit no chief, soldier wit no rank, I'm just a smell comin out this septic tank, stop me at the bank

Listen to me now, gotta lace your shoes up fore the sun rise, lookin for me underground ain't gone find me, breakfast wit the astronauts livin in the sky, ske eye-eye-eye....

(Yik3s) I pass the time in ways that may seem asanine, I want the hunger I had when I didn't have a dime, I was a perfect child before I breached the birth canal, but livin hopeless got me focused on this mercantile (gets beamed up to space)
Track Name: She Used 2 Paper
She Used 2 Paper = SU2P

She know how to save, aint got to be fly everyday
She hate debt, wont fuck off her school check naw
Shoppin dont make her feel good, 6 digits in her bank account would
She been around it, she aint messed up about it
She got kids, dont none of em want for shit,
It don't impress her, you can leave yo bankroll on the dresser
I swear she is, the type I see me marryin
She been around it, give her some she won't even count it
Pay the tab no sneakin off, she tip big like a boss
Don't be in all the stores, just might double up on the mortgage
Track Name: Give It Up
Hey I like it, Think I'd be tired after all this yikin
I know it's gone jump when i slede through the cipher
Tell her put her pumps on the side of my nikes and give it up
Slow motion baby, duddy wine slow motion baby (x2)
Track Name: Pray
I'm in a bad place, I don't wanna worry my daughter with my sad face
But she's smart. Daddy don't feel good, but i'll be ok- i serve a good God

When I'm goin through a thing, and it's anger in my heart
When I'm walkin with this pain, and i feel stuck in the dark
When I know I could go see him and no one would even question where I've been
When I got the ammunition loaded and I'm strictly focused on revenge
I be callin out to God, help me get outta this slump
Help me see the situation in a way that I don't feel like I'm a punk (he said)
Track Name: Queen
Baby you know i miss you, been tryna kick it with you
If you ain't comin through here; at least send me a picture
Don't you know you're a queen? Let me show you what you mean to me
To touch you is an honor, I won't hurt you I promise
Come take a break in a place where you don't have to be mama
Don't you know you're a queen? Let me show you what you mean to me
The backbone of your family, they be runnin you raggedy
Don't worry: if they hit you, you hit me, we gone make it happen
Don't you know you're a queen? Let me show you what you mean to me
I let you wander if you're curious, ain't nothin wrong with that
I got you spoiled rotten; i'm knowin you'll be back
Don't you know you're a queen? Let me show you what you mean to me
Track Name: Built 4 This
Everybody ain't built for this, Mike told me let's hustle til we get filthy rich
What don't kill us make muscle build; I'm goin hard
Everybody ain't ready though, send em your regards
(Hey, you're special)
But everybody won't recognize
God gave em sight but they ain't lookin through his eyes
They was blessed wit a body but they aint got no mind
Don't waste yo time, just stay on yo grind
Everybody ain't built to learn
They want life to be easy they aint concerned
Everything got seasons, make em wait they turn
Power is like a fire and it'll get you buuuuuuuurned (OOOOooo)
Track Name: It Don't Matter ft JLR and Bobby
I know you tiiiired bro, they did you wroooong mane,
let it go though, you focused on the wroooong thang,
can't be solo, we sposed to be they cushion,
think yo waaaay through the dumb shit keep pushin,
chill and smile when they reach out to you,
if it's money involved ya baby mama WILL lie to you,
she don't mean no harm, let her think you a fool,
she can do what she wanna do if the kiiiids cool,
to my homies in school, dont be tryna fit in,
fine girls get fat, thugs go to the pen,
all athletes dont go pro, don't be concerned
make the world PAY YOU for you learned, (see her)
she bought a positive pregnancy test off craiiiigslist,
for some punk who gave her a necklace,
beat it raw now her stomach gettin fatter,
you start listenin too late- now it don't matter
Track Name: Arkansas In They Face ft JLR
Put the needle on the record main
any kind of beat, be it street I'ma wreck it mane
don't think it is when I said it ain't
'm in my own zone if I hear the phone Ima let it rang
see a hoe check a hoe punk ass n*****
they must be pumping sugar up in your IV
Stacks with straps really all I need
plus a quick of Razorback Gorillaz behind me (yikes!)
you can kind of see where I'm headed
not a tough guy just a good n**** with a gun fish
if you're gassed up come get it
my team supreme 93, you 87 unleaded
you went out of your way to git me up
then forgot about me don't be lying to me like you hit me up
she likes it when I throw my city up
I'm suckin on her holding her with two hands like a sippy cup
Track Name: Go Super!
Bitch I'm bout to go super (x2)
501s and Supras, chillin in the 501 with my troopers
Bitch I'm bout to go super (x2)
Got college students and cougars buying up macs, shoddis, and rugers
Track Name: Closing In ft Jem and Bobby
Look I know I'm from the hood, but that don't mean I can't be good
Make em see
It's complicated but i'm straight, if they just wait,I'm gonna make them proud of me
I won't chase your spotlight the rest of my life cuz all of my time belongs to God
I'm focusin' and i'm closin in cuz i'm s'posed to win but that don't mean it won't be hard

Verse 1
I look around and i just cannot seem to find nobody who on my level
Someone to share all this pain that I'm feelin I'm not tryin to say that I'm special
Nobody willin, the police is killin us, they sayin my life is worthless
They eat today an I'm s'posed to go pray for my afterlife blessings in churches

Fuck what they talkin bout, stand up I'm walkin out, I promise this ain't what's happenin
Jewish people help the younger Jewish people, Black people mad cuz I'm saggin
Why they so focused on fashion? Put me to work and I'll wear what you ask me
(I) Don't want respect, just a check for a business loan so I can go cash it
The tolerance it just ain't there, table uneven this ain't fair
I don't want her so she calls me sperm donor on the one time I can't help
Soldier, so I ignored it- I wish my life was recorded
So after my baby grow maybe I can show daddy's side of the story (LAWD!)
And knowin ain't half the battle, you better go ask the pastor
Steppin up your mental gives you the potential to cause a disaster faster
So gimme my beatdown
I can't wait to look at their face when I get back up bloody
And tell em to hit me again, I'm willing to bleed to win, you can't FUCK with me
Track Name: Same Size
Your house might be bigger
Your car might be bigger
Your bank might be bigger
But our graves gonna be the same size
Remember what's important before you die
Track Name: Ain't Goin Home ft Playa Mone
Countin money at the stoplight- this can't be it
I'm about to turn my phone off and think up on a lick
I ain't goin home tonight (x2)
Countin money at the stoplight- this can't be all
I help too many people to ever think I'ma ball
I ain't goin home tonight (x2)
Track Name: Let's Talk About It
Let's talk about my sickness
Let's talk about my guns
Let's talk about how nobody loves no one
Let's talk about my sadness
Let's talk about my health
Let's talk about how everybody really livin for they self
Track Name: Nerd From The Hood
Verse 1
Upgrade after upgrade, I keep it crackin
Bandana with glasses, gloves, skull, what's happenin
Some of y'all don't understand my energy
I told the hood it couldn't have my identity
I'ma be who my folks raised and do it major
My location will not determine my behavior
And that goes both ways homie, I'ma back it up
Politicians, pastors, millionaires- I dap 'em up
(They gone respect me)

Cuz we the same; chasing women and runnin game
Speaking up for the fam; just in a different language
My parents made sure i was too many thangs
Before i was labeled a black male, and i became
Leader of the community, poor folks advocate
Don't play us like we dumb and lazy, ho i ain't havin it!
(I) Be up in the heights, but i grew up in the trap
Nerd from the hood was sent to bridge the gap

Verse 2

Through the sickness, daps, mugs, and one-armed hugs
Hard workers emerge baby, we ain't ALL thugs
Yellow spots on my eyes, family name on my back
Blood pressure be high, eczema on my tats
She rides and wants inside but can't find an opening
Women say I'm so focused that I'm emotionless
I let em get away with saying it's true
God put me here for a reason, it wasn't to cater to you
Keep it a hundo!
They wanna run up on me so I keep a gun close
Reach my hand out when they be in a bad spot
I'm trying to grow a cash crop for the have-nots
And keep 'em out the cemetary
We more than strippers, students, and secretaries
Put a foreign country down on your itinerary
Overseas gives the ghetto respect
Buy a ticket with your refund check!
(I got a hundred on it!!)
Track Name: Diamond Store (RMX) ft. Mr. LV
Fresh up out the diamond store, lil cardboard box with a bow
Building these relationships, no limit to how far i'll go
I don't care if you friend or foe, they get wrong and i'll shoot them both
Jealousy can turn blood to water, I'm thuggin harder like fuck them folks!

Hostile turf, i'm on site- chasin paper you ain't got to watch my back
Feel like something ain't right, ask where the bathroom at and go cock my strap
I'm a nerd, you ain't got a mind like me, pussy ass punk never shine like me
It's baby oil on your jesus piece, niggas see through like pizza grease
Ain't nothin wrong with struggle, start accepting it
Fake niggas ain't gone turn real, stop expecting it
They get mad cuz i don't fuck wit them but i don't care
Yeah i burned that bridge on purpose cuz that hoe didn't lead nowhere

Verse 2

Touchdown, 1 foot in the door
They're watching my moves, everything I do looks like it's a pose
What's up with his clothes? That's not in the store so where did he go?
The women responding: That's that big, bad, bully 6-0
Killing with no conscience cuz i'm a vet, fuck your respect,
You ain't no threat, look at your neck, what is that brass?
Niggas ain't checkin your tags - 187 your swag
If you were gettin money then you wouldn't be gettin mad
Canada Sunday, UK Tuesday, you stay high cuz your life is trash
Waitress fight to take my order cuz i'm splendid
I don't love her but I'm laid back and I tip big
She can't stop touchin on me, looks like it's a win/win
She instagramming my receipt but i an't trippin, it's all in the game