The People's Revival - Mo.Fugz

Intro

L.T., C.T., W.L.
I never really knew you, but the brother's loved you well
The stories they tell, how in blood you fell
This is for my crew, Thugz: N.L.

Bridge:
Have you heard the word?
This is the people's revival
Thrive in these streets
Only fittest survive all

Hook:
We'll be Gray
Till the Day
That we die
We'll be holdin it down
Even when we in the gorund
We'll be Gray
Till the Day
That we die
Yeah, these'll always be brothers
i'll be buried in these colours
We'll be Gray
Till the Day
That we die
We'll be holdin it down
Even when we in the ground
We'll be Gray
Till the Day
That we die
Cause this is N - L - T - P

Verse 1:

This one's for the fallen
in Heaven somewhere ballin'
where the bottles never empty
and the cops is never callin'
Where the bluntz is always rollin
Where the chains is always golden
where the verses always flowin
and the girls are always showin'
Goin where ever they wanna
No shortage of marijuana
more scotch than scotland
more tequila than mexicana
Benihanas with the homies
and the pictures they show me
just another lost soul
realizations slowly
Inside I know
If I die I go
To that shaker in the sky
no worries of 5-0
High hopes- thug dreams of gettin money
The land of milk and honey
is directly above me
Lovely, but I'm here for the moment
and i've stolen it
holdin it hostage
like there was some gold in it
rollin in escalades?
not on my escapades
rather steal a rusted-out broken down chevrolet
everyday makin them divi-dividends
internally wonderin' if it ever ends
sittin in a pen in the next 5-10
wonderin' how i got there
what'd I do again?
Since when could this damn bluff
carryin' handcuffs
guns, badges, pepper spray think that hes man enough?
and man I'm Puffed up, hood up, hat low
no more dro, move on to patrone, ready to roll
fuck the slow flow im quick paced and shit faced
I spit one bar, and lay waste to this place
get blazed, talk shit the bitch goin get laced
make decisions in haste, these thugs is crazed

Jump to Bridge/HOOK

Verse 2

Suicidal mothers and homicidal brothers
Never do as I do, go and emulate some others
Lovers of these chemicals
Watch 'em as they spend it all
Marijuana, Cocaine, Liqour and Resterol
Best of all, they always returnin'
Yearnin' to get it burnin'
So I guess I'd better serve them
Hurtin' situations
Burdens of child placements
Generatin' statements
"Is anyone goin' save them?"
Pavement lined with chalk
People stare and gawk
Another soldier layin' colder over a rock
Glocks, games, shots of 'caine
Make 'em insane
Just anotha day seein' brothers get slain
Crazed tendencies
is there remedy?
these enemies
disguised as friendly
eventually incurable will stumble upon miracle
look back, it's satirical
new born and spiritual.

Jump to Bridge/HOOK

Verse 3:

It's where dreams go to die
it's where thieves go to fly
it's where everything that ever meant anything's put aside
It's why G's go to ride
It's where she goes to hide
It's in your own backyard
and this shit is world wide
Epidemics of medics
but they said they'd regret it
ingestin' these sedatives
much to their discredit
theoretic rhetoric
only care of gettin' it
Me, I'm tryna betta it
makin cash illegitimate
never set it aside
always down to ride
just a player in a life
where that yayo preside

Jump to Bridge/HOOK/Bridge





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