Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Smothered Mate , by - GZA. Song from the album Grandmasters, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 05.12.2019
Record label: Soul Assassins
Song language: English
Smothered Mate |
| His autobiography had came to an end |
| With the final chapter written in blood upon the skin |
| From snakes, that was dirty as rodents |
| Therefore to a starving one, the call for hunger is potent |
| Some kids at a young age, their skull is fractured |
| Their mind store the sickest images ever captured |
| They draw pistols to resolve issues |
| To give 'em a sense of closure to expose the brain tissue |
| The shells was evidence, of a violent event |
| That left a young dealer bent, from a hundred rounds spent |
| The lifestyle, is a thousand miles from a minister |
| A small con game with something far more sinister |
| Peer pressure got him moving faster, a paradise of mutation |
| Open the gates of disaster |
| And murder is not the only cold blooded crime |
| You got fiends that’ll torture the teens to get a dime |
| Empty ya pockets, nigga, and don’t move |
| You react any other way, and they’ll prove |
| Cuz they ain’t got a problem with laying ya ass out |
| Or putting in work, so you can see what it’s about |
| Money got the flow, nigga, and don’t stop |
| Whether drugs or a hoe, nigga, stay on top |
| Cuz they don’t have a problem with running up in ya house |
| And burning it to the ground, after the shit is doused |
| I told him to save his breathe |
| Cuz he hovered on the brink of death |
| He wasn’t living right before he left |
| His life took an unexpected turn |
| For those who walked that path, here’s a lesson to learn |
| Coming from a nesting ground, of those on the growl |
| In a state of darkness, menacing on the prowl |
| Local rivals and known competitors |
| Who tried to stay clear from the, spying eyes of predators |
| On the hunt, they constantly taught persistence |
| Those with less heart, keep a respectful distance |
| The pray, no, it’s too hot, to lay in the street |
| They find shaded areas, a few feet from the heat |
| Cuz if not, then, it will be costing one |
| Who will soon evaporate under a scorching sun |
| Cuz when the drought is on, it’s little left |
| Then what lies ahead, dehydration and eventual death |
| We doing music from the heart, and not from the charts |