Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Shelter, artist - KIllarmy. Album song Silent Weapons For Quiet Wars, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 04.08.1997
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Wu
Song language: English
Shelter |
We gon' do it like this, do it like this, word |
Check it out yo, yo, yo |
Through difficult times it’s hard to maintain |
Lookin' for the shelter that blocks out the rain |
Stress and pain could leave a mark on the brain |
But one thing’s for sure black God remains |
Through difficult times it’s hard to maintain |
Lookin' for the shelter that blocks out the rain |
Stress and pain could leave a mark on the brain |
But one thing’s for sure black God remains |
Through difficult times, lots of unexpected |
My pops disapproves 'cause I wanna make records |
But check it, my home life for second, I feel neglected |
I bounce the first chance I get, I stop to think a second |
I wreck it, damn I’m gonna need a place to sleep |
No major cream |
I call up the God Supreme |
I analyze, I’m plannin' up a strategy |
Fuck a fantasy, I’m dealin' with reality |
Mentality that’s wilder than the average cat |
I snatch a cream and sell a nigga’s candle wax |
I hit the tracks, I hold cycle with my brothers |
All is understood, peace lies amongst each other |
But meanwhile, I maintain to keep the same |
I smoke a bone every now and then to ease the pain |
But through the struggle, I know that only God remains |
Through difficult times it’s hard to maintain |
Lookin' for the shelter that blocks out the rain |
Stress and pain could leave a mark on the brain |
But one thing’s for sure black God remains |
Through difficult times it’s hard to maintain |
Lookin' for the shelter that blocks out the rain |
Stress and pain could leave a mark on the brain |
But one thing’s for sure black God remains |
The streets is bugged |
Seein' young soldiers pedal drugs by the pound |
The scheme is to catch cream at a fast rate |
Start movin' the product from state to state |
Lay up and watch the profits inflate |
Now you’re a big-time hustler, full-time heavyweight contender |
But you must remember |
That your thoughts must be cold just like December |
Stay low key so you won’t catch a case |
Throws comin' in from the fiends who smoke base |
Madman clientele, see your apartment start to swell |
The last thing on your mind is a jail cell |
You’re blind, all you see is money |
Lost in the illusion of luxury |
It’s a shame, you’re in the game for the fame and the name |
So spin the wheel of misfortune |
I heard with the sling that escorts ya |
Now your life is in jeopardy |
Because you the brothers that’s livin' in the army |
Through difficult times it’s hard to maintain |
Lookin' for the shelter that blocks out the rain |
Stress and pain could leave a mark on the brain |
But one thing’s for sure black God remains |
Through difficult times it’s hard to maintain |
Lookin' for the shelter that blocks out the rain |
Stress and pain could leave a mark on the brain |
But one thing’s for sure black God remains |
Keep calm and don’t expose any weak points |
We’ll all line up and fight together |
I say, we must all stay together as a single unit |