Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Survival, artist - Koolade
Date of issue: 05.10.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Survival |
I was born in the beast’s belly |
Running through the streets smelly |
Daytime, summer hot like a fleece skully |
Running 'round, no shirt on, throwing dirt bombs |
Chasing little girls that had skirts on |
If we wasn’t on the block then we going swimming |
Public pool, feeling the butts of grown women |
Little shorties trying to stroke ass |
Swam in our shoes cause on the bottom was broke glass |
On two hand touch I had a nice team |
After the game, nana threw down money for ice cream |
Yup, and Good Humor had the best stock |
Some days I had to chase the truck to the next block |
And if we got in a fight, you might get it |
I was quick to pick up some shit and hit a nigga wit it |
It didn’t matter, either bottle or stick, or a half a brick |
I look back and I laugh at the shit |
I had four different fights with the same guy |
I won two, lost one and one was a tie |
We always kept score like that |
It was raw like that |
I kinda wish now was more like that |
It’s funny how the hood make you, it could break you |
If your mind ain’t strong enough then it could take you |
I used to wish that I could rise above it |
I’d love it |
But I was too young to understand the size of it |
They say the name of the game is «survival» |
Open the door I’m alive on arrival |
And when I’m in I ain’t trying to leave |
You don’t know what I’m trying to achieve |
I’m trying to breathe |
(Just breathe) Just breathe |
Uh huh, just breathe |
By the time I hit the age of 16 I wanted major cream |
On the block, trying to shine like a laser beam |
If you had the Gucci frames then the coochie came |
It was all about the cats that had designer names |
I couldn’t get the shit that some got |
I didn’t sell crack rock, I didn’t have a wicked jump shot |
I was known for rapping, keeping it popping |
Finally I got a summer job, sweeping and mopping |
Bringing home like four and some change was so strange |
No more wearing them jeans with no names |
I started dressing trying to out flash |
So Fresh and So Clean clean like I was Outkast |
A couple friends had another route |
If they thought she had money on her, they’d knock your mother out |
I had to see we wasn’t kids now |
Same cats that played on the block with was doing bids now |
From the past up until the present |
To growing up and reaching adulthood from an adolescent |
I see them 20 inch rims, I understand why you got those |
Riding through Brooklyn, hitting potholes |
It’s just a way to tell yourself that you finally made it |
Don’t give a damn if the rest of the world kind of hate it |
Nobody understand the wild type of shit we facing |
And all we had to do to rise above the situation |
They don’t understand the platinum chains and ice rings |
They don’t realize we never had no nice things |
I’ll always remember, how I started out though |
Don’t ever forget, how it was without doe |
This feels good like a swim in the gym |
Representing for my women and men, feel me again |