Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Foundation, artist - M.O.P.. Album song Foundation, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 14.09.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: E1
Song language: English
Foundation |
| Uh… |
| Uh… |
| C’MON! |
| UH! |
| Firing Squad nigga! |
| Yeah! |
| You see it… |
| First Family… |
| First Family, c’mon… |
| Every night I sit and bask in the memories of Frank and |
| Sayin to myself what the hell was he thinkin |
| Usage of illegal drugs and heavy drinkin |
| Had my old man sinkin |
| Now you never seen the Danze cry |
| But the day that man died |
| My life came crumblin down like a landslide |
| Damn pride, now I’m in the zone |
| Wonderin how long before me and my moms would be alone |
| I remember what he said |
| Layin on his deathbed, rubbin his shiny bald head |
| Respect your sister, don’t follow your brothers |
| Take care of your mother… I love ya He told me he believed in me And he has given me The strength to be as strong as I need to be That's when I realized he was leavin me It wasn't just my heart or my eyes |
| deceivin me At the age of fourteen |
| It was more than just a goal or dream |
| To take care of my queen |
| It’s my turn to stand firm as I could stand |
| My father was a good man |
| HOOK 2X w/ Lil Fame |
| For the Foundation |
| We have suffered *Blood, Sweat and Tears* |
| And cleared all complications |
| Put it down, in any situation |
| Now, you are the last generation |
| I was introduced to shootouts, winos |
| Dope fiends, 5−0 |
| Gamblers, scramblers, pan handlers |
| Murderers that took lives just to survive, in 1545 |
| The building, raised as a young nigga |
| With thug niggas |
| Held down drugs for love niggas |
| Drug dealers bang out, gun shots rang out |
| Besides that EZ house, was the hang out |
| Niggas stole cars, and made the spot hot |
| Cuz we parked 'em on the block |
| Like we copped 'em off the lot |
| Can’t forget the older soldiers, Sputnion |
| Man mad poppin B, say Marce’Saratoga! |
| Motherfuckers knew the block that was poppin them guns |
| They was like the first niggas in the hood wit M-1's |
| Some niggas got beat up, them niggas tore the street up They do dirt, come back, |
| Retaliation, niggas shootin for dead |
| They fucked around and mommy got hit in the leg |
| Same night, niggas out to get somethin |
| Malik ran up inside they spot, and hit somethin |
| I learned the game, stay concerned |
| So no matter how the world turn I’ma stand firm |
| Representin where I was born and where I was raised |
| Brownsville! |
| Still goin out in a blaze |
| HOOK 2X w/ Danze |