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Jumpin' Off/Victory Lap Lyrics - Artist : GRIP
[Jumpin' Off]
Today guys we're gonna be jumping off the porch and- Now I lay me down to sleep Pray the lord my soul to keep God bless A kid that went from progress reports to two 11's in progress From arcades with the gold tokens To gold grills with the fronts open, blunt smokin' From Caprisuns to forty ounces Recess we played outside 'till we heard the whistle Single file lines at the water fountains We used to tote cap guns, and now it's dirty pistols See me, I rather murder instruments The irony, the niggas that couldn't read or write be the ones servin' sentences Jump off the porch, the death of young innocence is imminent And don't none of us benefit off the ignorance A young nigga role model sold dope So we ignore the wise words from the old folks Don't walk 'fore you crawl, don't shit where you sleep What else? Ain't no turnin' back, better think 'fore you leap, nigga! Jump off the porch, it's me and my niggas Of course, I travelled the course with my niggas We used to want whips and chains, but we got bigger Now the only thing on my brain is freein' my niggas And mama said bring yo' ass back home when you see them streetlights This shit get deep, before you leap better think twice Stray society, shh! I say it quietly Lil' niggas marchin' with drums, parading violently Down to let couple rounds off The sirens sound off Nobody snitch, you get away imitatin' a groundhog Lay low until the 12 stop lurking, my cities a circus A wonderland for the street consumer, there's plenty to purchase Hard, soft, weed, Codeine, the Percy's, the Xanie's Daddy gone, mama out clubbin' we raised by our grannies Fist fights, we used to shoot them once when we was lil Them days is dead and gone, now niggas shootin' to kill Don't pull it out unless you gon' do it for real Aye, so you really wanna jump in that field? Where niggas rob, steal, deal, kill, all about they dolla bill No chill, tell me how you fell, tell me how you feel Don't walk 'fore you crawl, don't shit where you sleep What else? Ain't no turnin' back, better think 'fore you leap, nigga! Jump off the porch, it's me and my niggas Of course, I travelled the course with my niggas We used to want whips and chains, but we got bigger Now the only thing on my brain is freein' my niggas (my niggas) And mama said bring yo' ass back home when you see them streetlights (streetlights) This shit get deep, before you leap better think twice [Victory Lap] And look at this! What a victory lap! Uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah It's be real kickin' these raps, uh My whole team should do a victory lap Won't nothing do but W's I can't afford a L Wear my heart on my sleeves, yeah I sport it well And this is only chapter three, I got more to tell Jumpin' off the porch with this one Jumpin' off the porch with this one Jumpin' off the porch with this one Jumpin' off the porch with this one Jumpin' off the porch with this one Mama tried to give me assistance, I ain't listen Bad boys like Pistons, end up stuck in the system On a misson, to feed your hip-hop addiction Sonny Liston, I throw jabs with the vocab, and I ain't missin' Put my disc on, and get your diss on 'Cause you're pissed off that you got pissed on Obi Wan in the rap form Tu-Ahyes gave me the platform, so get a drum or something Clap for 'em, mhm, clap for 'em A lot of niggas nappin' I threw together these tracks for 'em 'Bout to heat the city up, I'm just out getting back warm It's been real kickin' these raps for 'em So 'till next time here's a victory lap for 'em It's be real kickin' these raps, uh My whole team should do a victory lap Won't nothing do but W's I can't afford a L Wear my heart on my sleeves, yeah I sport it well And this is only chapter three, I got more to tell |
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