Lethal Weapon – Lyrics

Fresh outta county, bout to kiss freedom on all 12 oz
And get back to Wylie for the round trip
Crownleess and still takin’em to the mountain top of the township
Just don’t get addicted to lookin’ down on your former surroundings
Riverside Plaza, city in the sky: sovereign
Vietnamese and East African Kings fostered
On the training grounds we built the game around while gettin’ gamed around
Brown Kid Crew, clenched fists, but where they aimin’ now?

They can’t claim our sound, they can’t chain my mouth,
With my crew alive on arrival, so now they gotta take me out
Oooooooohhhhh
All eyes can’t see what they already refuse to see
Cast a shadow further than the tallest buildin’ yo city got
Evil’s only relative to how much you willin’ to avenge a loss
Gave her an overdosed smirk of reposado and “so sure”
All she could do is posture and pose first and try to re-cast that same ol’ curse

But lesser restoration in my veins, I’ll turn your whole world
To a hymnal singin’, tissue slingin’, cold church
You livin’ in bold words where forward progress don’t speak
Every time your mouth moves, I’m wonderin’ why the retreat
I’m dedicated to movements, behooved to servin’ the underserved
Call it “good deed” or “crime”, when I arrive
It’s right on time

Holy Ghost, count me in. I’m all in.
Hold me close. I still got soul to give.

Oh so long ago, I sold my soul way down the river.
The only lie I told ya was when I said that I was simple

Outta sorts, outta my lane and still on my way
Wakin’ up somewhere between Johnny Blaze and Robby Reyes
These wheels don’t turn the same anymore, it’s a new pace
The view blurs to a barely recognizable face

Enemies relate to my state without bein’ kin to me
They put the pen to me and I rewrote what they thought was the end of me
B-L-E-N-D definitely, and evidently
They want us all locked up like the Sentry
Proof, don’t always tell the truth
And if you need more of it you’re most not likely to move
You still don’t know the half, let alone the math
Pop that good shit and I’ll talk right back

I’ve been bendin’ at the rules for so long
I can barely tell ya where they apply
And if it’s the act of getting’ caught or just the act,
it’ll catch up to you… right on time.

Holy Ghost, count me in. I’m all in.
Hold me close. I still got soul to give.

Oh so long ago, I sold my soul way down the river.
The only lie I told ya was when I said that I was simple
Now y’all wanna swim in reverse
You gotta celebrate the gift with the curse

They been keepin’ up, Gary Hall Jr. 50M Freestylin’
As I’m flip turnin’ outta drownin’ in Powers
Countless hours countin’ down in a county asylum
Sure as hell ain’t no sunshine whether or not she’s around here
I’m in your city whether or not we ou’chere
I’m felt like the wind, the dead of night, and a pending doom from irrational fear
I’m empty enough to laugh and put a crack in the mirror
If it’s anything less than chaotic neutral, I won’t have it in here

I’ve had a few, and I don’t mind
I don’t mind
The life of a workin’ class villain. What a time to be survived
By melanin soon to be victim and suspect of the same crime
Brown and Black Kids in a class you can’t be in
I’m standin’ in a casket that ya can’t fit in
If that’s all you got is runaway slave cops, then celebrate all you want
Cos they ain’t amountin’ to half of this

Wylie and I from different worlds, but we cut from the same Galactic Champion
Yeah, we getting’ after it
You aimin’ to be the first or the last to grin
Good luck, the price of life aint the smile you have to give
Now y’all wanna swim in reverse,
You gotta celebrate the gift with the curse

Ridin’ ‘til the city gives in
If we paint one color, let it be crimson
Never wanted anything in this life of mine
A future brighter than neon, and it’s always…. Right on time.