Aspen Songtext
von Boldy James & Real Bad Man

Man uses the spoken or written word to express the meaning of what he wants to convey
His language is full of symbols, but he also often employs signs or images that are not strictly descriptive
What we call a symbol is a term, a name, or even a picture that may be familiar in daily life
Yet that possesses specific connotations in addition to its conventional and obvious meaning
It implies something vague, unknown, or hidden from us
It has a wider unconscious aspect that is never precisely defined or fully explained (let′s get it)

We hit him up on the park swing
The gizmo on this AR beam'll make a nigga duck like he Darkwing
Givin′ niggas head taps with that carbine
Get your coffin cut, ain't no leg casts or no arm slings

Pull up, the scale up, nine ounces, crackers and sardines
Grew up on bail, we five houses from Auntie Darlene
Pushin' Parisian, I was rockin′ Pierre Cardin
Mexican plug kinda resembles Cesar Chavez

Bricklayin′ cinderblocks, that bitch, she drop-dead
Gorgeous, pack assorted, Fetty Wappin' with the mopheads
Kickstand on the chop look like it got legs
Forgis on the Audi, me and Morty in that drophead
Let′s get it


All I know is get the bag in
Put that shit on, nigga never been no has-been
I put my hood on, but wasn't ever known for flashin′
Business, I stood on, but now my neck look like the Aspen

All I know is get the bag in
Put that shit on, a nigga never been no has-been
I put my hood on, but wasn't ever known for flashin′
Business, I stood on, but now my neck look like the Aspen
What else?

Whole thing for the smashin'
Whole hood for the takin', we be crankin′, we be slappin′
Turn the boarded-up bando into a traphouse mansion
Nigga go against the grain, on the gang, we gon' smack him

Lay another demo down, Boldy James, he be spazzin′
'Cause in my ghetto, I done felt more pain than an Asprin
Jurpin′ off the molly water, chokin' off the gaskin
Syrup in my bottled water, Barbie dolls for breakfast

Game time mafia, what else? You talkin′ practice
Pin cushion, 30 clip pokin' like a cactus
Quick to mix a nigga down like a tracklist
There's more than one way to skin a cat and pull a hat trick
Let′s get it


All I know is get the bag in
Put that shit on, nigga never been no has-been
I put my hood on, but wasn′t ever known for flashin'
Business, I stood on, but now my neck look like the Aspen

For real, bad man, know we′ll kill niggas in fashion
My last pill run, we did a milli' off of Ashley
GXFR, 227 everlastin′
For real, bad man, know we'll-, brrt
What else?