Button Up Songtext
von Eto

Button up, niggas lettin′ they stomachs touch
Nothin' much, a bottle and a couple bucks
Been there, done that, swam there, swum back
Now feds hang my face at the station with a thumbtack
Before I caught a taste of the bread, I used to crumb snatch
The thought of my lady fuckin′ a crab had me run back
Older mice raisin' young rats, that's a fun fact
Dope in rice, face a cut crack, bag stuff sacks


My integrity is my church
The holy cleanse won′t work if they don′t speak in reverse
I compromise that, I'll never meet what I′m worth
Niggas around the block could never step they feet on my turf
Take it down the way, prayed a thousand days but they doubt the praise
I guess speakin' wisdom gave me a scalp of grace
Old head, I lay in it, I make my own bed
Set the hospital on fire, that′s code red

Yeah, code blue shut the respiratory
They talk about it but never read my story
Got me teachin' the ones set before me
With the same speech they said before me
Who let the lamb dress like wolf? What is he wearin′?
Point him out, left right hook, then we flare him
End of the night, men and the mice sentenced to life
Bet on they stripes then they gotta wear 'em

Take a loss, that's what winners do
Niggas get they graves dug, I just be diggin′ through
He gotta wear it if he fit the shoe
You′re no longer a CI at the pigeon stew