Lady Sing the Blues Songtext
von Killarmy

Please lift us up where we belong
All this time we′re holding on
Lift us up where we belong
Cause life takes over like a small bomb


Mastermind who lived through crime, see my fam sealed in pine
Lowered in the ground, hold my crown, hold my nine
Me and my medallion shine, waited too long
The year is mine, the time is now
What, where and how? Ain't a question
Life′s a lesson, filled with choices, stress and depression
Smoke a jar of lime green shit, to ease my tension
My rap sheet is long, assault, drugs, gun possession
Not to mention, spitting in mics, the kid's profession
Moving crowds gives my dick the hardest erection
Clouds of smoke, burners and shit, vest for protection
But no vest can save when it's time for your grave
All the dirt that I did, all the pain that I gave
All the wilding out I did when my Earth said behave
All them niggas I stuck on my hungry-ass days
All them drugs that I slung with intent to get paid
Was for the better things in life, something I felt I deserved
Nobody else gon′ feed me, I′ll be kicked to the curb
Bought my mom a castle with land, deep in the suburb
She a strong intelligent woman, that's how she gets served
But depending on the next man isn′t part of my plan
Try and sell me a dream, put some cream in my hand
Want to guarantee me numbers on your weekly Soundscan
Try and smile in my face while you shaking my hand
Regarding business and shit but want to shit on my man
Terror is him, terror is the power of man
I let the lady sing the blues with a guitar in her hand

Please lift us up where we belong
All this time we're holding on
Lift us up where we belong
Cause life takes over like a small bomb


Ayo, my mind flashed back to memory lane
I felt adrenaline rush through my veins
Blood stain Major Payne like Damian Wayne
PR terrorist leg got hit
It ricochet, and 4th Disciple arm had split
I ran like the Bionic Man, western stance
General Wise Dillinger just jammed in his hand
Bullets on the loose, shells rip through my feather goose
We at war now like Desert Storm troops
Somehow I escape like Attica inmates
Dodging jakes, push your weight on Shaolin and upstate
Mentally slayed, for righteousness I crave
I plan to be wise and refuse to dig my own grave
Back in the days, of Adam and Eve
I was in the Garden of Eden, rolling trees with leaves
Nowadays, niggas be dying from a virus called stress disease
In New York, everybody screaming they bloods and dogs
Remember thugs and rubber grips′ll send you straight to the morgue
Sometimes I feel like my life is going in circles
Record labels be trying to jerk you
Cross my line, I try to murder you
Giuliani got thugs on the curfew
It's real, like T.M.F., everybody grab they steel
We build at will and save the children for real

Ayo, it′s like, I'm in my old Earth, G
It used to be, me, her, and my grandearth, in the bed
Know what I mean? One room apartment type joint
Vultures all in your shit, you know?
It's like I′mma take a flashback right now
Me and my physical, I love that nigga
We was co-defendants

Yo, my mind flashes back to ′82 when I was seven
Short, light-skinned, curly head
Starting trouble, young god in the schoolyard
Never kept my laces tied, shirt tucked inside
Never abided by the rules that I had to
Me and my physical was on some
Quick to snatch the cash rule from a flashy
Analog nigga in the projects
Known to transport weight out of state
And front with they big boys in the summertime
Cause we was on some, crime time all year round
Tackling pockets, tearing chains off of necks
Straight up disrespectful ways and actions
Towards any man or female
Cause the life that I live and tell
Is identical compared to no one
And I'll be damned if I have to show one

Please lift us up where we belong
All this time we′re holding on
Lift us up where we belong
Cause life takes over like a small bomb