Say It Ain't So

Verse 1 (Kevin Junior):

I call it ambition, they call it the ghetto

We call it the rules, if a fool don't wanna get with it

Tell him get it now while the getting's good

Hope your feelings stood by a power source

My peers been volunteered for survival by the ones there to revive you

And i'm here for the cycle, can I hear it through the bible

I'm like, "Hit my number if you down for the fight"

Riding hard when it's trife, no compassion for life

Now please believe i'm tryna kick it

Down for what ever, peer pressure got me twisted

Sounds mighty clever, hope your loyalty ain't shifted

Pounds of a feather, see the light and hope you gripped it

I got the cleanest morals whenever friends in absence

Whenever sins ain't happening

But, ask me what to do when you end up leaving school

Looking for some other dudes cause they jumped ya homie

Best believe we packin' tools up under the waist

Neglecting a case. neglecting the wrong

Perfecting the fake, projecting the weak

Be dead in a week, misled in the street

Its kinda bleak

 

Bridge (Kevin Junior):

Riding hard through the city with them niggas smoking reefer

Pistols in this poverty and pigs tryna keep ya

Down and this karma coming quicker than ya thinking

Hope your conscience speaking to you kinda like

 

Hook (Kevin Junior & Lexie the Lexiconist):

Say it ain't so, so say it ain't so

Say it ain't so, so say it ain't so

Say it ain't so

Say it ain't so, so say it ain't so

 

Verse 2 (Kevin Junior):

I-I stumble, I-I-I fall out

Flip the bird flipping backwards, our acrobatics is all out

Flipping out for the FUNK, all that JAZZ be too convenient

These demons be ROCKing out, POP whatever in every season

If heaven could ever see this they'd peep that we kinda holy

In a sense, no righteousness, innocence been folding

Since militant pistols been visiting, and egos be diligent

Im here now, look, I see now fear now

You wanna ride on me?!

I see karma coming from a mile away, no fear in me so I don't arm up

I don't really need no armor, that's exactly what i'm thinking

When I peep y'all pull up in an all black truck

Them four doors swinging open and y'all on a mission

Notice how the night moon got you steady wishing

That you are who you ain't, ain't no heart of a saint

Smell the blood of a fake, this mirror showing our fate

Your character tryna show, keep your stamina on a rope

Hope your camera can just handle the damaging

Famished and see we planning to help this hunger

Its plain and simple, the game is crippled

Bets are off, we surely lost

Lost forever, falling off like

 

Bridge 2 (Kevin Junior):

Who tryna ride with me?

The penalty's nothing but imma die if we

Keep pressing it, God just take your time with me

The pressure is heavy but imma shine quickly

Just let a sign hit me

 

Hook

 

Verse 3 (Lexie the Lexiconist)

 

Outro (Michael Young):

Hold on (gotta know what you're fighting for)

(Know what you're fighting for)

Hold on (gotta know what you're fighting for)

(I don't wanna fight no more)

Hold on (gotta know what you're fighting for)

(Know what you're fighting for)

Hold on (gotta know what you're fighting for)

(I don't wanna fight no more)