Tell ’Em Like

[Verse 1: Austin]
So I tell em like
Swing low sweet chariot low
How'd I grow so obsessed with what I barely know
It feels right since I built hype
Now I know what if feels like when my dreams make more sense than real life
But I ain't mad I ain't mad it'll never phase him
Pressure all on my shoulders but it'll never break him
Went from chillin in the Loafers steady making schemes
To a city full of people that be chasing dreams
Some people spend they're lives, others give up quick, but when the house falls you gotta pick up sticks
But I picked up bricks and made the house from sctratch
Came from humble beginnings and had a city to match
I had it all figured out when I walked through the door
But I don't know what it is that I want anymore
So all night I just rock the mic and find a way to tell myself it'll be alright
It's like...

[Verse 2: Quinny C]
So I tell em like
Look, all that I am is the truth
The man in the booth will stand and salute
The plan is the proof, I hand it to you
It reflects everything that i've managed to do
A stamp of approval from those who will listen
A choice? Composition I voice my opinion
No longer worried bout the lack of my writtens
In hopes to impress those who plan demolition
Destroying my vision and every single image
But every single strip of my blood line printed
Goes outside the limits of a cut dry sentence, deflects all the overlaced dumb rhyme spitting
So what time is it? Time to get down with the front line with it
Life into love, that's what I'm spitting
So this is for your mind that's one time pimpin
So I tell em like...