Brick O’ Dope

[Intro: Red Inf]
Gets dark

[Verse 1: Red Inf]
Walk into the land of the lost
Findin' my way through the maze
While everybody out here tryin’ to floss
Fully loaded and my battery charged, no facade
For every L that I took, I'm here to even the odds
Invisible scars, pain fell right through these bars
Played the hand I was dealt with a deck that was short of cards
Keys open doors, then I started with a half of it
Me and Lefty scramblin', never dodgin’ no challenges
Amongst the savages, calm cat, never panickin'
They brought me in for questionin', I turned into a mannequin
The pressure on and you better not crack
Still havin' nightmares of that raid, thank God they ain't find the crack

[Chorus: UFO Fev & Red Inf]
A brick of boy worth more than a life where I'm from
Them boys get to slidin' tonight where I'm from
The devil hides right in plain sight where I’m from (Right)
Where I’m from, where I come from (Ayo)

[Verse 2: Red Inf]
My congregation conversatin'
We contemplatin’ over cash, we come together like a compilation
No hesitation 'cause time is wastin'
We from the basement, had to build it up, lay the foundation
Hounds hatin', hollerin’ at the moon, it must sound vacant
Earn knowledge, oh, wait, show patience or be a patient
He shot for less, imagine what he'll do to make a statement
The money keeps it flagrant, the gang foul
My bottom bitch bangs bundles like it's in style
Dozin' off with a big smile
I learned life in the wild just like Mowgli
You couldn't bear half the shit I seen as a child
Sharp knives and our guns all loud
Snakes slither around
Thunder sounds, bodies quake on the ground
Spend your life, my second trip uptown
It's all part of the rules, live long enough to sit with the crown, ayo

[Chorus: UFO Fev & Red Inf]
A brick of boy worth more than a life where I'm from
Them boys get to slidin' tonight where I'm from
The devil hides right in plain sight where I'm from
Where I'm from, where I come from (Yo)

[Verse 3: Red Inf]
'Round here, you ain't worth a half
Paramedics get to workin' fast, hard work
We ain't working class, uncle burnin' glass
Was just a baby, but I learned it fast
Barely said a word, but I study math
Rules I stand on solid like we wear all black
Catch a fade, gotta wear all that
Spit a blade, skin grafts could repair that back
Graduated, now we air that MAC
Feds on our tracks
We produce the real, truth revealed
The new legends wouldn't squeal even if a snitch pulled the tail
Watch the game from a Coupe DeVille
My uncle said, "You gon' shoot, young boy, you better shoot to kill"
Hesitate and it gets for real
Don't expect no bail, never let another man fix your meal
That's how I'm on it still
They asked why I make music for the streets and I replied, "That's how I wanna feel"