Released: October 12, 2018
Songwriter: Horseshoe G.A.N.G KXNG Crooked
[Verse 1: Kxng Crooked]
It all started when we was youngins way way back
(Boys come in the house dinner's ready) Hol' up
We was hungry we was desperate we was living in the shack
That's fucked up right?
No money and dirty clothes I'm thinking this shit is wack
Yea, I told my brothers don't worry we gon' get up out this trap
They said how's that? I said my niggas let's rap
Dear music it's me Dominick
I'm part of the Family Business conglomerate
Promise to give you my life and I'ma honor it that's why I walk in the booth and spit that psychotic shit
It was all a dream the CD Impala gleam olive green the paint is candy like Halloween
First we gotta become the hottest thing that ya'll have seen like look at Crooked he brought his team to the Colosseum
They all brothers they all sick man you gotta see 'em they got the no limit flow master with out a pot to pee in
Leaving rappers in the mausoleum for the top per diem we some godly beings just take a knee son like you rock with Liam
Got to be in them conversations 'bout Mc'ing the art we got a top degree in like a doctor IT
Rocking like Pac can see 'em in the audience I foreseen it like prophecies the obvious ambiance
Just let me be the tip of the sword lyrical lord niggas who thinking they lyricist listen my pen is ridiculous you can get sent to the morgue when niggas is bored
I owe it to music no more whipping a Ford my click can afford a Bentley fuck them Honda's we on a different accord
[Verse 2: Julius]
Dear music it's me Julius a nigga who born to spit sick to the core I think I should live in a ward
Me and my siblings should be given awards a fine-tuned engine here listen it roars as the engineer sit and record
If Hip Hop die we avenge her like Vision or Thor my mom's handed us the family biz like this shit is yours
Gave us the business like she was Sicilian she chose feeding her children over reaching her dream so I think that we should fulfill 'em
She was the architect now into building now we in the building strong
´What we building can never be dented valuable put a lot of sweat equity in it
As long as ya'll be debating our lines up in barbershops as long as our fans never take our cuts off the top of their list
Then we gon' keep doing what we have to dreams are elusive you don't pursue em' they speed past you
[Verse 3: Dice]
Yeah dear music it's me Andrew I make you listeners feel like you finna read Matthew
I speak the true gospel grew up on cheap ass food bowls of noodle soup assuming you think Campbell's
Nah, Top Ramen two or three and the packs had last you for days if you didn't eat that you starve
So we chased music and we was glad to by the way they call me Dice I knew it would be a gamble
To get up out the streets niggas out who keeps living out our dreams just for spitting styles on beats
Every time we get a bag we split a bag five ways every hunnit k is another twenty thou a piece
My niggas never lose my niggas never sleep never catching L's never catching Z's
But still we dream chase like we moving whit Meek Milly we done play this game the harder way to receive pennies
[Verse 4: Kenny]
Yup, dear music music it's me Kenny the sex addict with the sweet Jimmy
Was taught early how to chew a beat up but actual food I didn't eat plenty
Homeless walking the streets of slums needed somewhere to be when we were young sleeping none 3.01 in the AM in the street where you need a gun trying to think of some bars and attempt to seek some funds 'till we seen The Sun
It was a test to show there's light at the end of the tunnel there's a brighter day if we hustle how we could write to get trough the struggle uh
But now my niggas smile at an obstacle
My niggas never met impossible
Yeah music all day I think about you, the thing about you'se I love every thing about you
Been woke but my life long dreams about you're my GPS I don't know where I'd be without you
[Verse 5: Demetrius]
Dear music it's Demetrius the G in house shoes what would we be without you what would we even amount to
What would be the reason for breathing if my team couldn't out do these rap goats making goat stew like we about to later on in the album
And before rap is dead she giving birth to the new king she 'bout to crown my head
We had to walk down a path that you wouldn't choose so let me put you in my crooked shoes hold on
Life is a grueling battle you lose in full of brutal paddle and bruises then imagine you getting granted with a superpower called music to fight back
Now you can just use it how you would choose so you write raps now you and your crew devouring fools
When you through battling you can produce powerful music but there's a catch your newfound superpower is fused to your heart
So as soon as you start losing your spark just like that you die
Have you figured out the conclusion?
We'll die before me and my niggas not in the top ten with Jigga, Nas and Rakim Big Poppa,Pac, Em
Pardon my sentence but I'm still fucking locked in music is our muse the dopest crew the hawk phlegm
[Outro]
Music yea
Where would I where would I where would I be be
Where would I where would I where would I
Music
Where would I where would I where would I be
Where would I where would I where would I be
With out the fam... The Family business yea oh oh
Hol' up!
It all started when we was youngins way way back
(Boys come in the house dinner's ready) Hol' up
We was hungry we was desperate we was living in the shack
That's fucked up right?
No money and dirty clothes I'm thinking this shit is wack
Yea, I told my brothers don't worry we gon' get up out this trap
They said how's that? I said my niggas let's rap
Dear music it's me Dominick
I'm part of the Family Business conglomerate
Promise to give you my life and I'ma honor it that's why I walk in the booth and spit that psychotic shit
It was all a dream the CD Impala gleam olive green the paint is candy like Halloween
First we gotta become the hottest thing that ya'll have seen like look at Crooked he brought his team to the Colosseum
They all brothers they all sick man you gotta see 'em they got the no limit flow master with out a pot to pee in
Leaving rappers in the mausoleum for the top per diem we some godly beings just take a knee son like you rock with Liam
Got to be in them conversations 'bout Mc'ing the art we got a top degree in like a doctor IT
Rocking like Pac can see 'em in the audience I foreseen it like prophecies the obvious ambiance
Just let me be the tip of the sword lyrical lord niggas who thinking they lyricist listen my pen is ridiculous you can get sent to the morgue when niggas is bored
I owe it to music no more whipping a Ford my click can afford a Bentley fuck them Honda's we on a different accord
[Verse 2: Julius]
Dear music it's me Julius a nigga who born to spit sick to the core I think I should live in a ward
Me and my siblings should be given awards a fine-tuned engine here listen it roars as the engineer sit and record
If Hip Hop die we avenge her like Vision or Thor my mom's handed us the family biz like this shit is yours
Gave us the business like she was Sicilian she chose feeding her children over reaching her dream so I think that we should fulfill 'em
She was the architect now into building now we in the building strong
´What we building can never be dented valuable put a lot of sweat equity in it
As long as ya'll be debating our lines up in barbershops as long as our fans never take our cuts off the top of their list
Then we gon' keep doing what we have to dreams are elusive you don't pursue em' they speed past you
[Verse 3: Dice]
Yeah dear music it's me Andrew I make you listeners feel like you finna read Matthew
I speak the true gospel grew up on cheap ass food bowls of noodle soup assuming you think Campbell's
Nah, Top Ramen two or three and the packs had last you for days if you didn't eat that you starve
So we chased music and we was glad to by the way they call me Dice I knew it would be a gamble
To get up out the streets niggas out who keeps living out our dreams just for spitting styles on beats
Every time we get a bag we split a bag five ways every hunnit k is another twenty thou a piece
My niggas never lose my niggas never sleep never catching L's never catching Z's
But still we dream chase like we moving whit Meek Milly we done play this game the harder way to receive pennies
[Verse 4: Kenny]
Yup, dear music music it's me Kenny the sex addict with the sweet Jimmy
Was taught early how to chew a beat up but actual food I didn't eat plenty
Homeless walking the streets of slums needed somewhere to be when we were young sleeping none 3.01 in the AM in the street where you need a gun trying to think of some bars and attempt to seek some funds 'till we seen The Sun
It was a test to show there's light at the end of the tunnel there's a brighter day if we hustle how we could write to get trough the struggle uh
But now my niggas smile at an obstacle
My niggas never met impossible
Yeah music all day I think about you, the thing about you'se I love every thing about you
Been woke but my life long dreams about you're my GPS I don't know where I'd be without you
[Verse 5: Demetrius]
Dear music it's Demetrius the G in house shoes what would we be without you what would we even amount to
What would be the reason for breathing if my team couldn't out do these rap goats making goat stew like we about to later on in the album
And before rap is dead she giving birth to the new king she 'bout to crown my head
We had to walk down a path that you wouldn't choose so let me put you in my crooked shoes hold on
Life is a grueling battle you lose in full of brutal paddle and bruises then imagine you getting granted with a superpower called music to fight back
Now you can just use it how you would choose so you write raps now you and your crew devouring fools
When you through battling you can produce powerful music but there's a catch your newfound superpower is fused to your heart
So as soon as you start losing your spark just like that you die
Have you figured out the conclusion?
We'll die before me and my niggas not in the top ten with Jigga, Nas and Rakim Big Poppa,Pac, Em
Pardon my sentence but I'm still fucking locked in music is our muse the dopest crew the hawk phlegm
[Outro]
Music yea
Where would I where would I where would I be be
Where would I where would I where would I
Music
Where would I where would I where would I be
Where would I where would I where would I be
With out the fam... The Family business yea oh oh
Hol' up!