Lenell Louis - forthehometown. Lyrics

Check my manuscript, I sit back and I plot shit
Manifest to lessen stress and wreck shit like a mosh pit
Stop it, EME on that mob shit
Rep the fam from Maryland and DC; you better knock this
Narcotics in the tropics how I drop shit
Now have a seat, watch this
You, my nigga, are bitch made and not it
So why you tryna talk shit?
We can knuckle up or let the Glocks spit
I never start shit, but I'll deposit a couple hollow tips
If you halt up my profits
It's a process
Not a novice, I'ma veteran
Bring it to your door like the mailman
My rhetoric is a detriment like a terrorist in a foreign land
Underestimated and complicated, yet I over stand my nigga
This that hunger, pain and death for you to understand my nigga
This not for the Gram my nigga
This is God's plan my nigga
I bounce back cause I'm 'bout that and I'm here to stay my nigga
I'm making a lane, niggas ain't stayin'
One place just to maintain a lil' change
Nah fuck that, I can't be restrained
EME, we the new brigade

We stay ridin' fast
For the home town
You know I'm on the way
95 South
Do you feel me now?
Rain for ya drought
And the world goes on and on and on
We stay ridin' fast
For the home town
You know I'm on the way
95 South
Do you feel me now?
Rain for ya drought
And the world goes on and on and on

2009 was the start of my decline
I was down bad, I was fucked up & the fault was mine
My crew flourished, I was left behind
And my mom's was on the grind
To get her health up on the rise
But in '14, that was her demise
'17, almost did time
Beat a case, came home to some bullshit to my surprise
But here I am, makin' bands
Countin' racks, makin' plans
To push the brand all in the name of Maryland
So fuck y'all and understand that I don't give a fuck and I never will
Shoot to kill when I'm making deals
Cause you bitch niggas ain't in the field
No for real, I earned my stripes and took my lumps
Took some Ls, came back like Trunks
Super Saiyan shit, watch me stunt
DeSean Jack while I'm gettin' my bucks
Griselda moves when I grab that pump
Frank Castle when the ratchets dump
Magneto moves on your avenues, I give the blues like a Baltimore jawn
I'ma mastermind tryna master mine and undermine every single mind
With hate inside, a thousand times
Until I die for Eclectic Minds my nigga
What I represent is bigger than the muthafuckin' president
It's evident that I'm better than
All y'all niggas so fuck it then
Fuck radio, I give a fuck about clout
My name weighs, yours carries all doubt
My reign pours, you stuck in a drought
I run the game, y'all runnin' y'all mouths
I'm making the moves, takin' over your routes
On my own, don't need a handout
Won't hesitate to eliminate and demonstrate from here on out
Now sit back, take notes
Peep lessons from a goat
In the making, no mistaking
Just embrace it, fuck hatin'
I'm gone

We stay ridin' fast
For the home town
You know I'm on the way
95 South
Do you feel me now?
Rain for ya drought
And the world goes on and on and on
We stay ridin' fast
For the home town
You know I'm on the way
95 South
Do you feel me now?
Rain for ya drought
And the world goes on and on and on