Mike Voss, Alfred Banks - Truce Lyrics

Yeah
Turn my voice up in the headphones
Underdog Central
Uh
What is there left to say that hasn't been said yet?
We pullin' up on promoters like "where the bread at?"
They entertainer, they wonderin' why I said that
The Entertainer, these people callin' me Cedric
You gettin' bars for days, but the grind is a bonus
A trail blazer, they treat me like Arvydas Sabonis
Back in New Orleans, they see me like I'm on the homies
Philly got the drip, splash, yea Voss is the homie
Never caught in Sauconys
Jordans and customs only
Air styles, runnin' gunnin' like the pistol is on me
Take a shot, watch it miss
If she hot, watch your miss
Used to sit and picture this when I ain't have no pot to piss
Now I tour across the globe, pretty sure that got 'em pissed
Obstacles do not exist
Squashin' shit, they watchin' this
Walk in any room ever and I don't need credentials
They know my name, Alfred Banks
Underdog Central, yeah
You either call the troops or you call a truce
You either call the troops or you call a truce
Uh, yeah
I said my team got a plan to be eatin', check the pie chart
Smoke an L then craft a masterpiece, this is high art
I'm too smart or too real for my own good
Imagine where Pac would be if he never had known Suge
Hail Mary
I don't know what to say to a reverend
Just an atheist tryna buy real estate up in heaven
Ain't afraid of progression
Smile in the face of depression
Life never gave me losses, all it gave me was lessons
I was battle rappin' right outside of Max's Steaks
Could've made some bad mistakes
Chances that I had to take
Jungle full of rats and snake
Lions, tigers, bears
Skinny muthafucka not surviving fightin' fair
Ain't no shame in game
Be careful saying my name
Cloth I'm cut from customized
They don't make us the same
And Alfred got my back, might as well call me Bruce
Can't beat 'em, better join 'em
Might as well call a truce, for real
Call the troops or you call a truce

Yeah
Turn my voice up in the headphones
Underdog Central
Uh
What is there left to say that hasn't been said yet?
We pullin' up on promoters like "where the bread at?"
They entertainer, they wonderin' why I said that
The Entertainer, these people callin' me Cedric
You gettin' bars for days, but the grind is a bonus
A trail blazer, they treat me like Arvydas Sabonis
Back in New Orleans, they see me like I'm on the homies
Philly got the drip, splash, yea Voss is the homie
Never caught in Sauconys
Jordans and customs only
Air styles, runnin' gunnin' like the pistol is on me
Take a shot, watch it miss
If she hot, watch your miss
Used to sit and picture this when I ain't have no pot to piss
Now I tour across the globe, pretty sure that got 'em pissed
Obstacles do not exist
Squashin' shit, they watchin' this
Walk in any room ever and I don't need credentials
They know my name, Alfred Banks
Underdog Central, yeah
You either call the troops or you call a truce
You either call the troops or you call a truce
Uh, yeah
I said my team got a plan to be eatin', check the pie chart
Smoke an L then craft a masterpiece, this is high art
I'm too smart or too real for my own good
Imagine where Pac would be if he never had known Suge
Hail Mary
I don't know what to say to a reverend
Just an atheist tryna buy real estate up in heaven
Ain't afraid of progression
Smile in the face of depression
Life never gave me losses, all it gave me was lessons
I was battle rappin' right outside of Max's Steaks
Could've made some bad mistakes
Chances that I had to take
Jungle full of rats and snake
Lions, tigers, bears
Skinny muthafucka not surviving fightin' fair
Ain't no shame in game
Be careful saying my name
Cloth I'm cut from customized
They don't make us the same
And Alfred got my back, might as well call me Bruce
Can't beat 'em, better join 'em
Might as well call a truce, for real
Call the troops or you call a truce