Brizzy The Ace - Pick Up The Boots Lyrics

Im talkin bout Roots so you Pick Up The Boots Nigga
From the day that we born ain't we goin' through shit
A statistic at birth serve the world with no tip
Issa head full of wonder jus look at the kid
Hopefully by 18 won't be clockin' a bid
And he grew up to quick, now look whatchu did
No Nigga you cant visit the times that you miss
I pictured a life to be better than this
And they say it get worse well ain't that a bitch
They say it's on us and that's posed to suffice
Like to lie in our face and expect playing nice
And I'm tired of thinkin sinkin lonely nights
When the gold we been told lyin' deeper in life
But not even deep cuz its right on your street
Youngins at play and you know they won't stop
Aint worried bout shit, aint even a cop
These was the days when life was on top
All dem Niggas all runnin after softee
Boutta hit da schoolyard know we walkin' or
Niggas ridin bikes needa lemon waterice
Shoot a spiral through the night Niggas Spit? Niggas hit
No fight, we fight but we Niggas so we tight
Shorties makin they dances yo what is the time
Yo it dont even matter the day in its prime
To the roof we climb, in the house dinnertime
After we finished we out on da dime
As the hours go by where we'd sit by the school
Da clubbers is out so the kids act a fool
Rednose was da shit but we all in grade school
Shouts to da asians who runnin the store
If you profile me Ima clean out da store
My pop say no, well I'm still out the door
At the end of the day this shit make up my core
From the day that we born we all goin' through shit
A statistic at birth serve the world with no tip
Issa head full of wonder jus look at the kid
Hopefully by 18 won't be clockin' no bid
Grew up too quick Nigga look whatchu did
Niggas cant vist the times that they miss
I pictured the world to be better than this
They say it get Worse, well ain't that a bitch
Im talkin bout roots so Nigga Pick Up Ya Boots
We all got the same roots so Niggas lets make a truce
The deeper the roots man, the sweeter the juice
So just remember your time, and we can cut off the noose
Blues
I'm talkin bout Roots so just Pick Up The Boots Nigga

Im talkin bout Roots so you Pick Up The Boots Nigga
From the day that we born ain't we goin' through shit
A statistic at birth serve the world with no tip
Issa head full of wonder jus look at the kid
Hopefully by 18 won't be clockin' a bid
And he grew up to quick, now look whatchu did
No Nigga you cant visit the times that you miss
I pictured a life to be better than this
And they say it get worse well ain't that a bitch
They say it's on us and that's posed to suffice
Like to lie in our face and expect playing nice
And I'm tired of thinkin sinkin lonely nights
When the gold we been told lyin' deeper in life
But not even deep cuz its right on your street
Youngins at play and you know they won't stop
Aint worried bout shit, aint even a cop
These was the days when life was on top
All dem Niggas all runnin after softee
Boutta hit da schoolyard know we walkin' or
Niggas ridin bikes needa lemon waterice
Shoot a spiral through the night Niggas Spit? Niggas hit
No fight, we fight but we Niggas so we tight
Shorties makin they dances yo what is the time
Yo it dont even matter the day in its prime
To the roof we climb, in the house dinnertime
After we finished we out on da dime
As the hours go by where we'd sit by the school
Da clubbers is out so the kids act a fool
Rednose was da shit but we all in grade school
Shouts to da asians who runnin the store
If you profile me Ima clean out da store
My pop say no, well I'm still out the door
At the end of the day this shit make up my core
From the day that we born we all goin' through shit
A statistic at birth serve the world with no tip
Issa head full of wonder jus look at the kid
Hopefully by 18 won't be clockin' no bid
Grew up too quick Nigga look whatchu did
Niggas cant vist the times that they miss
I pictured the world to be better than this
They say it get Worse, well ain't that a bitch
Im talkin bout roots so Nigga Pick Up Ya Boots
We all got the same roots so Niggas lets make a truce
The deeper the roots man, the sweeter the juice
So just remember your time, and we can cut off the noose
Blues
I'm talkin bout Roots so just Pick Up The Boots Nigga