TRY ft. KeyLock Beats Lyrics

From the salt soaked brow of those that spear headed

Flows the ever growing knowledge from a father to a fledgling

To the taper faded temples formed a dimple on your second

I'm about a cut away from an obscure shakur reference

Just collect it and smile, we'll go half on scowls

Let all these baby birds step to us and bat for the cowl

We'll get fat from the vermin seeking the court from the crown

We'll keep the MC-ing between you and me and that's a vow(el)

Ah, sEE I knOw yoU won't go making this here easy, Does it

Ever cross your mind we were once a dime a doz, Cousin

Let's keep it breezy, bruvin, Like Mister Brown when he Run it.

50 percent to gunit, Let's Bullet Bill to the Summit

Though armed with nothing, but limbs like hammers

The grimmest grammar, that silky slander, that tilt enchanters

And It may come off as the filmiest-flammer to spilled milk grandeur

But those in need of a bedside manners will feel enamored

Come on, come on, Aye yo, get up

A little effort ain't enough

Come on, come on, Aye yo, get up get up

One night of poetry, lead to me many questions

If I only know up, then why need a sense of direction

When success is the only road, derailed by imperfections

And not knowing corrections made failure my only heading

I froze... and feared the thought of losing

Not in a sense of giving up, but not owning my movement

Like every steps a dozy, mi madre's life on the line

Any misstep on a crack would place pressure upon her spine

So keep that mind when I say I'm the kindreds Cronus

A goodwill slogan, dystopian's lack of motive

Mi padre's most potent, sobrino's reason to focus

Mi tia's bag of roses, Abuelo's lone Magnum opus

The magnums broken, keep on stroking, this avid richard

A shot in the dark, to a work of art, to a spoiled victor

Cause If the ink is dispelled and cysts form on my grippers

Then I'll write with the blood that's pouring from the very blisters

Come on, come on, Aye yo, get up

A little effort ain't enough

Come on, come on, Aye yo, get up get up

Carry me, carry me to your comfort zone

Comfy throne, where I see there's no struggles known

I've taken on the struggle from you plus my own

Plus, set tones, for my people to carry on

Carry me, carry me to your comfort zone

Comfy throne, where I see there's no struggles known

I've taken on the struggle from you plus my own

Plus, set tones, for my people to carry on