Ghettosocks - The Roof lyrics

It always came back to the roof feedback
Recap on the truth the
Past is the proof some say
It’s hard at the top
But the top is the spot where we’d
Always come back to recoup in
Beat-up sneaks postering out in the rain
Clothes soaked chased ghosts for the fame
The process of buildin’ a
Name: every time we got close doors closed
But we chose to maintain maple Butta
Mondays, live rap
Spoken word IDS chicks smokin’ bird jE
And the mothership: we them
Other kids killin’ Saturdays for
The love of it, because of it Bix sold his
Whip - moved to crack
Corner we seen a lot of shit go down on
That corner not swellin’ up
From the kids though
Block fillin’ up with the
Thick smoke, cops yellin’ up to
My window hyper cats
PRD cypher scraps find out where the
Lifers at won and lost
Battles like binary code
We dropped science with the library closed
Taryn Della schooled the Socks
On the ghetto tip, shot the breeze with Aziz
(formed the fellowship) Battle Royale
Took years to fight
But then again some verses
Take years to write

But it always came back to the roof feedback
Recap on the truth
The past is the proof some say
It’s hard at the top
But the top is the spot where we’d always
Come back to recoup in beat-up sneaks
Postering out in the rain
Clothes soaked chased ghosts for
The fame the process of buildin’ a name:
Every time we got close doors closed
But we chose to maintain

FYs got the city crushed, quit bangin’
Them stickers and when I heard
I strangled the liquor that
Cool clown kid Biz
Markie Big Daddy Kane slang kicker fly
Mommy frame hitter praise the
Universal balance of
The most-high i’ll never understand those
Reasons for who’s breathin’ days like
The ebb and flow of
The coastline lost countries under the
Seas two seasons underestimated
We overcame battled each other
Twin pheonixes borne of the flame
Code of the samurai: we
All promised some day
Now you’re overlooking miles
Through the clouds
And sun rays the message: too
Strong the exes moved on and
Never looked back down the
Path they swooned on i keep your
Name written on my whiteboard
Right above my list of goals
So I can write more

But it always came back to the roof feedback
Recap on the truth
The past is the proof some say
It’s hard at the top
But the top is the spot where we’d always
Come back to recoup in beat-up sneaks
Postering out in the rain
Clothes soaked chased ghosts for
The fame the process of buildin’ a name:
Every time we got close doors closed
But we chose to maintain and as the
Days go by I understand why I
Had to struggle - we had to struggle
To make something out of nothing