Aasim, Keon - Blackbirds (Rock Version) lyrics

DJ Self, the Prince of New York
I represent the Empire State
And once in a blue moon
I come across an artist
That got the industry on lock
That got the streets on lock
I introduce to you, Aasim

Lullabyin' with a gunshot
What am I but a mugshot
From the sludge with the bloodclaats
Foul air I breathe, 'til my lungs stop
In broad day, robbin' nuns at the bus stop
Change fallin' out my pocket, bums pick it up
Lorraine suck it 'til I bust
One and lick it up
Dollar cabs, niggas stick 'em up
Cash in my hand's for
The frivolous and young, i could give a fuck
But, I ain't givin' up with ease
My life is at a million degrees
I got children to feed and I'm a rookie
The biggest cut of crack I
Ever saw was a cookie
Chopped it up and stuck it in Lorraine pussy
What? You gon' give me a job?
Night time at White Castle
Lookin' over the fries
I'm a soldier with pride
Fuck lettin' tears shed from my eyes
I shed blood and put my faith in the skies
Uh

Said I just can't get a job
So I had to steal and rob
Said I lost my baby brother
'Bout to leave my baby mother

My design
Rain like the biggest hurricane of all time
Mouth piece for the deaf, dumb, and the blind
With crime I learned ins and outs
I'm sure I'm gon' die so I
Don't live with any doubts
I'm sleepin' on the couch
Watch the mice run about
Not married to my girl
Mama say we playin' house
The fire niggas claimin' they blaze
I'm here to douse
Loud-mouth soon to be quieter than the mouse
You think when you the only one broke
And so you pout
Bitches back is like candles
Aas' blow 'em out
From fold out futons to Benzes and Yukons
The struggle worth every bit of trouble
Grind similar to calisthenics
Help a soldier build muscle
Character and hunger
To make it through the thunder
It's always like a jungle when you younger
You come up short, you goin' under
Body parts in the dumpster

To have to livin' with my mama
Gotta hold on to my honor
Shit I've been goin' through some problems
Said my father didn't bother

Death is not a option, it's a given
That's why I'm here to
Do it all while I'm livin', prayin' God'll
Forgive my sinnin', the women I
Done left in the cold, frigid
Samantha, Nicole, and Bridget
I'm on the budget no more poor talkin'
Money comin' by the hun'eds
To the thousands 'til I'm royal filth
Niggas wearin' dresses tryin' to
Say they kilts
You ain't on the top, you wearin' stilts
Your career was built
Feel the spirit's of the children that
Was killed by stray bullets
Never lived life to it's fullest
And look at all the
Bullshit, the hurdles we jump, to get ahead
And catch a three-to-ten and
Never breathe again
Soome niggas play pretend
Some scars never mend
When I play the game, the rules gotta bend
Sucker and soldiers they never blend
So you outta the loop
Old nigga gettin' young bitches
Fresh outta the coop

Said I'm out here on this corner
Said that I could be a dogger
But, I stand just like a soldier
With the world up on my shoulder