Ghettosocks, Edgar Allen Floe - Don't Turn Around lyrics
[Ghettosocks, Edgar Allen Floe - Don't Turn Around lyrics]
I can’t turn around i’ve come too
Far to turn back now I
Burn words into tracks i knew this
Kid back in the day
He used to tuck his pants into his
Socks when rackin’ his paint when it came to
Color schemes he had immaculate
Taste like pistachio
Terracotta, aqua and grape at a young age
Left mom and dad in the dust
Started droppin classes and poppin
Tags in the bus black mops in the bag
Was a must
Always holdin so much rustoleum his
Hands were black from
The crust he cruised through the
Streets amused with the beef
Whistled tunes through his teeth
With the moves of a thief didn’t talk - more
Likely to do than to speak
Put a fill-in in the
Caf and cut school for a week every spot
He rocked another notch on his belt
But little did
He know the fumes were rottin his health
Plus the cops had a plot to
Get him locked in a cell
As he ran down the alley all
He thought to himself was
(Don’t turn around) gotta keep
Goin’- gotta keep on
(Don’t turn around) gotta keep
Movin’- gotta be strong
(Don’t turn around) - ‘cause nothing
In the past will change
I knew brother man since day-one he
Represented new beginnings as the
First son, the first child grew
Up under the worst cloud
Full of pouring rainlow-budget so
His block remained flooded
With drugs and crime he really wanted to
Shine but a rare gem in a diamond mine
Full of souls of coal he kept
Diggin - found knowledge and wisdom
And understood it’s so
Easy to be a victim but nobody’s perfect
Illegal splurges - larsony‘coulda
Shoulda woulda’ been the verdict if
He ever got prosecuted but never was caught
Can’t tell him not to do
It if you never knew but no
I’m speakin true-story not a movie
That little boy is yours truly a tough
Road but Floe’s goal was finishing first
They say ‘god made dirt - dirt
Won’t hurt - if you just’
(Don’t turn around) gotta keep
Goin’- gotta keep on
(Don’t turn around) gotta keep
Movin’- gotta be strong
(Don’t turn around) - ‘cause nothing
In the past will change
I met this girl a couple months back we
Used to check movies drink coffee chit
Chat we had the odd drink but we
Never hit the sack ‘cause she
Already had a man and I respected that
Be the first to admit it, young
Lady looked good she always worked hard and
Kept her nose in the books
Going through to be a doctor and
Certainly would ‘cause her average
Did damage when it broke through
The roof our friendship
Was plutonic but her boyfriend
Didn’t want it
It’s ironic cause that fact made her wanna
Get up on it so just when I
Think I’m in the friend zone
She’s looking at me like I’m open in the end
Zone made a pass at the kid so i’m asking the
Chick ‘bout her other half - she acted all
Passive and shit if I was
Nineteen I’d be smashin
It quick so when I told her to chill
She asked me to split and
(Don’t turn around) gotta keep
Goin’- gotta keep on
(Don’t turn around) gotta keep
Movin’- gotta be strong
(Don’t turn around) - ‘cause nothing
In the past will change i can’t turn around
I’ve come too far to turn back
Now I burn words into tracks
Far to turn back now I
Burn words into tracks i knew this
Kid back in the day
He used to tuck his pants into his
Socks when rackin’ his paint when it came to
Color schemes he had immaculate
Taste like pistachio
Terracotta, aqua and grape at a young age
Left mom and dad in the dust
Started droppin classes and poppin
Tags in the bus black mops in the bag
Was a must
Always holdin so much rustoleum his
Hands were black from
The crust he cruised through the
Streets amused with the beef
Whistled tunes through his teeth
With the moves of a thief didn’t talk - more
Likely to do than to speak
Put a fill-in in the
Caf and cut school for a week every spot
He rocked another notch on his belt
But little did
He know the fumes were rottin his health
Plus the cops had a plot to
Get him locked in a cell
As he ran down the alley all
He thought to himself was
(Don’t turn around) gotta keep
Goin’- gotta keep on
(Don’t turn around) gotta keep
Movin’- gotta be strong
(Don’t turn around) - ‘cause nothing
In the past will change
I knew brother man since day-one he
Represented new beginnings as the
First son, the first child grew
Up under the worst cloud
Full of pouring rainlow-budget so
His block remained flooded
With drugs and crime he really wanted to
Shine but a rare gem in a diamond mine
Full of souls of coal he kept
Diggin - found knowledge and wisdom
And understood it’s so
Easy to be a victim but nobody’s perfect
Illegal splurges - larsony‘coulda
Shoulda woulda’ been the verdict if
He ever got prosecuted but never was caught
Can’t tell him not to do
It if you never knew but no
I’m speakin true-story not a movie
That little boy is yours truly a tough
Road but Floe’s goal was finishing first
They say ‘god made dirt - dirt
Won’t hurt - if you just’
(Don’t turn around) gotta keep
Goin’- gotta keep on
(Don’t turn around) gotta keep
Movin’- gotta be strong
(Don’t turn around) - ‘cause nothing
In the past will change
I met this girl a couple months back we
Used to check movies drink coffee chit
Chat we had the odd drink but we
Never hit the sack ‘cause she
Already had a man and I respected that
Be the first to admit it, young
Lady looked good she always worked hard and
Kept her nose in the books
Going through to be a doctor and
Certainly would ‘cause her average
Did damage when it broke through
The roof our friendship
Was plutonic but her boyfriend
Didn’t want it
It’s ironic cause that fact made her wanna
Get up on it so just when I
Think I’m in the friend zone
She’s looking at me like I’m open in the end
Zone made a pass at the kid so i’m asking the
Chick ‘bout her other half - she acted all
Passive and shit if I was
Nineteen I’d be smashin
It quick so when I told her to chill
She asked me to split and
(Don’t turn around) gotta keep
Goin’- gotta keep on
(Don’t turn around) gotta keep
Movin’- gotta be strong
(Don’t turn around) - ‘cause nothing
In the past will change i can’t turn around
I’ve come too far to turn back
Now I burn words into tracks