Skyzoo - Honor Amongst Thieves lyrics

Do you believe, in honor amongst thieves
And celebrating making it out
Here in one piece
Or better yet taking it out
On who couldn't leave
And everything relating to how you
Want it to be
Do you believe, in knowing whatever
You might have seen
Was all just a part of what
We was titled to be
It was all in the song when
We was finding the key
But singing along wouldn't show
What entitlement means
Do you believe, In you being
Told how to be you
Where everything you are is
Supposedly not in cue
From mimicking to you being
Told how to improve
And how you benefit depends
On you following suit
Do you believe, That you can be taught how
To be who you already was
Before you was bogged down
Like "this is what best represents y'all
Nevermind the fact that I've
Yet to step in your yard
Or ever been that involved", do you believe
In loading a 44 and blowing the corridor
For all that you want for
But learning the court of law
Could never be cornered off, unless
You were one of them
Would you just call it off
Or do you believe, That you can
Be given it off of privilege
And you can pass that to
Whoever you coming in with
And that'll lock arms like deciding
That you get it
But the timing of it proves that you didn't
I mean do you believe

Do you believe, do you believe in it all
Being amongst honor if thieves get involved
Or being amongst honor if
Believing what you want
Becomes more than you ever would’ve thought
I mean do you believe

There was a story of a kid
Who had his father everyday
And his father had the grip but
He also had a name
Off of more than just the grip, it
Was off of how he changed
And it was all because his kid
Wasn't supposed to be the same
But the story of his friends was
From off a different page
So his father was the difference
Under all that he became
But he still was with whatever
They could call him any day
And they would get to it together
Every part of him remained
Then the kid had a moment
Where it all rearranged
When some kids unloaded on his
Partner for a name
And the kid saw it all from
The draw to the aim
And he felt like he was woke enough
To want all of the blame
And an idea came to get
The grip like his pops
And have a conversation and end
It with a shot and it all made sense til
He was picturing his pops
And as much as he regretted it
He felt he'd better not
And, then there was a kid
Watching all of the above
With his pops in a theatre and
It caught him like a drug
He was hooked on the idea of wondering if son
Should've stayed to the end and
Started talking with his gun
Cause he felt if it was him then
All of the above
Would've took a different spin that
Would've started with a slug
That would've spun someone around til
He was coughing up blood
And, tucked him underground and it'd
Be all from outta love
But, love made his pops breakdown
What it was like
To have to keep a trey pound
And spray it out on sight
And how it ain't no turning back
When you surrounded by them lights
Cause he had a ton of moments
Where the pound saved his life
And he listened and it wasn't hard
To get what he was proving
But he still caught visions of
Him picking up and shooting
Cause he knew if it was him that
His friends would jump into it
Since they ain't have fathers that
Could give them an influence
And the more he realized the
Balance of both sides
When his pops said "protect yours
Let no one overstep yours
But know that when you step
On, ain't no stepping away
It sticks with you forever like
How I'm here everyday"
But he still taught me how to
Load up, just in case
And due to my composure
Alotta moments were saved
Now knowing everything you just heard
And what it made, let me know what you
Would prefer further explained
Do you believe?