The Perceptionists, Syne - Hose Down lyrics
[The Perceptionists, Syne - Hose Down lyrics]
Hose Down hose Down
It be getting too hot too loud
Calling all my woes out they all down
If it's getting too hot it goes down
Oh, you gotta hose Down
Hose Down it be getting too hot
Too loud throw it down now
You don't wanna miss a good thing
You don't wanna miss a good thing
Pushing for the good things
For the queens & the hood kings
This is more like an uprise
Duck down for the surprise
Looking just like an uprise
It's a muthafuckin' uprise
In these troubled times trouble I'm seeing
Treason breaching every region
Easing right into your crib in the evening
Reaching every little breath of any
Air we're breathing inhale
Exhale death nail
Ahh Boy, shit about to get real
Ahh Man, it's really bout to get real
Ahh, yeah it's really gonna get ill
Wether White, Black, Asian
We're all caged in runaway the system raging
With all the funds they're raising
Making this mainframe better duck down
They're aiming hands up
But the cops shoot us now they brutal now
It ain't coolin' down
That greed of the 1% grueling now
It ain't slowing down got me thinking
Was it better when they
Hose Down hose Down
It be getting too hot too loud
Calling all my woes out they all down
If it's getting too hot it goes down
Oh, you gotta hose Down
Hose Down it be getting too hot
Too loud throw it down now
You don’t want to miss a good thing
You don’t want to miss a good thing
Pushing for the good things
For the queens and the hood kings
This is more like an uprise
Duck down for the surprise
Looking just like an uprise
It’s a motherfuckin’ uprise (Come on)
Back in the day, before the A-K
They let the hose spray to sweep bros away
But they kept coming back harder
Stronger, faster
Smarter - and many became martyrs
They just wanted to be part of something
And not feel like they fought
So hard for nothing
But they just got put in their place
And ended up with a foot in their face
No hood, no book
No religion or race could ever save ya
Big time bread is the only savior
Otherwise - you’re just one
Of those other guys if you don’t believe it
See the hands of a brother rise
Up but the cops still shoot him down
They brutal now - they don’t fool around
Traffic stop could lead to a funeral now
It’s unsuitable how it’s worse now
Than it was when they
Hose Down hose Down
It be getting too hot too loud
Calling all my woes out they all down
If it's getting too hot it goes down
Oh, you gotta hose Down
Hose Down it be getting too hot
Too loud throw it down now
It be getting too hot too loud
Calling all my woes out they all down
If it's getting too hot it goes down
Oh, you gotta hose Down
Hose Down it be getting too hot
Too loud throw it down now
You don't wanna miss a good thing
You don't wanna miss a good thing
Pushing for the good things
For the queens & the hood kings
This is more like an uprise
Duck down for the surprise
Looking just like an uprise
It's a muthafuckin' uprise
In these troubled times trouble I'm seeing
Treason breaching every region
Easing right into your crib in the evening
Reaching every little breath of any
Air we're breathing inhale
Exhale death nail
Ahh Boy, shit about to get real
Ahh Man, it's really bout to get real
Ahh, yeah it's really gonna get ill
Wether White, Black, Asian
We're all caged in runaway the system raging
With all the funds they're raising
Making this mainframe better duck down
They're aiming hands up
But the cops shoot us now they brutal now
It ain't coolin' down
That greed of the 1% grueling now
It ain't slowing down got me thinking
Was it better when they
Hose Down hose Down
It be getting too hot too loud
Calling all my woes out they all down
If it's getting too hot it goes down
Oh, you gotta hose Down
Hose Down it be getting too hot
Too loud throw it down now
You don’t want to miss a good thing
You don’t want to miss a good thing
Pushing for the good things
For the queens and the hood kings
This is more like an uprise
Duck down for the surprise
Looking just like an uprise
It’s a motherfuckin’ uprise (Come on)
Back in the day, before the A-K
They let the hose spray to sweep bros away
But they kept coming back harder
Stronger, faster
Smarter - and many became martyrs
They just wanted to be part of something
And not feel like they fought
So hard for nothing
But they just got put in their place
And ended up with a foot in their face
No hood, no book
No religion or race could ever save ya
Big time bread is the only savior
Otherwise - you’re just one
Of those other guys if you don’t believe it
See the hands of a brother rise
Up but the cops still shoot him down
They brutal now - they don’t fool around
Traffic stop could lead to a funeral now
It’s unsuitable how it’s worse now
Than it was when they
Hose Down hose Down
It be getting too hot too loud
Calling all my woes out they all down
If it's getting too hot it goes down
Oh, you gotta hose Down
Hose Down it be getting too hot
Too loud throw it down now