Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Kiddos
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Morgan Roach
Songwriter
Joshua Garcia
Songwriter
Lyrics
Moski - \" Yo I just might Act Up, to the point where you\'re gonna need back-up. Back up. Who\'s scared? Who\'s there? Nowhere. I\'m gone. Don\'t go there. Leave it alone there. I\'m in my zone out there. All alone out there, but I got no cares, no fears. Only thing I hold close yeah, yeah that\'s right here.
And it knows no bounds man. I fuckin hate these clowns man. But the public go and love it. Man I hate these clowns and these crowds and breakdowns and small towns. And we keepin\' it 1000, so I, I\'m speaking it loudest. And I, I won\'t be out this till the day I die or Zole decide that we be out this. And until then you can\'t tell me nothin\', so come and tell me somethin\'. Cause we could go round for round shit. Toe to Toe or pound for pound shit. Better watch yo mouth bitch. Cause J-Bone said it best, we the hottest coming out this. Whether it\'s hip-hop or not, we came a long way since Ziplock and bus stops and gridlocks. And if I ain\'t ever make it to the tip top, at least I got to shit talk, shit talk.\"
J-Bone - \"Praying that these doors open. To get out the life I used to sell dope. Touch these kids, but not like the pope did. I\'m hoping the message is potent. Evil Knievel like the bike he just rode it. The promise he wrote it. Backlash, evil talk, leave the shit for the rodents. Money over love like what do we gross in? Not easy to please me, believe me. Walk these wild ranges, 40 days no eating. Walking, love, Ephasians. I was mistreated, love is my treatment. Enemies I defeated. Feet planted, not leaving. Got a loud mouth, I\'m speaking. High trees. Big life. Big thinkin\'.
Moski- \"You and I are not alike. Forgiving the Chrises when they beat the Rhianna types. So when I hit the mike, I beat it like Tina and Ike. Thuggy.
Yo I just might Act Up, to the point where you\'re gonna need back-up. Back up. Who\'s scared? Who\'s there? Nowhere. I\'m gone. Don\'t go there. Leave it alone there. I\'m in my zone out there. All alone out there, but I got no cares, no fears. Only thing I hold close yeah, yeah that\'s right here.
J-Bone - \"What\'s a little to a lot, What\'s a Big to a Pac? What\'s a ting to a thot? Whatchu think, whatchu thought? Was it really what you thought? Was it really what you thought? My right, equal right, money time right equal my money. Gettin to the guap, sittin\' at the top. Fuck race, fuck face. Still screamin\' mothafuck the cops. Love, skill and grace will get you to the mothafuckin\' top. Just sit and watch. Just sit and watch. Just sit and watch. Just sit and watch.
Written by: Joshua Garcia, Morgan Roach

