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Death Note/Out the Projects
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Death Note/Out the Projects was released on August 27, 2024 by R.A.P. Records / Exterminate Media as a part of the album Chrysalis
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Release DateAugust 27, 2024
LabelR.A.P. Records / Exterminate Media
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM84

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Keonte Hodge
Keonte Hodge
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
N.I.C.O
N.I.C.O
Producer
Kronic
Kronic
Producer

Lyrics

Look
I'm tryna get to heaven bi-rrasuli where the best go
If I die today please don't mistake me for the rest though
Take me as martyr like just Malcolm on the podium while screaming my shahaada and I let my last breath go
Weighing out my options I've been tryna find my balance
My good deeds and my bad deeds break the scale cause what's accounted
I'm nonstop with consistency my repetition presto
If I don't make it up then just consider this my death note
I'm adamant, can't fool me with haphazardness (Uh-huh)
Maneuver through the challenges
As long as I can stay persistent with my acts of passion this is all need for happiness (Yah)
Got no time to waste to be caught up with devil's advocates
Waloon lil mutaffifeen, be catious of yo' greed
And keep yo' lifestyle far from me
When I swept up my broken pieces God taught me to watch my back from all you vultures and you fiends (Wallah)
I can't seem to catch a break I'm riding at full speed
Parking at nothing irrelevant
So many positions I had to endeavor to see the corruption was evident
Inside every room I am the elephant proving to people I'm innocent (Hugh)
I'm boutta go Yusef asking my Lord to protect me with my imprisonment
What you know about imprisonment?
Indeed it's a mental state
I'm raising my hands and showing humility when my affairs get intricate
I'm crossing new boundaries humbly founding life on a spiritual interstate
How can I regret what made me conscious
I know I'm living different but don't you forget
I move militant, dark skinned, tatted up I look like Mr. Willis
I hardly ever speak to keep you sinners out my biness (Nah)
The stick under my thobe and I'm aiming for repentance (Brrt)
I'm calling towards Allah inside the hood with all my gremlins
If you decide to call me then it better be responsible
Or else don't hit my line because my energy improbable
My craft is all inclusive to my life so I can stock my beneficiaries up and feed my wife (Huey, Huey)
I'm tryna get to heaven bi-rrasuli where the best go
If I die today please don't mistake me for the rest though
Take me as martyr like just Malcolm on the podium while screaming my shahaada and I let my last breath go
Weighing out my options I've been tryna find my balance
My good deeds and my bad deeds break the scale cause what's accounted
I'm nonstop with consistency my repetition presto
If I don't make it up then just consider this my death note
Something I had to tell myself is ain't nobody gone love me
Except my messenger in this deen and the one Creator above me that's a fact
Anything that's worldly might feel self sufficient or due worthy of my attention
Yet it strips me of my submission and distracts
I can see the hour (Huh)
Peace retreat and power (Huh)
If Meseeh could round us up would you think he'd be proud of us?
No foundation causes folks to think that they infinite
And only living once is the reality that's significant
Uh-huh
Huey, Huey, aye
Look, look
Salamu alaikum a reintroduction is necessary for the ones who don't know me
Got 99 names just like my Creator so don't call me Kingston unless you my homie
Only live one type of way and that one way is holy cause anything else is atrocious
But if you crossing my cutties then me and my Slash 'nem upping the Zack and the Cody
Two twin Glocks on the side of the hip no that's not security that's my beloved
She making sure that my mental superior calming me down when I get to buggin'
Drinking a gallon a day so my skin is immaculate cocoa my new favorite color
I done grew up on you minions by keeping my stride and opinions away from the public
I just do it, uh
Free Palestine but I'm still rocking Nike while rapping inside of the booth
Used to be scraping my knuckles with Mexicans back at Mcdonald's with all of my troops
Now I just fight with music I'm hitting the bass in the trunk of my uncle new Buick
Had to stop fighting my demons cause that's not a battle to win but found a solution
Hmm, huh, yeah, I just come back out the country
All my practices different I been too committed to fall off from all the corruption
Anything spiritual trust me I'm staying persistent and giving attention to studies
Don't need a miracle I see the gift in my syllables talent run deep in my budget
So I be spending, my funding from God is so limitless
Hamdulillah for the penmanship
Breaking the curses my family had set for the children so riches can be in my lineage
I don't care nothing bout wealth cause the riches is all in the mind and not in the pockets
Even though trust me the moment I got it I'm buying my mama a way out the projects (Huey, Huey)
Written by: Keonte Hodge
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