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Pops Said
487
Hip-Hop/Rap
Pops Said was released on September 4, 2007 by Glow In The Dark Records as a part of the album The Scenic Route (Deluxe Edition)
album cover
Release DateSeptember 4, 2007
LabelGlow In The Dark Records
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM112

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Damu The Fudgemunk
Damu The Fudgemunk
DJ
Panacea
Panacea
Performer
Raw Poetic
Raw Poetic
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Damu The Fudgemunk
Damu The Fudgemunk
Composer
K-Murdock
K-Murdock
Composer
Raw Poetic
Raw Poetic
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
K-Murdock
K-Murdock
Producer

Lyrics

Pop said go to college kid In a dream that I had to be a novelist
Life is an ocean with a lot of wit Look something like Saint Nicholas
I'm a grown ass man But he set me up with a grown ass plan
I don't drink a lot yet I smoke a bit No point, get a girl with a kosher lip
Black panther growl with a hip hop style And talks with me, Snowbio child
Black American to Vietnam It's all colorful swarms, yeah I see that
pop Pop said Jason better free that mind
I did not forget, don't you see that mind?
You believe this was left back in 79 Past life lines laid back before my time
I'm glad I left it when my thoughts were splashing
You drove the road that I walk on And everything that I hop on
And now I'm playing in my courtroom You gave my places, my stages
And my head remain ageless No getting names but no faces
I give thanks to my pops for being around Pop stayed straight, facial frown
See the world upside when you're feeling down I walk my own path down, yet repeat the steps
With my way, get through pictures, I see connects With Apache beer and my laid back eyes
Chip off the old block, yeah the Frank Moore drop
Now my time begins when the night not finching Peece the Gwenlyn Brooks parties, amend them
Reminiscing, speak on visions or pussy missions Yeah I dig them but I need something different
y'all Living on the edge, you a fix to fall
And Pop said, sir you gotta move ahead Leave all this behind before you go on and
dance So I'ma get gone before I die
Ain't nothing like Black American pie
I'm glad I listened when my father was rapping
You drove the road that I walk on And everything that I hop on
And now I'm playing in my courtroom You gave my places, my stages
And my head remain ageless No getting names but no faces
The world in my head is a one adventure The one outside needs space to enter
Like Alcatraz, trying to stake the genial Drink to whimper, pass out, can't remember
Where I started dearly departed Left me a message, gotta move regardless
5.45 was when a dream had started 12 last nights when my brain had fought it
I drank too much alcohol, talk like I had it, alpha all
Can't remember too much from afar Let's continue, tomorrow
Papa was a great old man
You drove the road that I walk on And everything that I hop on
And now I'm playing in my courtroom You gave my places, my stages
And my head remain ageless No getting names but no faces
You drove the road that I walk on And everything that I hop on
And now I'm playing in my courtroom You gave my places, my stages
And my head remain ageless No getting names but no faces
Written by: Damu The Fudgemunk, K-Murdock, Raw Poetic
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