Metrohood

As the lights shine over me
I am blinded, I can't see
Get it outta my
Face when I'm faded
I can't tell if you
Know what I need
What I need
What I need

Music told me get ready
To get rid of the pain
This is not a fighter sulking
Deep down in memory lane
This is Solaris rapping
Over Kendrick's flow domain
Gotta rev it seeing all
The juices flowing out your brain
It was me and my two homies
We were riding down the highway
It got ugly on the driveway
There's no vision check yourself
Uh, carriers and romance
Hope your soul can also
Slow dance with sobriety
The driver seat the first
One to get killed
Seen a neighbourhood
Brother with his eyes goin around
At the same hour when
Our gang hangs out
Now I feel like a tape
Recorder saying that he did it
But ever since that day
He was lookin at me different
At ease all the time
There was Crypto mine
Hands and pockets
Always full of Thyme
Always up to rhyme
There's a van with
Four guys at a time
With the sliding door
What is up?
Who you rooting
For if you ain't shooting
Up you lackin punk?
Pickin up the bigger gun
Pickin all you suckers
Suck a kick or die
Or sucker punch
A bunch of bullets comin strong
Gangsigns, all kinds, white lines, stop
This is what we see the moment
We step outta house
Drip man, give a damn
For drug abuse
It killed a guy in my city
Found out from the news
We gon return to the roots
Just eat the best lookin fruit
Ain't no way greedy, just peacin'
My Gs up to be askew
Lobbies on top hobbies
Hobbies on top of copies
Obviously the curator
Between what's good
And what's sloppy
When you run for that trophy
Make sure your crew is correct
Make sure you co-operate
Or they'll be calling your career a debt
They busy hidin their sweat
They know that we won't forget
When we in graphic
And magic happens
Whole thing something else
Keep movin forward
If you really wanna
Blow up that stage
They say I'm the proper
Slickest show stopper
In my radius, I guess
MAAD CITY

Uh, I need the fuckin answer
Driving me kinda nuts
I need a breather
Hiding both my eyes
Keep getting brighter
Hit my stash, couple dabs
Open up, sniff and dash
Don't be crass, I ain't mad
Super high, spendin cash
Hit my stash, couple dabs
Open up, sniff and dash

So I'm sitting here
Counting all of my fifties
People outside busy
Forming committees
To burn cities
Turn themselves into hippies
Listening to Indie shit
Smokin' up like a chimney
I keep straining my ears
To hear a fuckin sound
Closed my eyes, opened
Em but no one was around
Homebound, I feel so underground
But not in earth, under water guess
I have already drowned

Solaris is on the beat boi