Blown Away - Album Version (Edited)
Cheh
Crazy
It's one of those things man
You gotta experience to know what I'm talkin' about
It's where the goin' get rough (Akon)
The tough stay tough (Styles P)
Up front, let's go
Konvict, Konvict
We in too deep to turn back now D
Sure is (yeah)
Watch yourself, before you get blown away (watch it)
You know where I come from
The place where your fate is a mic or a bull or a dum dum
A jail cell, a pine box, and brothers is dumb young (young boys)
Still bustin' guns for the slum that they come from
Cops is the only ones they gon' run from (that's it)
They puttin' they hood up
But nine out of ten of us ain't got good luck
You gon' ride on a man and catch 25 (blown away)
Or get hit and get sent to the other side
You lose both sides of the coin
So me, I play the hood baby, .9 in the groin
Mama got a little church I could join, but I ain't go yet
Man got a mosque I could join, but I ain't go yet
Cool with the devil on my back, I'm in cold sweats
'Bout to do some dirt, in some dirty black old sweats
If you known you shoulda shown the way
Most the hood on the path to get blown away
'Cause I was raised up to show no fear
Cowardly hearts'll never last long here
If you ain't man up to make shit clear
Guaranteed you'll get blown away
'Cause I done seen the block break down tears
And I done seen the cops break my peers
Tryin' to hold on a couple more years
Tryin' not to get blown away
See, I ain't never shot nobody
But I'm known for fightin'
So when I strike man, you'll think you been struck by lightning
Shouldn't have to prove myself by killin' a nigga
Even a child can take a life by pulling the trigger
Retaliation only takes anger mixed with passion
See your target in the distance and keep on blastin'
They say, "Guns don't kill people, people do"
So when you're hit man, you feel that shit them evils do
Can't see myself gettin' beat down, my eyes swollen
Mom's cryin' they don't know what happened, my pride's stolen
If I ain't got my heat (uh-huh), then I got a blade (uh-huh)
That can get you off me in so many ways
'Cause I was raised up to show no fear
Cowardly hearts'll never last long here
If you ain't man up to make shit clear
Guaranteed you'll get blown away
'Cause I done seen the block break down tears
And I done seen the cops break my peers
Tryin' to hold on a couple more years
Tryin' not to get blown away
Keep my eye out for Jakes, ears to the streets
Other eye out for snakes, and these scandalous freaks
If we ain't on good terms, don't bother to speak
Don't smile and try to spark a convo with me
Same thing make you laugh, will make you cry
Fuck around and let this quiet nigga here take your life
Hate for it to be you the world sacrifice
So somebody else could travel through the tunnel of life
'Cause I'm that type of guy
I'll be there when you're ridin', but I stay to myself
So if you see me out there with a bear and we fightin'
Nigga, then go help the bear
'Cause I was raised up to show no fear
Cowardly hearts'll never last long here
If you ain't man up to make shit clear
Guaranteed you'll get blown away
'Cause I done seen the block break down tears
And I done seen the cops break my peers
Tryin' to hold on a couple more years
Tryin' not to get blown away
Crazy
It's one of those things man
You gotta experience to know what I'm talkin' about
It's where the goin' get rough (Akon)
The tough stay tough (Styles P)
Up front, let's go
Konvict, Konvict
We in too deep to turn back now D
Sure is (yeah)
Watch yourself, before you get blown away (watch it)
You know where I come from
The place where your fate is a mic or a bull or a dum dum
A jail cell, a pine box, and brothers is dumb young (young boys)
Still bustin' guns for the slum that they come from
Cops is the only ones they gon' run from (that's it)
They puttin' they hood up
But nine out of ten of us ain't got good luck
You gon' ride on a man and catch 25 (blown away)
Or get hit and get sent to the other side
You lose both sides of the coin
So me, I play the hood baby, .9 in the groin
Mama got a little church I could join, but I ain't go yet
Man got a mosque I could join, but I ain't go yet
Cool with the devil on my back, I'm in cold sweats
'Bout to do some dirt, in some dirty black old sweats
If you known you shoulda shown the way
Most the hood on the path to get blown away
'Cause I was raised up to show no fear
Cowardly hearts'll never last long here
If you ain't man up to make shit clear
Guaranteed you'll get blown away
'Cause I done seen the block break down tears
And I done seen the cops break my peers
Tryin' to hold on a couple more years
Tryin' not to get blown away
See, I ain't never shot nobody
But I'm known for fightin'
So when I strike man, you'll think you been struck by lightning
Shouldn't have to prove myself by killin' a nigga
Even a child can take a life by pulling the trigger
Retaliation only takes anger mixed with passion
See your target in the distance and keep on blastin'
They say, "Guns don't kill people, people do"
So when you're hit man, you feel that shit them evils do
Can't see myself gettin' beat down, my eyes swollen
Mom's cryin' they don't know what happened, my pride's stolen
If I ain't got my heat (uh-huh), then I got a blade (uh-huh)
That can get you off me in so many ways
'Cause I was raised up to show no fear
Cowardly hearts'll never last long here
If you ain't man up to make shit clear
Guaranteed you'll get blown away
'Cause I done seen the block break down tears
And I done seen the cops break my peers
Tryin' to hold on a couple more years
Tryin' not to get blown away
Keep my eye out for Jakes, ears to the streets
Other eye out for snakes, and these scandalous freaks
If we ain't on good terms, don't bother to speak
Don't smile and try to spark a convo with me
Same thing make you laugh, will make you cry
Fuck around and let this quiet nigga here take your life
Hate for it to be you the world sacrifice
So somebody else could travel through the tunnel of life
'Cause I'm that type of guy
I'll be there when you're ridin', but I stay to myself
So if you see me out there with a bear and we fightin'
Nigga, then go help the bear
'Cause I was raised up to show no fear
Cowardly hearts'll never last long here
If you ain't man up to make shit clear
Guaranteed you'll get blown away
'Cause I done seen the block break down tears
And I done seen the cops break my peers
Tryin' to hold on a couple more years
Tryin' not to get blown away
Credits
Writer(s): David Styles, Aliaune Thiam, Giorgio Tuinfort
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