The Lost Story Lyrics – Kevin Anglade
Singer: Kevin Anglade
Title: The Lost Story
Intro: this is the story of the lost/tryna make it out the hood but at what cost/fuming from the strain like a broken car exhaust/we’ll start in nyc then take the road like robert frost
Pre-verse: why am i living in squalor? shooting cats just to make a dollar, man. had no choice, i was born a brawler. before i even look over my collar, i’m hit as the pain makes me holler
Verse 1 (k.a.): get it how you live/that’s the motto in my hood/if you ain’t about your business then it’s woulda, coulda, should/don’t show your cards/life is hard, pain sitting just beneath the scars/ i’m just tryna take my time, figure it all out but if brought up in the hood likely there’s no two way route/always been a sinner cause i never had it good/momma had to set the fire cause my papa in the woods/since they taking fathers, families have been bothered/demons live inside of me/got this 50 clip/yeah, it’s the pride in me/pride is good for you and me, though it feels like was left on trees/n#gg#s wanna try me cause they do it for the clout so i gotta keep a pole say a prayer, made em’ shout/n#gg#s on the block all fear me, willie lynch theory/poverty around me keeping all of us in doubt ever since we crossed those waters life has been the toughest bout/momma got me stressin’ cause she hope i make it out but i won’t unite with massa like my name steve stoute/living in ny can get bloody cause its gory/finna take you to the port, lil’ homie tell a story
Verse 2 (n.b.a. demon): f#ck with big bro, while i’m with the shit/got the glock on my hip, hit a n#gg# in his shit/slide through the block, let me see that little boy/i’m gonna send some shots/i’m talking straight body/i ain’t stopping til’ i see a fat b#tch or a white flag/we don’t do no talking, we straight with the shit/you mad cause big bro done f#cked on your b#tch?/if you gotta problem come talk to this blick/damn, we shoot a gang, grab a glock put a 30 in that thing/catch a opp, you know i’m gon’ bang/make that lil’ n#gg# momma sing/my name ring bells, n.b.a. demon bring hell/your man died and you ain’t get back/keep talkin’ bout big bro/you gon’ get clapped, p#ss#!/suck my dick!
Nba demon: yo, real sh#t n#gg#, i got this fifth on me right now, seanny. what you got on you?
Seanny: i got this 40 man
Nba demon: like, what you on? we out to get them n#gg#s?
Seanny: f#ck it, we out, we gotta get them n#gg#s
Nba demon: on some real n#gg# shit. cause i ain’t playing no with no more n#gg#s, i’m on that block. yo, kev, what the f#ck is you on? bruh, i got this .40 for you
Kev: uh, nah, i think i’mma sit this one out bro
Nba demon: c’mon bruh, you can’t do that. them n#gg#s violated n#gg#. we out man. i do n’t got sh#t to lose
Seanny: f#ck it demon, we out!
Nba demon: yeah, we out n#gg#. bout to go get them n#gg#s
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