Soul Trap Lyrics[Intro: Coop]
Yeah
One hunnid
It's Coop, haha
Look
[Verse 1: Coop]
Tip top of the mornin' to the hip-hop heads, this for the underground (Yeah)
I pack it up, pack it in, and then I jump around (Jump around)
Slick with words, what can I say? I'm my mother's child (Yeah)
My crew walk into a building and we shut it down (Okay, okay)
Birthed as a hero, I'm a legend from the Greek tales (Look)
See the big picture 'cause the devil's in the details (Yeah)
Now I'm on my conquest, the game is what I'm conquering
I fell in love with progress, perfection was the offspring
I'm carvin' my legacy into hip-hop (Yes sir)
Pride before thе fall, you're Fahrenheit until thе temp drop (Ah)
My lyrics stay at five hundred Kelvin, they melt your skin off (It's hot)
My price stay at five hundred dollars, that's what the pen costs, ooh (Haha)
Plus inflation, all things in moderation
Black and white forces, I don't mess with segregation (Ayy, really)
And they call me young Bellion, boy, peep the separation (Yeah)
Do you get the picture? This the easel that I'm paintin' (Yuh)
And I might just chop an ear off (Woo)
Lot of people rushin' through their craft like Smirnoff (Sheesh)
Me, I put the hours in, hungry, I'm devourin'
Ozzy on the beat, ask Battz, he can vouch for it (Ask Battz)
I walked through the valley, bare my cross in the shadows (Ayy)
I put my heart in this music, they put my head in the gallows, uh
But if they crucified the Son of God and I don't get challenged
Then maybe my priorities are off balance, Coop
[Verse 2: Battz]
If I'm takin' y'all advice, I'm probably makin' y'all mistakes
Y'all just lookin' for a slice and I'm just tryna get the cake
Got a lot of family, gotta put the food up on a plate
And I've been grindin' hard and better than ever, that's no debate, ayy
Watch me segue to that next space
To that next place we can't change, you stuck in that space
And I'm just tryna overcome it, I'm just tryna overrun it
Yeah, we started at the bottom, now we climbin' to the summit
We gon' run this, you gon' plummet, we the coldest, no discussion
Upon impressin' the betters, growin' more is what I covet
The knowledge with the nuggets, I see what's really happenin'
I feel it in my stomach, yeah, we been on, done it
Let me teach you how to grow platforms without a label
You got two hands and two eyes, lil' boy, you able
They thinkin' that you dummies, they putting you in a cradle
They stackin' all the bread on the table, dang
Start buildin' up your content makin' sure that you're consistent
You gotta break the odds so they can see that you was different
You scared to use these mediums, lil' boy, you really trickin'
Y'all was slappin', feelin' left behind but quarantine's liftin', I'm different
You wasn't grindin' at all, but now you feelin' resentment?
And this affectin' you now, this gonna pass to your children
And I'm just statin' the facts and I could care less about feelings
And why you buildin' up fans? We buildin' up a lil' villageYou might also like1