Soul Unseen ... producer of boom-bap centric music. Not expecting world wide acceptance ... just looking to services those that appreciate old school beats and storytelling rhymes.
Lyrics
Just How It Goes
VERSE Dirty streets are found in any town you go to Fuckery abound wit any clown you're close to Niggas stack chips to get whips get postal Go anywhere not here maybe somewhere costal
Fill requests outside their design then they die Let me share a story thru rhyme (check it) A lil nigga wit an eye for shiny dimes Grew up too fast back in 99
Cash ruled everything around him they clowned em But he was the king of thieves the underworld crowned him Climbin in ya windows snatchin ya jewels up Addicted to the rush he got worse as he grew up
He blew up he was somewhat of a legend Took everything he wanted yo his skills were a blessin Until he crossed the wrong man his gift was a curse Chasin money the wrong way put him in a hearst
PRE CHORUS On the wrong side of the law son, ya lost son They bangin on niggas wit out a cause son And you might live to bang out anotha day Butchu might not ya get shot or get tossed away
And everybody gotta do what they gotta do And when you're on top of your game u think there's no way ta lose But you can go under the jail for one crime That's just how it goes sometimes
CHORUS That's just how it goes sometimes (That's just how it goes) That's just how it goes sometimes (That's just how it goes) That's just how it goes sometimes (That's just how it goes) That's just how it goes sometimes (That's just how it goes)
VERSE 6’2” money makin nigga rockin sick shoes Neva loved the 5 but couldn’t bang wit 6 crew Started his own gang but didn’t ride much He had money on his mind and his mind was on bud
Catch a jooks here lil robbery there Stick a cabby for his fare he ain’t care pops ain’t there Rebel nigga hard head enemies they all dead Cross this mutha fucka you’ll be painted in the morgue red
Wild nigga seen em taze niggas for cash He wasn’t, wit the jokes but he made niggas laugh An artist, precision scope wit the tat gun he had fun Inkin niggas on the front porch wit the fat blunt
Took his business outta state certified he made cake Niggas hate walkin wit the chest protector wit the plate Months lata we got word they hit him wit the llama The drama they had ta ship his body to his mama
PRE CHORUS On the wrong side of the law son, ya lost son They bangin on niggas wit out a cause son And you might live to bang out anotha day Butchu might not ya get shot or get tossed away
And everybody gotta do what they gotta do And when you're on top of your game u think there's no way ta lose But you can go under the jail for one crime That's just how it goes sometimes
CHORUS That's just how it goes sometimes (That's just how it goes) That's just how it goes sometimes (That's just how it goes) That's just how it goes sometimes (That's just how it goes) That's just how it goes sometimes (That's just how it goes)
