UP LATE NIGHT, POCKETS ON E, NOT FOR LONG THO
CONTEMPLATING ON LETTIN THE HAMMER BANG LIKE A BONGO
SPARKIN' UP THE WETTY GETTING' READY, FUCK EM ALL MODE
OILIN, UP THE BULLETS CUZ THE TECH'LL JAM, YOU NEVER KNOW
KIDS IN BED, STOMACHS HURTIN' FROM THE HUNGER PAINS
SAYIN TO MYSELF, I CAN'T LET THIS HAPPEN AGAIN
DRESSED IN ALL BLACK, GOT TWO LAYERS OF CLOSE ON
JAR OF SPLISH SPLASH, WHEN I CHANGE, THROW COLOGNE ON
HOPPED IN THE RIDE, HOPE I GOT ENOUGH GAS
HEADED TO THE OTHER SIDE OF TOWN, FORGOT THE SKIMASK
RIDIN' DIRTY, NO MUSIC, MY THOUGHTS ARE MY INFLUENCE
EVERY LIGHT ON IN THE DASH, WHIP NEEDS ALL TYPES OF FLUID
HIT THE EXIT, GEEKIN OF THIS PISS I'M CHEIFIN'
PULLED OVER, DIPPED ANOTHER CIGGARETTE I'M LEAKIN'
PRKED THE CAR, COCKED MY SHIT, GAINED MY COMPOSER
THINKIN' ABOUT THE REPRECUSSIONS OF GETTIN THIS WEIGHT OFF MY SHOULDERS
DAMN, FEELS LIKE I'M WALKING UNDER WATER MAN
SHOULDN'T HAVE SMOKED THAT SECOND STICK, I'M FEELIN' STUCK MAN
TRYNNA SNAP OUT OF IT, KIDS CRYS FILL MY MIND
AT THE SAME TIME, TARGETS FALL IN MY SIGHT
CREEK, ONE OF THEM SUCKAS ASKED IF I WAS GEEKIN'
SMACKED EM WIT THE NINE SWEAR HIS BRAINS STARTED LEAKIN'
HIS MANS TRIED TO RUN, I HIT HIS BACK UP WIT LEAD
SEARCHIN' THRU HIS POCKETS, LOOKIN FOR THE BREAD
STACKS LINED MY POCKETS, IT WAS THREE STACKS EASY
BUT I'M GEEKED UP SO JUICED UP AND GREEDY
SCOURED MY SOROUNDIN' NO A WITNESS IN SIGHT
FEAR TURNED INTO ADRENALLIN, SHIT GOT MY HYPE
WALKED BACK TO THE CAR, FUCK! LOCKED MY KEYS INSIDE
THIS AINT HOW I PLANNED IT, THIS GONE FUCK MY NIGHT
SMAH THE GLASS, UNLOCK THE DOOR THEN I HOPPED IN
PULLED OFF, WIT THE LIGHTS OFF, NOBODY WATCHIN'
CAR SHAKIN, SMOKE STARTED COMIN FROM THE HOOD
GAS LIGHT DONE CAME ON, THIS SHIT AINT GOOD
PULLED OVER TO THE SIDE, THINKIN' ABOUT MY NEXT MOVE
TURN THE CAR OFF, I KNOW WHAT THE FUCK I GOTTS DO
PUT THE HAZARD LIGHTS ON, HOPIN A COP WOULD STOP
I'M FEELIN PSYCHOTIC I MIGHT POP UNTIL HE DROP
I SEE HEAD LIGHTS, I'M FEELIN DEAD RIGHT,
POP THE HOOD, GOTS TO GET ONE MO VIC TONIGHT
TAKE A LAYER OF CLOTHES OFF, SPRAY THE SPLISH SPLASH
LIGHT ANOTHER CIGARRETTE, TAKE ME A DRAG
FLAG A VEHICLE DOWN, I SEE EM SLOWIN DONW
LOOK OVER MY SHOULDER, NO BODY'S AROUND
IT AINT THE POLICE, I HOPE I GOT CASH ON EM
OPEN THE DOOR, IT'S A GOT DAMN WOMAN
YOU NEED A LTTLE HELP, YEA I RAN OUT OF GAS
TAKE ME TO THE GAS STATION, I'LL GIVE YOU CASH
AT THE SAME TIME, BOTH BACK DOORS OPENED UP
TWO NIGGAS JUMPED OUT, SAYIN, YEA THIS A STICK UP
credits
from Rough Around The Edges,
released October 10, 2023
Lyricist - Tex the Great (TX -> MD)
Production - Esquire (MD)
Engineered by Beats Reloaded (MD)
Tex was born and raised in El Paso, TX. He was conceived in Washington D.C.
Tex wrote his first rhyme at 10 years
old. He's released music in the past and was on hiatus. He's back and he seems to be ahead 2 steps. Enjoy the old, prepare for the new....more
Equally introspective and pensive, “Fill in the Blank” is a low-key gem making a huge impact without overstaying its welcome. Bandcamp Album of the Day Nov 8, 2018