The Deep End

from by MICjordan + Hippie Sabotage

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lyrics

(hook):
what do you do when you're deep in the deep end?
it depends: when men speak feminine,
friends tend to beef, then everybody's reaching,
the heat thumps like drumbeats, and leaves niggas leakin'
the same scene again
what do you do when you're deep in the deep end?
it depends... we gotta draw lines to read between them
see through a clean lens, stop actin funny,
start craftin some peace, to prevent
the same damn scene again

(verse 1)
The party's hella crackin, everyone is having fun
all of a sudden you hear screams "oh my God, he has a gun"
and as you hear the blasts, you run, after six claps it's done
but even though you were a track star, you ain't as fast as one
of the bullets that carves a burning spiral through your flesh
learning survival rules ain't fresh, concerning lives of who gets blessed
and who don't makes you consider the chances that you won't
as you run and more of your blood soaks through your new coat
til you're feeling light headed... this is the night you dreaded,
but the you could be me so I know any time I could get it
so until that day comes I'm James Caan in the Way of the Gun
prefer to converse to spraying the snub
but if they wanna play rough, and escape is not an option
I'll put led in your lid like the nails in your coffin
cuz even though I'm an author living in a midtown apartment,
I'm from the South Side of Sac, so I'm still a marksman

(hook)
what do you do when you're deep in the deep end?
it depends: when men speak feminine,
friends tend to beef, then everybody's reaching,
the heat thumps like drumbeats, and leaves niggas leakin'
the same scene again
what do you do when you're deep in the deep end?
it depends... we gotta draw lines to read between them
see through a clean lens, stop actin funny,
start craftin some peace, to prevent
the same damn scene again

(verse 2)
I was getting ready for a show one day
and though I don't do crimes, I was inclined to tote the eight
cuz the spot was in a hood I almost got blown away in
in eleventh grade, I ducked and sprinted home when they sprayed
but the fear of the experience all those years ago stayed
I asked N.O.N. if he thought I shoulda brought, and he said "no way,
cuz what you bring out of your home sets the tone, so play
it cool, prepare for peace, fuck bustin heat, I'd rather pray"
and I felt him, but the concerns still don't go away
cuz I've learned kids you've known for days smile to cloak their hate
til they're standing behind a pistol they're holding to your face
so when I debate whether to take my toast to a certain place,
it's not because I'm out to hurt and waste some perp, or jake,
catch a murder case and a face a horrid fate,
nope, it ain't, honestly I just hope I'm safe
I'm sure every average Joe who owns chrome relates

(hook)
what do you do when you're deep in the deep end?
it depends: when men speak feminine,
friends tend to beef, then everybody's reaching,
the heat thumps like drumbeats, and leaves niggas leakin'
the same scene again
what do you do when you're deep in the deep end?
it depends... we gotta draw lines to read between them
see through a clean lens, stop actin funny,
start craftin some peace, to prevent
the same damn scene again

(verse 3)
I'm not a violent person.
I'm far more likely to spend a night in church than a minute in a shootout
'cause I've seen niggas die and hearses
carry 'em off to underlie the surface, what's the purpose?
scared of being soft, now they're hard and stiff, was it worth it?
becoming your dream is all being an artist is
so fuck going down for what some dumb partner did,
I'm trying to live, I haven't even really gotten started, kid
so now it's constant expansion, though to be honest, dancing
with my demons is wearing me down, feet don't fail me now
I wanna carry out plans to bail this town and play for crowds
make hits so hard they'd make Junior Seau
cuz in Sac I feel cramped up, plus every man acts tough, like "hands up!"
I've had enough of the crap, I can't stand this damn stuff,
the stress and despair.... gotta get some fresh air, but the question is where?

(hook)
what do you do when you're deep in the deep end?
it depends: when men speak feminine,
friends tend to beef, then everybody's reaching,
the heat thumps like drumbeats, and leaves niggas leakin'
the same scene again
what do you do when you're deep in the deep end?
it depends... we gotta draw lines to read between them
see through a clean lens, stop actin funny,
start craftin some peace, to prevent
the same damn scene again

credits

from The Real, released January 21, 2014
lyrics: MICjordan
beat: Hippie Sabotage

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