The Climb Back (Cover)

By Pyro
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Pyro
[Intro Sample]
Are you doin' this work to facilitate growth or to become famous?
Which is more important?
Getting or letting go?

[Intro]
Hmm, yeah
Oh shit, I just had to get on this one
Hm hmm
Yeah yeah
Gaddamn
I, I'm just, okay

[Hook]
Everything come back around full circle
Why do lies sound pleasant but the truth hurtful?
Everybody gotta cry once in a while
But how long will it take 'fore you smile?
This is that come back to life shit
My niggas pick me up and we gon' light the city up as if the sun had the night shift
And paint the town red for my nigga found dead too soon

[Verse]
To the left of that driver seat ima need ride or die ting
Or a brother who'd take a charge for me like a wire string
I can't have niggas turn they backs on me masek'shub
Just to come back around like they know me masek'lung'

I done held on when niggas dropped rap for a day job
I done had faith, hoping one day it will pay off
I done stayed up nights, I Don't know what's a day off
I done prayed up when niggas sold souls for a pay off

Now this weight on
My shoulders feel like its bound to be dropping off soon
I just feel like I'll be poppin off soon
And it's a trip like I'm popping on shrooms
I done been cold like its the season that's ending in August from June
I've been waiting, but still I ain't been taking no Order from you

Not even the tips
I just make songs that hit but they not even hits
They just hit the soul like gospel, but don't even fit
In that category, needless to say, it's Pyro Tha God
Niggas need proof just because I ain't been part of the blogs

Coz I ain't part of the TV
I ain't been part of the radio
Bet when they starting to see me
Niggas will hardly be ready though
I'll catch the game off guard
Bet by the end, after hearing this song
They'll know my name, on god

My pen handling
Too complex, they can't handle
The way I execute lines, I'm spitting death sentences
Can't boxing be boxed by they damn preferences
Past or future can't compared to what my presence is

Effortless, mattter fact its menacing
Love over anything, money over everything, ya dig?
This that adrenaline rush, time blending, hour slowing
Giving all I got to give, that's the law of karma knowing

[Hook]
Everything come back around full circle
Why do lies sound pleasant but the truth hurtful?
Everybody gotta cry once in a while
But how long will it take 'fore you smile?
This is that come back to life shit
My niggas pick me up and we gon' light the city up as if the sun had the night shift
And paint the town red for my nigga locked by the feds too soon
And make bail once on a blue moon

[Verse 2]
Trying to
Surviving the gutter, nigga
Grew up to dudes who step on your shoes and never say pardon, nigga
Quick to start a nigga
Fuck a cigar, they lighting trees like it's a garden, nigga
Hearts have been hardened, nigga
Enough to be bothered, nigga

Ya'll caught on the web like a spider
I'm talking where niggas get caught by the feds in they hideout
I'm talking dudes who killed for the cheque like they're hired
Who run around with 9s on the back like a striker
Get it by any means necessary
Judge him by body count, he's legendary
Judge him by education?
Dropped out of high school to buy a drop-top
With cash he got from a drop-off

Chronicles of a black man caught in the system, go figure
Shine on that jewellery turn my sisters gold diggers
Shit on the TV turns us on, quite exciting. You finna
Get a glimpse of where I'm from
I'm inviting you nigga

Come with me
Hail Mary, nigga
Run quick see
What do we have here now
Do you wanna ride or die?
Just hide your eyes, my-oh-my

You'll make the headline like wrinkles on a forehead
Or catch a fed charge, or end up on a code red
Nothing to say now except “that's just the way it goes down”
Life is a playground and ya'll stuck on that merry-go-round
Not know everything

[Hook]
Everything come back around full circle
Why do lies sound pleasant but the truth hurtful?
Everybody gotta cry once in a while
But how long will it take 'fore you smile?
This is that come back to life shit
My niggas pick me up and we gon' light the city up as if the sun had the night shift
And paint the town red for my nigga locked by the feds too soon
And make bail once on a blue moon

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