K-Hill - The Geechi's Over lyrics

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I said the days the geechi is over, I came to inform you

I feel the hospitality’s gone, read the rules about to bring sense

Broke away the chains

And now we’re brushing shoulders with the yanks, yah sir

I said the days the geechi is over, I came to inform you

I feel the hospitality’s gone, read the rules about to bring sense

Broke away the chains

And now we’re brushing shoulders with the yanks, yah sir

And so they try to blame Gucci man for their shortcomings

Pointing fingers at Two Chains ‘cause y’all ain’t bumping

I told these little brothers find your nick, make a mark on the world

And put your foot where you think

Been in the game too long to work out how they got that K

‘Cause what they ate never made me deaf or cave away

I’m from the land of the geechi’s, the home of them tunes

So when you disrespect the South you’re talking about me, too

I was influenced by …, Brother Jay and Scarface

Something about this is grounded, even in a hard place

I was thought to maneuver and think like a king

Won’t let these motherfuckers kill my dream

So you can call us slow and you can call us card pickers

The stats gonna show that we still getting it pumping, nigga

We call it, that’s gone and educate it, and we ‘bout that bow

It feels good to be a man from the South and I’m out

I said the days the geechi is over, I came to inform you

I feel the hospitality’s gone, read the rules about to bring sense

Broke away the chains

And now we’re brushing shoulders with the yanks, yah sir

I said the days the geechi is over, I came to inform you

I feel the hospitality’s gone, read the rules about to bring sense

Broke away the chains

And now we’re brushing shoulders with the yanks, yah sir

Pray for my peer, pray that I don’t verbally sin

How many ways to kill a race with channels slurred to jam

So you won’t hear this on the radio, flex won’t support this

But time …gets love for doing what I’m doing …

Part of my disrespect till you ball, but tell me I got kids in the car

And I won’t let your program be programmed, everything that I instill just to get you a laugh

But the problem’s much bigger, I could run a lottery

Set crimes and drugs and kids popping mollies

Rap is set on two bridges, good, that means I fanned out

Your show is regular, like Rigby and Mordecai

I got a purpose much bigger in here,

I’d rather talk about the plight of John McNeil

And how he took a stand for his fam and he finally out

It feels good to be a brother from the South and I’m out

I said the days the geechi is over, I came to inform you

I feel the hospitality’s gone, read the rules about to bring sense

Broke away the chains

And now we’re brushing shoulders with the yanks, yah sir

I said the days the geechi is over, I came to inform you

I feel the hospitality’s gone, read the rules about to bring sense

Broke away the chains

And now we’re brushing shoulders with the yanks, yah sir

Hambo, hambo, have you merked, we no longer succeed or indent your surf

We expanding the block, I’m bigger than the curve

I’m more than raps for my pills and strippers being burned

Call me self righteous, screw you, I be damned if I be part of a scene

Where the world chastises, and we still think we’re jiggable

That’s how Jay D infiltrated the South by making nigga what, nigga who

And the markets fell for it, I wish Master P would’ve signed artists like me

To balance the fortress

But my mind might change if I got that change

It’s hard to recognize afflictions in the rearview of a Range

That’s why they throw us whips and chains, ‘cause we’re used to that

We’re so cue to that, but we’re still educated and we’re bout that bow

It feels good to be a rapper from the South and I’m out

I said the days the geechi is over