MR. J MEDEIROS - The Rockies lyrics

rate me

I'm from the Rocky Mountains

4 wheel drives I'm hoping out them

Talking bout how the war steals lives

Forgot about them cause you ain't from the Springs

Where the heat come early hearing the beat from the C 130

Make you wonder if our freedoms worthy

Hurry to draft our population

Kids loosing they dads to the Iraq occupation

Cops in blue and black waiting

Two in the back hating on the boom in the Ac

While we cruising through the gas stations

Cash inflation grow passed your patience

See the banks throw us out like trash

It's castration for any mans ego

Saving the fam we know

Ain't Brooklyn

But we still in the hand of Gambino's

My fam came from the east coast

Pikes Peak or bust so to those we toast

You might meet the dust if you got more foes then friends

But in the end you gotta keep both close

Saw my first gun in 6th grade the young had switchblades

D-3 got PTSD to this day

You know those proud boys

Popping that loud noise

Come mopping your town with a crowd full of cowboys

Vet's sent to free never left what they went to see

So Colorado's getting out of debt through the dispensaries

Filling those empty z's from killing enemies

Let me see who reps the C presently mention me

Shout out to those who will eventually

And those cops closing down every event that we went to see

Now you can mock me

Lock me in this box with Lockheed

I'll drop heat

Leaving even the cocky knock kneed

Stop me if a fan needs an autographed copy

Like… Where you from man?

The Rockies

Lost friends to drugs and gun violence

Thugs of all kinds since HUD homes

And Sons of Silence

Since the gunned down Ludlow Miners

And that one running town playing humble

Climbing on that methamphetamine

Left hand lead a dream

Right hand let him fean

Despite them getting green

Must be the adrenal fever

Or the high altitude cerebral edema

Now where's FEMA no where's your femur

Drop knee believer redeem your demeanor

Run rhymes 'cause sometimes the green is greener

When you see the whole scene

Through the sheen of a screen door

Now it ain't worth a stack for the major labor pains

Laying birth to a track with a major label's name

Haters complain shame I don't cater to fame

I fight back writing raps I gotta later explain

If you favor the change put your hands to the reins

I'm from the land where a man is a man

And a range is a range

Hollywood can damage your brain

Take advantage of all that's good

And hand you a chain

I stay the same ain't playing the part

With every statement from the heart

Made facing the dark

Bringing light to the days at Acacia Park

Do you rap do you skate do you paint

State your art

Play your part before you sweat the scene

From the 719 and anyone with a dream

To the 303 and everyone in between

And the let the sun shine down on Colorado Springs