ransom - Transition lyrics

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RANSOM (@201Ransom) - Transtition - BACK FROM THE DEAD

Intro [Dead Presidents]

Verse 1-

Probly the realest shit I ever wrote

How you comin up wit bars when you sellin dope

Winter time seen a fiend try and sell a coat

thats when i spit the realest shit instead of tellin jokes

Wasnt a problem when a n*gga wasnt eatin

Dirty ass boots and them bitches wasn't speakin

Now im gettin money fly to Vegas for the weekend

Out in San Juan cuz i only f*ck with Puerto Ricans

The Don of the East layin calm on the beach

but i keep my hands dirty cuz my palms in the streets

Hood politician with a good pot to piss in

i am opposite of Barack so if you could .. ?..

The Capo of rap paint pictures on the clap

and the snare in the hat Shakespeare on the track

It appears that im back like a bear on attack

Keep my ears on the facts, put my peers on the map

Sent to prison cuz i was a little out of order

couple years later now i cant figure out my daughter

Toys R' Us trips got her spoiled from the jump

Felt guilty i was gone i buy her anything she want

Everyday im drunk, tryna figure out my path

will we ever be rich before we witness gods wrath

Damn.. Im tryna figure out my path

Will be ever be rich before we witness gods wrath

Jack-son like Bo runnin the 50 yard dash

in my cellar would never listen to yall spittin yall trash

The poet of the century up in the penitentiary

fu*k it its elementary spit it with such intensity

Im close to the riches in my heart i can feel it

but never would i jeopardize my heart and my spirit

Damn.. Im so close i can feel it

but never would i jeopardize my heart and my spirit

[Dead Presidents Scene]

Verse 2

who you know wit a better storyline

Before im done the name Ransom will be Immortalized

No smoke in no mirrors and no distorted lies

the truth of the matter will leave em horrified

deep in my daughters eyes i can see confusion

cuz her parents not organized

and thats where the torture lies

Came home my daughter started runnin from me

my baby mother all she want is money from me

and why am i nervous as hell

i seen an old man burned in his cell

for no purpose but mail

Came home rappin, like nothin happened

like i aint leave a place where they keepin my brothers trapped in

Now im in a transitional phase

and i dont want my ambition to fade

plans switchin, Rans missin these days

my fam bitchin, man listen im dazed

my damn vision, fans listen amazed

They dont know how i be comin up with it

They hear the pain in my voice

i dont be makin up this sh*t

i aint them other pricks i dont be on the other shit

im as hard as them kidney stones that made my mother sick

and made me wanna flip

but last time i did that iLost 2 years ill never get back

Made me wanna quit rap

i had to sit back, analyse life how could i risk that

tearin up the booth i kinda miss that

so its time to get back, dig deep, spit crack

and when im talkin money n bundles its cuz i miss Stacks

Picked up my pen to write, bunkie doin 10 to life

told me thats the shit that turn men to mic's

send the kite

Now when you touch down, Ran, bend the mic

n*gga you the truth

but the truth is a bully niggas pretend to like

Shit hurts me, january 13th

the night i got the worst sleep

C.O.'s tryna search me

I only pay attention when its dirt cheap

but im out the door they cant hurt me

curse the day that they cursed me

yeah im glad i made it but i aint fascinated

Starin at my Affidavit tryna get Acclimated

some N*ggas wish i was assassinated

i made it back aint got congratulated

These Labels procrastinated

now im takin it in my own hands

im a grown man, n*ggas will never own Ran

Now that kid that seen his father get sniped

turned out to be larger then life

so please pardon my gripes

cuz bein real is just a part of my stripes

so i never let the money and pain tarnish my sight

Thanks to Dufflebag for correcting these lyrics