Quicksand (Explicit)

Lyrics by：Earl Stevens/Kejuan Waliek Muchita

Composed by：Earl Stevens/Kejuan Waliek Muchita

We made it out the quicksand

The cage

Made it out the quicksand

The trap

We made it out the quicksand

The soil

Made it to land nobody gave us a hand

The slum

We made it out the quicksand

The octagon

Made it out the quicksand

The trenches

We made it out the quicksand

The mud

When we were stuck nobody gave us a hand

Sleepless nights trying to avoid the vice

One hand on the scale the other hand on the mic

They want to see me fail but I've always put up a fight

Willers in the mail to my love ones shooting them kites

And these smirkish conditions in the trenches look how we living

Five dollar pizzas Little Caesars for Thanksgiving

Surrounded by skeezers and them tweakers lead us to prison

The streets is our college ain't no reason we need tuition

Porch pirates and tiptoe bandits

Using Wi-fi jammers to scramble surveillance cameras

Pockets hurting they need a bandage

Everybody for they self and they scantless they'll take advantage

The economy's bad shady and fierce

They laying people off that's been having they job for years

I get peons in my comments hating and doing the most

Talking 'bout nobody don't know that nigga outside of the West Coast

Bitch damn near 40 years in the game

Imagine me not being known outside of California

You niggas is goofy

Who raised you suck butt ass niggas man?

I come from nothing

Authentically out the mud like outdoor bud

I pioneered this independent shit

Better do your homework bitch

We made it out the quicksand

The cage

Made it out the quicksand

The trap

We made it out the quicksand

The soil

Made it to land nobody gave us a hand

The slum

We made it out the quicksand

The octagon

Made it out the quicksand

The trenches

We made it out the quicksand

The mud

When we were stuck nobody gave us a hand

Yo

Before I got it out the mud

I had to make it out the quicksand

Now it's million dollar shows getting all type of love

Everybody wanna VIP wristband

When I was broke I don't think they was listening

Nothin build character like a risk can

All we had was a dream

Ain't even have a dollar now you lookin at a motherfuckin' rich man

I was born in the trenches before the at mentions

Battle on the project steps them rap sessions

Duck behind trees ain't even have vests

Struggle is the fuel we use no gas engines

Them never us no pass or back scratches

When you cut corners that lead to half-stepping

Now I'm getting top from shorty with no hands

All because I made it out the quicksand

Straight up

What they talking about E?

East and the West connect

We been doing this man

Mobb Deep till the wheels fall

Prodigy I got you

Infamous forever can't let this go man

Ayo E talk to him

We made it out the quicksand

The cage

Made it out the quicksand

The trap

We made it out the quicksand

The soil

Made it to land nobody gave us a hand

The slum

We made it out the quicksand

The octagon

Made it out the quicksand

The trenches

We made it out the quicksand

The mud

When we were stuck nobody gave us a hand