From The Swat

(الألبوم: Tobe From The Swat - 2017)

So (So, so)
My music is like an attraction (An attraction, attraction, attraction)
Real funky (Funky, funky, funky)
This your people, always talk, talk, nothing
Do you see? I talk, talk, they always talk (Ha-ha)
Yeah man, I know you must answer (Answer, answer, answer)
I know you must answer (Answer, answer, answer)
Ha-ha-ha

Looking for the swag, you can get your issue
Looking for the swag, you can get your issue
(Born from the West)
Looking for the swag, you can get your issue
(B-b-orn from the West)
Looking for the swag, you can get your issue

Look, I grew up in Winfield on Forum Park
Two options, fight for your life or starve
Dracos could've had my chest tore apart
But the hemoglobin of the lamb had my door marked
Ooh, that's Haile, Haile
Mi padre, Yahweh, you could see he hydrate my wave
Drive straight through my old hood, was forced to migrate
Intense crime rate had bodies sitting sideways
Ooh, flow hot as a cookout
Before them Charlo twins was booking bouts, I went the crook route
You would shout if I could count out the times I nearly got took out
Half these lanes, they claimed to be gangstas, was really lookout, so

Looking for the swag, you can get your issue
Looking for the swag, you can get your issue
(Born from the West)
Looking for the swag, you can get your issue
(B-b-orn from the West)
Looking for the swag, you can get your issue

Born from the West, born from the West
B-b-born from the West, born from the West
Born from the West, born from the West
B-b-born from the West, born from the West

Olympic flow, I need five rings and a flaming torch
Went to the school of hard knocks, I had to stay the course
I tried my hardest to keep the peace, never waging war
'Cause if I shoot, my partner shoot the same shot like we playing horse
Praying for all the G's moving keys like they playing court
They endorse and may exhort low-key archaic forms
Of thinking to keep you the kingpin of your decaying corpse
Be weary of things you craving for and what you say before
You get it

(Bum swagga)

Back in Houston, Alief is ground zero (Ze-ze-ze-zero)

[?] mayne, I'm telling you boys man, it's going down (Gr-ground ze-, ground zero)

They obviously can't stand up, it's live or die, I ain't seen 'em [?]

R.I.P. [?] baby

I will not be afraid to go in next time

Look, I get to cooking and conjuring though
Flows that be timeless so I don't have to remind them
That I'm a shark and piranha in one, flow like the Dalai Llama
My mama ain't had no commas, my garments was never designer
'Less I would steal from behind the counter at Westward Mall
Got lucky, was blessed to ball, low-key be next to fall
Victim to the street, did everything to go out there and make you prove yourself
But I'm still connected with them G's like a Gucci belt
Truly felt that holding it down, I was a skilled leader, plus I would get it
Shaking with both hands, like a cheerleader
No pom-pom's, I would drop bombs on an op
I wore Sean John 'til it dawned on me to stop
I felt like Don Juan and low-key was sworn torn
And them Boston days are long gone, but I felt like I'm Ron Bron
With the rock of ages in my corner, when I'm on phase I'm sweet as Lorna
Doom 'cause I'm tryna sign us all coons when I'm performing

Yo Tobe, why you rapping so hard?