Ruth Williams by Sylvan LaCue Lyrics
[Intro]
This one goes to everybody looking to the stars
Still trying to get that word from an unexpected loss
I feel you and I know your cause
Here's to what we learned
More or less, here's to what I learned
[Verse]
Uh, in loving memory of Ruth [?] Williams
Born in 1935, still survived by her children
Thoughts in Georgia crossing borders
Brought your brilliance to Florida
[?] baby girl, she caught your world and pray for diplomas
Other fathers have priorities outside of your home
Chase the dreams, protect the second families, I was judging
But you reminded us grandchildren who not to fuck with
Tried to keep us together even through all the ruckus
I got the news that you was on the tube
I was out in Cali paying dues
Mama rung the hammer like "Boy just do what you gotta do"
We praying for you when the stars would fall in line for the truth
We waiting for ya
I think I'ma stop on that sentence
Save the rest for another time
Let's get back to the present
California, blessed through my mistakes
Learning my lessons
Doesn't sober niggas up if you ain't getting the message
I dropped Apologies and sold out some shows
I tried to make it on my own, that's why I flew to the coast
I thought the city couldn't hear me through the mirrors and smoke
Come to find it was the other way around
Distant cousins that I haven't fuck with since I was 12
All of sudden, congratulations have been revealed
I used to watch and ask questions to everyone who sell
I take it back now, it's time for me to play show and tell
Got my start in Miramar, Florida then moved to North Miami beach, I was 7
Back when 99 [?] was role callin' and repping
A city divided but taken advantage of
I've heard how niggas talk about us
Boy, they'd rather walk without us, wow mane
Wise, wise, wise man
I'm here to tell you don't get caught up in a dream
Slip up and forget to remember who build you to this time, mane
Know your cause through these lies, mane
Hold down the fort
I miss the simple times when rap was a sport back in Miramar high
Raps with Drake John
Dialect and Jeff Rambo
Back when Will Notes was in the room cutting samples
Back when punchline was killing niggas in lunchtime
Ghost was even spitting with the craziest gun lines
I used to dream about killing shit in the future
I guess I thought I'd bring it back, show you how to get to that so we could kill it
Uh, yeah
So we could all kill it, you know ?
Yeah
I said I told 'em like this, I do it like this
Yeah
I'm reminiscing but I been blessed with a clear vision
I couldn't hear it out there, had to come back and listen
Too many gaps in the road I think we all need the bridging
Too many gaps in the road, I think we all need the bridging
Yeah, and if you feel it let me hear you say
Yeah
Should make the people say
Yeah
Should make the people say
Yeah
And if you feel it, ayy
Let me hear you say
Yeah
She make the people say
Yeah
She make the people say
Yeah
[Outro]
(I can't believe it)
Aight, so boom
Being Transcribed
This one goes to everybody looking to the stars
Still trying to get that word from an unexpected loss
I feel you and I know your cause
Here's to what we learned
More or less, here's to what I learned
[Verse]
Uh, in loving memory of Ruth [?] Williams
Born in 1935, still survived by her children
Thoughts in Georgia crossing borders
Brought your brilliance to Florida
[?] baby girl, she caught your world and pray for diplomas
Other fathers have priorities outside of your home
Chase the dreams, protect the second families, I was judging
But you reminded us grandchildren who not to fuck with
Tried to keep us together even through all the ruckus
I got the news that you was on the tube
I was out in Cali paying dues
Mama rung the hammer like "Boy just do what you gotta do"
We praying for you when the stars would fall in line for the truth
We waiting for ya
I think I'ma stop on that sentence
Save the rest for another time
Let's get back to the present
California, blessed through my mistakes
Learning my lessons
Doesn't sober niggas up if you ain't getting the message
I dropped Apologies and sold out some shows
I tried to make it on my own, that's why I flew to the coast
I thought the city couldn't hear me through the mirrors and smoke
Come to find it was the other way around
Distant cousins that I haven't fuck with since I was 12
All of sudden, congratulations have been revealed
I used to watch and ask questions to everyone who sell
I take it back now, it's time for me to play show and tell
Got my start in Miramar, Florida then moved to North Miami beach, I was 7
Back when 99 [?] was role callin' and repping
A city divided but taken advantage of
I've heard how niggas talk about us
Boy, they'd rather walk without us, wow mane
Wise, wise, wise man
I'm here to tell you don't get caught up in a dream
Slip up and forget to remember who build you to this time, mane
Know your cause through these lies, mane
Hold down the fort
I miss the simple times when rap was a sport back in Miramar high
Raps with Drake John
Dialect and Jeff Rambo
Back when Will Notes was in the room cutting samples
Back when punchline was killing niggas in lunchtime
Ghost was even spitting with the craziest gun lines
I used to dream about killing shit in the future
I guess I thought I'd bring it back, show you how to get to that so we could kill it
Uh, yeah
So we could all kill it, you know ?
Yeah
I said I told 'em like this, I do it like this
Yeah
I'm reminiscing but I been blessed with a clear vision
I couldn't hear it out there, had to come back and listen
Too many gaps in the road I think we all need the bridging
Too many gaps in the road, I think we all need the bridging
Yeah, and if you feel it let me hear you say
Yeah
Should make the people say
Yeah
Should make the people say
Yeah
And if you feel it, ayy
Let me hear you say
Yeah
She make the people say
Yeah
She make the people say
Yeah
[Outro]
(I can't believe it)
Aight, so boom
Being Transcribed