Tribal Tone - ENERGIZED Lyrics

We gon' ride or die we gon'
We gon ride or die we gon'
We gon ride or die we gon' ride or die we gon' ride or die we gon ride it

Shit life has changed for me
Once I cut the jealousy
Once I practice what I preach
Kept the devil in my sheets
Threw some angels on my feet
Pour some liquor to my enemies
Yeah yeah yeah
And when it all goes down
I'll be the one standing on top
With a f*cking crown
Yeah yeah
So responsible for the things I do
Put my shades on enjoy the view

They got me chillin' with the top down
Clear skies and I'm back on my Bronx Tale
Criticize how I walk through my own town
Demonize how I'm talking to the young king Sympathize with the demons and the monster
Improvise how I feel about you constant
Symbolize how you make the whole world spin
You're inner thighs so I guess it's back to your crib You're energized

Step out this bitch
Going sideways
Running back I quarterback
Your bitch will stay for two days
Then get too attached
Never put my pen to rest
So I'ma take an extra step
So I can aim it at your neck
So I can see what's coming next
And never catch me while I rest
Headbanger boogie blessed
Put an XXX to my next fat check
She volunteers the neck
Wu-Tang to protect
Ghostfacing the rest
Pass the blunt to the left
Mean no disrespect
Got the party jumping east to the west
Now shake your ass up on top of that deck
You know how to get the party poppin'
Get you out of that dress
See you man hour later
Swing me over the address

They got me chillin' with the top down
Clear skies and I'm back on my Bronx Tale
Criticize how I walk through my own town
Demonize how I'm talking to the young king
Sympathize with the demons and the monster
Improvise how I feel about you constant
Symbolize how you make the whole world spin
You're inner thighs so I guess it's back to your crib You're energized

Yo f*ck that niggas know that I be on that queen's tail
Struggle tail money fold from another sale
Fresh as hell rockin' the shiny
Bubble double goose trouble you
Searchin' for the light
Found it in the f*ckin' booth
And for that beat track
I put on the sleep cap
Whenever I speak that
They play it repeat that

I'm on a mission division
Be non-fiction
Tellin' stories in my diction
Microphone swingin'
Liquid sword type depiction
I be killin' them with their on pen & pad
Little homie listen
I'm tryin' to energize you
Like a glass that's magnified
On a fire of fire ants
Set on fire like that's the vibe
I'm tryin' to excite you
Like the children around Michael
Or Michael around children
See the world's one vicious cycle
It's full of cycles
And gorillas with banana clips
Daddy split
Mommy sick
Forced to be a man that's it
And now I'm dumb high
With dreams of bein' a sunflower
The light of a sun god
The sight of a monk child
I say it one time
The people gon' remember this
Hundred years from now
They gon' be readin' my words in manuscripts

Why do I realize my mistakes way to late?
Why do I realize my mistakes way to late?