Big KRIT - The Vent Lyrics

Big KRIT - The Vent Lyrics

[Verse 1: Big K.R.I.T.]
A mother lost her child
I tried to ease her pain
“It’s only God’s will”
She says she felt the same
It’s funny how the sun will up and battle rain

As if the clouds couldn’t stand to see me outside again
Wrote a rhyme that was kind with some vision to it
Bottom line it might expand your mind if you listen to it
Too much shine can dull the soul
If you feel how I feel, then I’ll rap some more
How can the devil take my brother if he’s close to me?
When he was everything I wasn’t but I hoped to be

I get a little honest and I ask myself
If the time come, will you save me if I ask for help?
Sent my mind on a journey to the outter most
To document what it had seen and cc me the notes
And ask Kurt Cobain why, cause I need to know
He stopped when he had such a way long to go
I saw love in the eyes of a perfect stranger
She overlooked my caring heart in search of a gangster
Will we ever be together only time will tell
She call my phone and talked to me as her eyes would swell
I put my problems in a box beside my tightest rhymes

Under lock and key, buried deep off in my mind
And when it gets too full and I can’t close the lid
I spaz on my family and my closest friends
Trade my materials for a peace of mind
I am so close to heaven, hell, I just need some time
Who cares about life and the high’s and low’s

Maybe I should write another song about pimps and hoes
Cars and clothes, idol gods, golden calves, Louis scarves
I do this for the love and it’s free of charge
I don’t need jail to be behind bars
This is purely art
In my grandma’s household this was surely taught
Don’t be naïve, yeah, these times is hard
In the midst of all the glamour I hope you find God

I never wished to be the burden bearer
But souls need saving and it’s now or never
Shock value is all they wanna see
It’s us against them and it’s just you and me
Trying to take heed what I say in my songs
Forgive me if I ever ever steered you wrong

Most people stop for signs but I driven through it
If it don’t touch my soul then I can’t listen to it
The radio don’t play the shit I used to love
Or maybe I am just growing up
I never seen a star on a red rug
If I wanna see stars I just look above…
To the heavens

[Bridge/Outro]
I know you’ve been down so long
So I’ll be stronger for you
I know you’ve been down so long
Cause I’ve been down too
Yes I understand
What you’re going through

Yes I understand
Cause I’m going through it too
I pray that you find your way
And all things old become new
I pray that you find your way
For my sake cause I’m lost too
Yes I understand
What you are going through
Yes I understand

Cause I’m going through it too
I lost my friend this morning
Woke up screaming her name
She meant so much to me
I’m scared I won’t be the same
Hope you understand
What I’m going through
Hope you understand
When I call out for you…
To vent

Big KRIT Ft. Yelawolf - Happy Birthday Hip-hop Lyrics

Big KRIT Ft. Yelawolf - Happy Birthday Hip-hop Lyrics

Twin states mane: Alabama, Mississippi
Big KRIT Yelawolf
Happy, happy birthday, happy birthday…

[Verse 1 - Yelawolf]
I used to do backspins, no Adidas suit
In my grandmama’s house, listening to Coup
Straight out the country like a pair of boots
With arrow pulled back, you been shot, no apparel to match
I was hip-hop before I hopped to be hip
Some dirty British Knights, tied up, size 6
Don’t give me the spoon to cut my pie with
I get it, hand scooped the poofs under my eyelids
I was bumpin’ that ? and that UGK, and that group home
And Skinny Pimp from Tennessee, and I knew the songs
Mystikal, muthafucka: put your boots on
That’s mustard: no Grey Poupon
Geto Boys trick or treat: let’s go home
Deep dish D’s: drop two tones
And I know Alabama ain’t your birthplace
But I just come to celebrate: happy birthday
Hip-hop

[Hook]
Yelawolf and Big KRIT on some new shit
We got that firewater, so keep your candles lit
Happy birthday hip hop!
Mississippi/Alabama and it don’t stop
The door slamming and the rims chop
Twin states from the bottom, now we on top
So happy birthday, hip hop
We worldwide and it don’t stop

[Verse 2 - Big K.R.I.T.]
I’m hollerin’ breathe little shawty
Just look what I done bought ya
The very best that I possess from ‘neath that country water
Like preaching from the altar, I break bread with you hip-hop
Just show me where the sauce, a piece of mind is what it cost ya
The beginning of the better, return of forever
Like Pete Rock in the lab, no telling what we’ll chef up
You find a will to flow once the vinyl dust settle
I was digging in the crates, just bring a 40 and your shovel
Old school Chevy, sprayed it Ole Miss Rebel
My definition for lizard crawlin’ and heavy metal
808 bass in, haters strut facing
While you was Kid N Playin’, I was UGKing
“Say it ain’t so, KRIT”, bitch, I’m just saying
Don’t play me like no sucka
These Alpines leave you muffled
Country bumpkin hella gumpshin, tell them niggas take that
Happy birthday hip-hop, now show me where the cake at

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - Yelawolf/Big K.R.I.T.]
Bonita fried, apple pie bum put me on
(Put ‘em up) waffle house, 2Pac’s rock song
You see I had to dig to find the hieroglyphics
My mama didn’t know about (?) Souls of Mischief
See the Bible what gave me the Holy Spirit
But it didn’t give me rap, cuz I wasn’t supposed to hear it
So I had to walk under them Rebel flags
With my hoodie inside out, with Adidas on the tag
Who would’ve thunk it, I think we onto something
Like a speaker on my chest, no holding back they hear me coming
If you check my gun function, I’ve been ’bout it ’bout it
The royalties within my jeans and they so outta pocket
Back when Screw was popping, Them 4s and vogues was chopping
The swangas swung like pendulums and boppers kept bopping
Reminiscing on the golden times
3000 rhymed over noise so organized

[Hook]