Story Behind The Song

Written by N.O.K. with the intention to be a theatrical themed remake of "Carlito's Way". Unfortunately COVID and other concerns prevented this video to being made in it's entirety as the song had been released on schedule. The outtakes were taken out and song was edited for release shortly afterwards.

Song Description

Every one had their own way of moving around, N.O.K. explores his way.

Lyrics

Lyrics:

barely up, done dreaming, the sun beamin, its fun season
(spirit touched) only one reason his lungs breathing
life shit its like a numb feeling but it come to you
yeah he on his kap shit but he done kneeling (facts)
(when he rap) feelin fantastic feelin one million
feelin theatric but when he get graphic don't come near him
fire and brim like mixing cayenne and gin
while he riding the 10
nice wit the pen hype and type that still might give you grin
before the teeth bared, time to eat ya yeah
we dont speak bare-ly, show by action, overacting,
told that facts, known for that nuttin sweet here
lemme speak clear, so the streets hear
be like he foe, nigga he family
when he glow people be like please no nigga he cant be

if i played how they want me to play
say what they want me to say
wouldnt ever be as,
one foot from a genius,
the way he took it and shook em to pieces
can't look at defeat
feel like a foot in the teeth
not lookin as sweet
he cookin to eat
crazy what you can do wit a hook and beat

each flow, like a free throw shit is too clutch
hard to deal wit it even the haters feelin it cause the truth sux
sharp as ginsu, never lose touch, when the shits in you
best believe, if i don't like a muggafugga, don't pretend to
confidential, cats ill talk, gonna find drama in any path you walk
action thought feel the aftershock
asking nok let the passion talk
cats wanna bark just laugh it off
savage raw when I have to dog
relaxed and calm
but snatchin they heart out if theres cash involved
feel the wrath when the clash commense
did the math and the mastering
in the lab take a stab again
its a habit man kinda tragic damn
snap back like an elastic band
everytime the devil
try crash my plan
same cats that show the most hate
on the undercover be a avid fan

if i played how they want me to play
say what they want me to say
wouldnt ever be as,
one foot from a genius,
the way he took it and shook em to pieces
can't look at defeat
feel like a foot in the teeth
not lookin as sweet
he cookin to eat
crazy what you can do wit a hook and beat