Situations Songtext / Lyric

[Rasco:]

Check this out man

Life got a whole lot of situations

This the way some of those things go down

Check it



[Chorus:]

The situation is, I came to handle my biz

Raise the stakes to raise the cake

The game is fake, hopin I can change the fate

Dick Swan' representin for the Golden State






[Rasco:]

Yo, this is what it is, I'm a man with flaws

The fast life got me takin a pause

Late nights keep me out of they sights, 20/20 precise

My life feels like I'm rollin the dice

Twice the man, had to pay the price to stand

I can take it to your chest man I'm nice with hands

Slice the grands, like 'em when they nice and tan

Golden, I've been lookin for chicks to start foldin

Yeah, here's the plot, my mission takes years to stop

Often seems I've lost the steam

Off the green, nigga it'll cost your team

Everything that you got, kid I steal your slot

Take your place, baby we'll make the case

Then move across lines goin state to state

Love and hate, money way above the great

Stocks and bonds, heavy when I drop the bomb

Drop your arms, maybe it's a false alarm

Shoot your guns, only if the truth should come

We boost the sum, the brother with the truth is one

The coolest one, they wonder where this dude is from

San Fran' is the place I rest, couldn't take the stress

It took years get it off the chest

Cause life will give you a twist, I'm still raisin the fist

Take heed the situation is this, yeah



[Chorus]



[Rasco:] Yeah



[Chorus]



[Rasco:]

I keep my bars up fully

Sunnin the tracks like I'm a high school bully

Out in the field sometimes shit gets real

I'm rollin with my hand on the wheel, rock rhymes with my hand on the steel

The best appeal, even when I'm dressed to kill

Now they mad cause I'm blessed with skill

Try to keep dudes back on they heels, I can keep 'em up against the wall

I done been up against it all

From rec execs that won't execute the check

Then try to execute for less, but I will put two to the test

So you cats better raise your grade, many crooks get crazy paid

I might need to switch my trade, start workin a job

Boss up like I'm part of the mob

Best regards, even gettin checks is hard

I look for cash, get it then I whoop your ass

We movin fast, the nigga with a proven stash

Be the head of the class leavin dudes in last

Off the track, baby it'll cost your stack

When they try to throw curves man I toss 'em back

How soft is that, maybe not as bad as it seems

Try to keep your head up when they shatter your dreams

Cause life will give you a twist, I'm still raisin the fist

So take heed the situation is this, yeah



[Chorus]



[Rasco:] Yeah



[Chorus]



[Rasco:]

Yeah, that's life though

Sometimes, you gotta keep your head up, and keep movin

No matter what they say

Put it in God's hands

Keep your head up, yeah

Soul father Ras', I'm out