Mo3 – “By The River” [Audio, Lyrics]

American rapper, Mo3 unveils the Keise On Da Track-produced “By The River” which features Boosie Badazz. Listen, stream, buy, read the lyrics, mp3 download the song.

Mo3 By The River

Over an up-tempo instrumental laced by Keise On Da Track, Mo3 sets it off with an animated opening verse. “Landlord in my apartment knockin’ at the door, got an eviction, I’m like fuck, I need to hit a lick,” he spits. “Catch a ni*ga lackin’, put a jackin’ on him / Stick the gun through the window just a lil bit.” Boosie steps up to match his stride, kicking a quick flow as he spits some violent bars. “He ain’t make it back home, he ain’t make it home, he felt it was comin’, guess he was ready,” raps Badazz. “He took a deep breath, said him a prayer / And threw up his fours at the paramedics.”

Mo3 – By The River (ft. Boosie Badazz) (prod. Keise On Da Track)

Lyrics

[Intro: MO3]
For real
Ayy, you see how a nigga livin’, nigga, like
Nigga came from nothin’, nigga
Give a fuck ’bout what a nigga talkin’ ’bout, nigga
I’m cutthroat like that, nigga, I got it out the mud
That’s on gang
(Keise On Da Track)
MO-motherfuckin’-3

[Chorus: MO3]
Down by the river (That river)
That’s where I threw my pole (Yeah, that’s where I threw that pole)
Down by the river (That river)
Yeah, that’s where I took his soul (Yeah, I took a nigga soul)
You gotta feel us (Feel us)
‘Cause this is all we know (Yeah, this the life we chose, we chose)
This for my niggas (My niggas, my niggas)
That did not make it home (That did not make it home, gang)

[Verse 1: MO3]
Traumatized by the block, I gotta think a lot (Yeah)
Thug stimulate your mind, I’m on some ventin’ shit (For real)
Dope fiends beggin’ for a dollar from me (What?)
But all I got is fifty cents for a cigarette (Here)
Landlord in my apartment knockin’ at the door (What?)
Got an eviction, I’m like fuck, I need to hit a lick (I do)
Catch a nigga lackin’, put a jackin’ on him (What?)
Stick the gun through the window just a lil’ bit (Yeah)
Big blues in my pocket, fuck the politics (Yeah)
I really got it out the mud on some different shit (I did)
They really felt what I was sayin’ when I was talkin’ to ’em
Without the radio, Osama made a difference (I did)
I rode the wave like Rod from the rags to riches
Had to slave, no job, just some baggy britches (Yeah)
I get active, I’m a savage, I was baggin’ nickels
Toe tag him with that ratchet, I get active with it (Grrt)
They say rappin’ wasn’t for me, I ain’t lettin’ up (Nah)
I ain’t have no money, she ain’t let me fuck (Ah)
Same bitch after my show wanna take pictures with me (She do)
She want my number, told her book me through my manager (Ho)
Burner phone when I slide, I’m not an amateur (Nope)
Ski’d up, so I ain’t worried about no camera
I treat the opps like dominos at the table (What?)
When it’s beef and it’s up, I be slammin’ ’em (Yeah), that’s on gang

[Chorus: MO3]
Down by the river (That river)
That’s where I threw my pole (Yeah, that’s where I threw that pole)
Down by the river (That river)
Yeah, that’s where I took his soul (Yeah, I took a nigga soul)
You gotta feel us (Feel us)
‘Cause this is all we know (Yeah, this the life we chose, we chose)
This for my niggas (My niggas, my niggas)
That did not make it home (That did not make it home)

[Verse 2: Boosie Badazz]
One time for my niggas in the state yard (Thug life)
Two times for my niggas in the graveyard (Thug life)
Three times for the lil’ niggas went shot up everything
Lil’ nigga got a brave heart (Thug life)
He ain’t make it back home, he ain’t make it home
He felt it was comin’, guess he was ready
He took a deep breath, said him a prayer
And threw up his fours at the paramedics
Lil Glenny was deadly, he died too
He part of that car that tracked Murder Gang
Deep hit your phone with his mask on
This life, my lil’ niggas don’t last long
My uncle, he showed me cocaine in the kitchen (Damn)
It should’ve been math, though
I guess I’m an animal born in a cage
And you can’t get out ‘less your bag strong
Down by the river (Down by that river)
I done did some crimes that I ain’t forgettin’
Down by the river (Ask around)
I got fishing poles on side of fishes
You gotta feel us
We the real goons, it’s a difference
Took his soul away
Threw the pole away when we handled the business
Bitch, where I’m from

[Chorus: MO3 & Boosie Badazz]
Down by the river (Hell yeah, nigga, that river)
That’s where I threw my pole (Yeah, that’s where I threw that pole, 1130 West Garfield shit)
Down by the river (That river, Baow)
Yeah, that’s where I took his soul (Yeah, I took a nigga soul, I took his soul)
You gotta feel us (Yeah, feel us)
‘Cause this is all we know (Yeah, this the life we chose, this all we know)
This for my niggas (My niggas, my niggas, free the real, nigga)
That did not make it home (That did not make it home)

[Outro: Boosie Badazz]
Down by the river (What we did?)
Took that nigga’s soul (Yah), took that nigga’s soul
Down by the river
Thug life, nigga, that’s all we know