Honor Amongst Thieves
Skyzoo Lyrics

Do you believe in honor amongst thieves
Do you believe that there can be a code of honor among those engaged in illegal activities?

And celebrating making it out here in one piece
And finding joy in surviving and navigating life's challenges without losing oneself

Or better yet taking it out on who couldn't leave
Or perhaps seeking revenge on those who were not able to escape their circumstances

And everything relating to how you want it to be
And everything aligning with your desires and vision for your life

Do you believe in knowing whatever you might have seen
Do you believe in acknowledging and understanding the experiences you have witnessed

Was all just a part of what we was titled to be
And recognizing that these experiences were simply a part of our predetermined destiny

It was all in the song when we was finding the key
It was all revealed to us through the music as we searched for the answers

But singing along wouldn't show what entitlement means
But merely singing along to the music wouldn't truly convey the meaning of entitlement

Do you believe In you being told how to be you
Do you believe in others dictating how you should be yourself

Where everything you are is supposedly not in cue
Where everything that makes you who you are supposedly doesn't fit society's expectations

From mimicking to you being told how to improve
From imitating others to constantly being told how to better yourself

And how you benefit depends on you following suit
And how you benefit in life depends on conforming and following the established norms

Do you believe That you can be taught how
Do you believe that you can be taught how to be

To be who you already was before you was bogged down
To be the person you already were before society's pressures weighed you down

Like 'this is what best represents y'all
Like this is what defines and represents all of you

Never mind the fact that I've yet to step in your yard or ever been that involved'
Ignoring the fact that I have never truly experienced or been deeply involved in your circumstances

Do you believe In loading a .44 and blowing the corridor
Do you believe in resorting to violence and causing chaos

For all that you want for but learning the court of law
In pursuit of your desires, even if it means disregarding legal consequences

Could never be cornered off unless you were one of them
Justice couldn't truly be limited or controlled unless you were part of the corrupt system

Would you just call it off
Or would you choose to abandon your actions

Or do you believe That you can be given it off of privilege
Or do you believe that you can receive what you desire based on privilege

And you can pass that to whoever you coming in with
And you can share that privilege with those you are associated with

And that'll lock arms like deciding that you get it
And that unity will solidify, as if deciding that you deserve it

But the timing of it proves that you didn't
But the timing and circumstances reveal that you didn't truly deserve it

I mean do you believe
I mean, do you truly believe?

Do you believe do you believe in it all
Do you have faith, do you truly believe in everything

Being amongst honor if thieves get involved
Finding honor and integrity even in the presence of those engaged in illegal activities

Or being amongst honor if believing what you want
Or finding honor and fulfillment by pursuing what you truly desire

Becomes more than you ever would've thought
And realizing that your aspirations can exceed your initial expectations

I mean do you believe
I mean, do you truly believe?

There was a story of a kid who had his father everyday
There was a story of a child who had their father's presence every day

And his father had the grip but he also had a name
And his father possessed power and influence, but he also had a reputation

Off of more than just the grip it was off of how he changed
His father gained respect not just because of his power, but also due to his transformative growth

And it was all because his kid wasn't supposed to be the same
And this was all because his child was not meant to follow the same path

But the story of his friends was from off a different page
But the experiences of his friends originated from a different background

So his father was the difference under all that he became
Therefore, his father acted as the contrasting factor that shaped who he ultimately became

But he still was with whatever they could call him any day
But he still remained loyal to his friends, always available when they needed him

And they would get to it together every part of him remained
And they would engage in activities together, and his loyalty to them remained intact

Then the kid had a moment where it all rearranged
Then the child had a transformative moment where everything changed

When some kids unloaded on his partner for a name
When some individuals attacked his friend out of a desire for recognition

And the kid saw it all from the draw to the aim
And the child witnessed the entire incident, from the initial draw of the weapon to the final aim

And he felt like he was woke enough to want all of the blame
And he felt like he was conscious and aware enough to take responsibility for the entire situation

And an idea came to get the grip like his pops
And an idea formed in his mind to acquire the power and influence just like his father

And have a conversation and end it with a shot
And engage in a conversation that would ultimately lead to a violent confrontation

And it all made sense til he was picturing his pops
And it all seemed logical and justified until he imagined his father's disapproval

And as much as he regretted it he felt he'd better not
And despite the regret, he felt that it would be wiser not to proceed

And then there was a kid watching all of the above
And then there was another child observing everything that had transpired

With his pops in a theatre and it caught him like a drug
With his father beside him in a theater, and the story captivated him intensely

He was hooked on the idea of wondering if son
He became fascinated by the thought of what might have happened if the child

Should've stayed to the end and started talking with his gun
Had chosen to stay until the end and resort to violence as a means of communication

Cause he felt if it was him then all of the above
Because he believed that if he were in that situation, everything that had unfolded

Would've took a different spin that would've started with a slug
Would have taken a different turn, beginning with a bullet being fired

That would've spun someone around til he was coughing up blood
A bullet that would have caused someone to spin around until they were gasping for breath and coughing up blood

And tucked him underground and it'd be all from outta love
And buried him underground, an act that would have been motivated by love

But love made his pops breakdown what it was like
But love made his father explain the reality of resorting to violence

To have to keep a trey pound and spray it out on sight
To have to carry a .357 Magnum firearm and use it without hesitation

And how it ain't no turning back when you surrounded by them lights
And how there is no going back once you find yourself in dangerous situations

Cause he had a ton of moments where the pound saved his life
Because his father had numerous instances where his weapon had protected his life

And he listened and it wasn't hard to get what he was proving
And the child paid attention, easily understanding the message his father was conveying

But he still caught visions of him picking up and shooting
But he still couldn't shake the imagery of himself resorting to violence

Cause he knew if it was him that his friends would jump into it
Because he knew that if he were in a similar situation, his friends would also engage in violent actions

Since they ain't have fathers that could give them an influence
Because they didn't have fathers who could provide them with positive guidance and influence

And the more he realized the balance of both sides
And the more he understood the conflicting dynamics of both perspectives

When his pops said 'protect yours let no one overstep yours
When his father advised him to protect what is yours and never allow anyone to cross your boundaries

But know that when you step on ain't no stepping away
But also acknowledging that once you initiate violence, there is no easy way to disengage

It sticks with you forever like how I'm here everyday'
Its consequences remain with you permanently, just like his father's daily presence

But he still taught me how to load up just in case
But his father still taught him how to prepare a firearm, just as a precautionary measure

And due to my composure alotta moments were saved
And because of his ability to remain calm, a lot of potentially dangerous situations were avoided

Now knowing everything you just heard and what it made
Now, having heard the entire story and its implications

Let me know what you would prefer further explained
Please let me know if there are any specific parts you would like me to explain in greater detail

Do you believe?
So, do you truly believe?