Bold Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, it's ConCreatures
Boldy Blocks
227, yeah, uh-huh

[Verse 1]
Brave and courageous in Detroit, Michigan
His grades is abrasions and 8ball hemorrhages
Straight shell cases, ARs, Remingtons
Spray fields and gages, tear apart ligaments
Separatin' them gang stars from gentlemen
Redecoratin' paint jobs and interior
It's serious, put the pipin' on this leather seat
Let his mirror tints spider-webbed in his V
Taco meat on your driver seat, split your lima bean
The four pound llama beamin' down him and gut him clean
When they visit him in trauma, full-body sling
His baby mama and his mama hollering, screaming
"My baby never hurt nobody, why that fucking heathen
Boldy shoot him?" Now them bullets bothering his breathing
Now every time that it rains, he thinks about that evening
For heartache and painkillers, blame ConCreatures

[Chorus]
Bold, my trigger finger is itchy-scratchy
Right, my middle finger, it grip that maggy
Tight, my ring fingers embrace my gun
Yikes, and my pinky fingers anchor my thumbs
Strike, the thumb on my other hand click the hammer
Yup, my left index is ambidextrous
Left fuck you finger, the reason I squoze
Put them gloves on, I'll teach you the meaning of Bold
[Verse 2]
I ain't superstitious but somethin' is fishy
I keep havin' dreams them officials comin' to get me
At night I can't sleep, keep switchin' to where my chips be
'Cause they'll break the bank, take it all, leave you on empty

Can't make a call, they tap all into your frequencies
Invade your privacy, put the wire on your team

Can you survive the heat, indictment sheets or affidavits
Or make a statement, ratting for an occupation
Cracking under the pressure, you less than a man
Banned from the street, your best friend in the Fed

Pen out of ink from all the shit you wrote and writ
In the pens out them clinks talkin' like you on a writ
Ain't that a bitch? You done snitched
, got your partners a bid
Took and cop twenty years, still do about ten
None of his men said a word, stayed true to the end
Because he sang like a bird, they doing Jupiter years
Bold

[Chorus]
Bold, my trigger finger is itchy-scratchy
Right, my middle finger, it grip that maggy
Tight, my ring fingers embrace my gun
Yikes, and my pinky fingers anchor my thumbs
Strike, the thumb on my other hand click the hammer
Yup, my left index is ambidextrous
Left fuck you finger, the reason I squoze
Put them gloves on, I'll teach you the meaning of Bold

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Boldy James on “Bold”:

“That was the first song that me and Alchemist actually recorded for the album, before we knew it was gonna be an album, when I was just going out there to work with him, and was thinking ‘mixtape.’ It was cool to be cooking with the Chemist, and that’s the first song we cooked up.

“It’s called ‘BOLD’ because that’s where my name derives from. Bold is the whole makeup of the Boldy James image. That’s the root of the equation. I had to start it off, and let them know. Show them the meaning of bold, and why I’m stressing that word so crazy. Me and my niggas was the first ones on that bold shit. Don’t nobody stress or say it like us. That’s our word, that’s our world. Now everyone’s trying to shine light on that shit. You got bold barbecue sauce, Blackberry Bold phones. We’re the reason motherfuckers took that shit and started running with it, because we say that shit everywhere we go, and we’ve been stressing that shit all in our raps.

“That’s some Detroit shit. Back in the day, when we were kids, if a motherfucker did something wrong to you, or said something crazy, the response was always, ‘Damn, that’s bold.’ Everything was ‘bold.’ Before I even knew the meaning of the word, I already could tell that it meant some real cutthroat, stand-up guy type shit. Heavy on the bold and cold. So for the song, I’m letting motherfuckers know that I’m bold. I try to be on some different shit, not the same shit everybody else be on.

“The whole purpose of me going out to L.A. was to do an Alchemist project, [but I didn’t think it was gonna turn into an album at first]. Chuck Inglish from The Cool Kids let Alchemist hear some of my music prior to [us connecting], and Al thought I was dope. He’s got a tricky ear, so he probably was listening, and I probably reminded him of the old school Prodigy shit that he was working on. He heard it. It was a whole different angle. It was Detroit. And he knows Detroit, because he fucks with Em, and Al knows Trick Trick. He’s been mixing and mingling in the Detroit streets on the rap scene, and behind the scenes, for a long time, just with his own relationships that he’s built around the way. So we just kept working, and we looked up, and we had eighteen, nineteen joints. But by the time we were halfway in, we already had a situation on the floor that was ready to push the album.

“It was a no-brainer. That’s the Chemist. His style to me, it complements the shit me and my people do. We ain’t the flashiest people in the world. We’re clean cut, civilized gangsters. We be on some real distinguished gangster shit.”

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Release Date
October 15, 2013
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