Lyrics:
And never decay don’t ever give a dub away
On any formats of data
Microcassettes, 8 tracks, DATs, or BETA
You’re too fresh god bless the
Creator that made ya
[Cormega and Tragedy - intro]
Yo, son it's real, you know what I'm saying?
A man is often condemned or exalted by his words, you know?
That's why we
to the other
Findin out later that's ya man baby mother
Sippin henecy, everyone lookin jiggy
Buy a bag of smoke, hydro, get the fitty
want to roller skate, ring
out of love with what’s his name
I thought I’ll take his place but here we are
Four years later don’t know your whereabouts
You could of been the one
little did I know when I first heard Reggie Rockstone
that less than a decade later, Id be penning mad poems
but this is destiny, definitely passed on by
a couple of rails, do a line of it later
These are the breaks, the game's in a sling
Y'all motherfuckers better kneel, kiss the ring
Fans want me to do
the dressing room prayer
That we came out to light it up and put it in the air
That's real, so holler back at ya boy, step aside Leroy
To all my ladies, who
I'm stumblin on the pad like I'm a ghost
I stop and take a breathe
Then resume the show
I been losing myself becoming less composed
Thrown by
looking at you different
Like you tripping nigga
Same one to count them figures with ya
Yeah money talks, yeah money good but that same money makes niggas
black? yo, how you nukin?
Reactin' with the core breach spewin', ya darn tootin'
Right after this rec you might expect lootin'
Nasty drop the rhyme
your touch
you know oooo this distance makes it harder to keep us close
(Verse 1)
Ya anotha airport drama
Im leavin and its hard to say goodbye
We don't
[Intro]
Ya know, right now, whatever you smoke
Right now 'cause they ask me, and they ask me
And they ask me, they ask me
[Verse 1]
Now they ask me
valet parkin,
I leave history when im in the coffin,
TORONTO I'll be laid so ya'll spread my name.
I like 21 when I entered the game,
7 years later,
now
Yeah, if these walls could spit bars
I talk about my life
And that shit made me a star
Number one in the section that
I'm from by far
I thought niggas
ain't make bail
Call you a flight risk and you ain't got a plane still
God damn you hate to see it
And years later
Ya son out there playin defense
He
Must be somethin' in the air
(You you you you)
You know what I want
Feel it all over my body
Every time we touch
Talk me to into something now
I Wanna Be with You
By: Ken David
Talk a bit louder, it's hard to hear ya. I'm going deaf, don't let it steer you wrong
There's something about
like Nathan and Arron Mauger
Do it first talk later
I'm runnin things like i'm Robbie Deans I got a champion team
And you can hate it if you want but i
Yeah, if these walls could spit bars
I talk about my life
And that shit made me a star
Number one in the section that
I'm from by far
I thought niggas
the Lord's blessings will rain down
I pray I stay sane now
I ask 'em question like, who am I right now?
Because I'm still plagued by peer pressure
Craig
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