Lyrics:
(Kool Ace:)
Peace
Now this ain't no video trick this is real
Like Skills
I'm on the microphone a see or two
And besides me is Saskia Laroo
Y'all
home
And a nigga still charted my dior jumper
That's a one bedroom apartment
6 racks on the video
But they took it down for the sample
Nigga fuck
after
Twelve a.m
I'm only outside if it's a.t.m
You still on the job i get paid by wisemen
And if I send the u.k out it's blem blem
It's been a while
served
On top of that, all your friends know my words
I accomplished more than you will in your whole life by the time I was eighteen
Never workin' a 9
[???] [Chorus x2]
Kamikaze niggas in this motherfucker just trying to maintain,
On a mission for paper, nigga, or fucking chump change.
Being broke
muthafucka, just one nigga deep,
Fuck a crew, nobody loves Tim, times is hard,
You get, one true friend, minus God,
And then they wind up tall runnin' off
And if tomorrow ever comes we'll buy ourselves new boots and coats;
We'll set things straight with all our friends. (and I'm still waiting)
And if
body structure
Ready to rupture
At times I sat back to think again and again
How I broke the golden rule by doing business with friends
My mind traveled
to the prints
So keep frontin, signin all them fake diamond gyms
That with they gyms, video just sink in ya swim
And you highly mistakin if you think you could
to speak up not look the other way
If you see someone in trouble fucking help em don't just take
A video recording these people are so hopeless
No wonder
Thirteen, when he saw his first tag team
That night he dreamt of flying off the top rope
But he never told his friends 'cos he rarely ever spoke
It was
need to speak up not look the other way
If you see someone in trouble fucking help em don't just take
A video recording these people are so hopeless
No
get offended you can suck a dick/
I aint fuckin wit niggas who try to be my friend/
But they don't like me, they just wanna receive ma ends/
I aint
store points
We exchanged for video games
That polluted our brains
Yet these homeschooled hooligans
Were able to accrue cool friends
Who stay true through
til the end
Even though mama had told me to focus getting this money, not getting a friend
I was a young nigga going though poverty, I just wanna make
get sunk down
Click (click) pow (pow) knocked (knocked) out (out)
What? Just what I thought, what's up now?
Hu- Hu- bugs out through the speaker
dap-dap
Started hanging with the wrong crowd
Caught slanging by my pops and got thrown out
On my own once again I had to make it happen
That's just a little
Started hanging with the wrong crowd
Caught slanging by my pops and got thrown out
On my own once again I had to make it happen
That's just a little
between an emcee and a play right
I represent the underground world, it's a unique scene
There's no record deals, no videos and street teams
I do shows
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