Lyrics:
(Don McGlashan)
I never thought that it would come to this
To watch myself leaving you behind
But you went to great lengths to clear my way
And like
I find a map and draw a straight line
Over rivers, farms, and state lines
The distance from here to where you'd be
It's only finger lengths that I
Defined by my rank
Combined with my strength
my time and my length
And I'm a iron out the kinks
Yes I'm on the brink
And in the eye of a wink
I'm
the life and the death of Pi
So full circles
The length and the breadth of pie
Show you how to live life
While I deliver flow like a midwife
Keep it pushing
Combined with my strength
My time and my length
I'ma iron out the kinks yes, I'm on the brink
And in the eye of my wink
I'ma retire in the bank
Yeah,
cared enough to know
How you keep me in your reach
But at arms length, yet still so deep
Can't believe I ever believed you
Played me like a game when I
They’re like “Yo Razor, why you make a pause
Between your lines, I don’t get it, what do you do it for? (Why?)”
Then I just ask a question on top
ignite
flammable bars with might
I design lines which others follow
I encircle, y'all win no mo'
No point in forming barbed wires, don't bother
I'm drawn
of key, outta line
Learning how to spit
I need some rhymes
Playing on the stage
Dont need your vibes
Got nothing on my mind
Except being on time
Never
Listen
To this
One straight line
Simple segments intertwined
Moving on
Passing time
Subtle silence
Deep distortion no more rhyme
Wave lengths
ina mi life like a king solomon
Ahhhh
Dem bwoy anuh gallis
Pretty gyal whine up yuh waist line femme
Gwan nuh
Bring a gyal come gimme
Dwayno
Gyal ah try
safe now it's back on the line
I put my left foot in then the right
Crossing the line, he want me dead, i'll be alright
She turn to me boy you one
line of scrimmage don't cross the line
OG
No John Cena, this my time
Trying to find how to be strong, hard to find
They love three times and they love
I'ma keep trying
And bottom line, I need your L-O-V-I-N
Come on
Girl, make no mistake, right by my side
Little mama that's your place, keep holding
Kane is on the mic and I'ma tell about
A minimum length, of rhymes of strength
And power, so listen to the man of the hour
Flow and go to a slow tempo
expands length
The body of my text posses extra strength
Power-lift the powerless up, out of this, towering inferno
My ink so hot it burn through
the dam
And broke their connections to the railway lines
So they could blast into the quarry
And for every load of granite
We got a ton of worry
One
I'ma keep trying
And bottom line, I need your L-O-V-I-N
Come on
Girl, make no mistake, right by my side
Little mama that's your place, keep holding
of the line, Sharona
Never gonna stop, give it up, such a dirty mind
I always get it up for the touch of the younger kind
My, my, my, I-I, whoa
M-m-m-my
blood
I'm gonna have a winning season
You're really gonna see me shine
God gave me strong legs for a reason
To be the first to cross the line
of the line, Sharona
Never gonna stop, give it up, such a dirty mind
I always get it up for the touch of the younger kind
My, my, my, I-I, whoa
M-m-m-my
nor what was to be found
Heeding weakness, feeding strength, oh life at length is frail
I seek again the river's source through time's dark shadowed
out
Big Daddy Kane is on the mic and I'ma tell about
A minimum length, of rhymes of strength
And power, so listen to the man of the hour
Flow and go
race
The whole planet at arm's length
And we don't deserve this place
What good is a poker face
When you've got an open hand
I was supposed to be
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