Lyrics:
Forget a nice day I'm tryna' have a good night
Tryna' do what I wanna and say fuck the nine to five
I know one day I'll be surrounded by the lights
Fitzgerald or Billie Holiday?
We can call it urban to me that's cool
If urban means street, that includes jazz too
And rock for that matter
Go ask Mick Jagger
is getting married
Babies its crazy
How time flew by
But being back home
Reminded me of time
Nintendo on my mind
I might of been nine
Yo i gotta find
on my eight by ten picture
Papichu', slaying gcrews in icu
Battling, using hockey rules
For Keith Murray, doc gon' cock these tools
Rollin down like
an urban myth
The better ways to fare is letting go of what you give
Cause love comes and goes but pain is what it is
My inner circle was a blessing till we
But we don't want to live forever
We want to be free
Time still go by
Time still run dry
Listen, I still ask why
Were we born to die
Want fight for
I'm Chicago like some harolds
I will borrow from the burrows, show tomorrow to the world
Place the urban and the rural, make the wall into a Mural
you show it
Yeah you're bad, explosive
Go 'tell em bloggers, that they can quote me
You got that bomb bomb b-b-bang
That damn bootie clapping
swallow it?
Check the technique, see if you can follow it
Like a path or a road made of yellow bricks
Yo Steady Pace, go 'head and bust the mellow mix
even trip
I need some money I go make a flip (Flip)
I’m buying the by the brick (2 Paints)
In the trap where I’m doing my shift (All Day)
Pull up get
Don't get caught in the mix
I'm from the side we're the sun rise
The only time you see us cry
Is when a Soldier dies
I'm from the side whee the sun rise
Blessings
Spoken: Yeah. God can provide blessings.
Whether you've been falsely accused by the police.
or whether you're doing a hundred
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
or fall I stand tall you're small in fact
Step aside, you might get fried
By the super technique that the rapper applied
As a matter of fact, the impact
Harley
Shawty playing nice till she act naughty
Bring it back, spin around on the table now
Mix things up like a DJ when i come around
Right by my side,
That's all I worried about didn't give a shite about me da
I'm living by myself now I can do what I please
3-Day bender no surrender I got drink and got
on that ass, go over that nigga's mama house (do it, do it)
Now my rhymes are as potent as pipe bombs (boom)
It takes time to concoct rhymes like mines
learned from school is I learned more when didn't go
How you raised inside the suburbs yet develop such a urban flow
Just learn from what I've listened,
shit and then go under his bed to hide
Rappers better run for the hills
I'm coming for kills
I'm one in a mill
Lyrically they're just run of the mill
As the days went by oh
Attitudes don dey pop up
She no wan gree dey pick call
She say alhaji hookup
She don't want me no more
Leave
Me
Go
Leave
Me
Go
Make I go
When I step on stage (I'ma light it up)
Go ahead and pass the blunt (I'ma light it up)
If you're invited you're invited (I'ma light it up)
When I
you're not the one
Not a superstar
Super rare and authentic I shoot like a star
Like a superstar
They giddy they cannot see that I'm the one
Like
Here come the jams, yo punks, guard your domes
It's the man with the mad new styles and funky poems
So strike one, strike two, strike three, you're
say
Welcome to the city they say
I go to my local store just by the corner
I feel eyes on me all the time
I feel their eyes on me all the time
And I'm
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