Lyrics:
you dig it?
You fed you dead see red
My lead yo head I fed
Like you shit
I got rhymes push that shit like weight
My nigga Lincoln help me
haters dropping them dimes as I'm dropping my rhymes
Dollars makes sense/cents baby cause I hear how it chimes
Ignored the warning signs then I went AWOL
threats given by clowns
I guess livin' is prison when you live around clowns
I'm hexed cursed worse I been blessed first
I thought I was abnormal cause I
Making up these rhymes
Making up these crimes
I'm on the edge of the abyss
But I don't wanna live like this
I've had a taste of the bliss
It doesn't come
on, they want you.
Hook
Way, way, way, way up. Say a prayer coz I’m all blessed up, ey, one two, one two, everybody know I live nice and I’m sine metu.
them lines with them hard hits
And I'm harmin', bombin' with heavy bombardments
Pushin' poetry like weed by the pounds
Underground railroad, RZA track
downfall
Homies trying blackball cause I'm missing last call
See me going uphill now my phone is awol
They just hit the eightball so I miss they last call
from here
When every sense is in mono
Walk by faith, you appear
I want to live in stereo
I can't get there from here
Without a G\od-directed go
remember my rhymes and get the hell away
Just last week when I was walking down the street
I observed this lovely lady that I wanted to meet
I walked up
you dig it?
You fed you dead see red
My lead yo head I fed
Like you shit
I got rhymes push that shit like weight
My nigga Lincoln help me
my rhyme and get the hell away
Just last week when I was walking down the street
I observed this lovely lady that I wanted to meet
I walked up to her
remember my rhymes and get the hell away
Just last week when I was walking down the street
I observed this lovely lady that I wanted to meet
I walked up
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-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
What I mean by lounge, I don't mean bitin, huh
You mess around, and we'll be fightin
It's alright if you bite, but don't recite
because the rhymes
walk by.
Fine as a fine glass of wine.
Let the time pass.
Can't find rhyme to define that.
You live in my mind. Who designed that?
I'm intertwined,
room table
When you hear this record, you bound to go AWOL
I worked too hard, for this life is serious
This ain't bulls-eye, I ain't your target
pictures hoping you look up dictionary rhyme scheme
Scoping out this book love sometimes I wanna be alone
And if you read between the lines you can see
Alchemist you know me man
I'm the type of nigga that write rhymes
Right on the spot in the studio
Soon as I hear the track
You know what I'm sayin'?
the typical guy, brought this original taste
All these lyrical rhymes send out subliminal grace
I'm in a pivotal place, put on a clinical race
I've been
this y'all
[Verse 1:]
Oh what a feeling! - Drivin' in my four by four
Girlies Galore! - B.I.G. on the door.
Chrome trimming - with the smoke tint
Givin
in vestibules
Or on festivals, I'm just eating vegetables
Working my day job, spending my pay cut
Working out on the body, writing rhymes to say stuff
Am I gonna live till next week?
Will I get shot by a dope fiend,
Tryin to get high, tryin to steal my ring
I really can't say, cause I don't know
Run-dmc
Live for you
(Fresh) fresh, yeah
For all you sucker MCs perpetratin' a fraud
Your rhymes are cold wack and keep the crowd cold bored
Run-DMC
Live for you
(Fresh) fresh, yeah
For all you sucker MCs perpetratin' a fraud
Your rhymes are cold wack and keep the crowd cold bored
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