Day Going (feat. Big Fraze)

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Ooh, boy
That's that hip-hop
That's that hip-hop, man
It's a long love affair with this thing, man
Love this thing, man
Thank you
We just gonna keep making this music
Thank you, hip-hop
Thank you, hip-hop
Just because it's been a part of our life for so long
Big part
Thanks for being there for me
Hey, like my homeboy, Lion, say, rock out till you clock out
Yes, sir
Yo
Man, it's just some music to get your day going
So strictly, see we stay flowing
So strictly, see we stay lowing
So strictly, see we stay blowing
Caution to the wind, man
Stay awesome to the end
You get lost and come jump in
Same kind of used to floss the benz
16 with a whip
Name played a little drip
Clothes fly a little bit
The guy just a little bit
Mostly with the hoop game
Had a few cool things
Had a smart crew, man
My whole life, it was two things
Shoes and hip-hop
Hip-hop and shoes
New York mixed tapes and breakdancing crews
krush Groove, and Beat Street
Fat boys all you can eat
Suede , Pumas, Filas, and Adidas on my feet
Been doing the switch up
Been walking and they sit up
Still walk over and say, where you getting them shits cuz
Still makes me laugh
It's just part of the allure
Hip-hop and shoes
My love for this is pure
Said my love for this is pure
Said my love for this is pure
Said my love for this is pure
Said my love for this is pure
James Brown, Georgia, better known as Richmond County
Butler Bulldog, me and my cousin Cash County
Back then, we would walk to the hoop court
O heads would send you to the store for some Newports
We rhyming all the way
B-Boy straight freestyling
We opened for R. Kelly and that brother Ben wildin
We stepping and gyrating
R. Kelly sang it
Backstage after the show, this nigga dang-a-lang hanging
It was teenage girl equals teenage love
It was Shakey's folk
That was a teenage club
We partied hard in that jaint every Saturday night
We hunching sweating out bullets, having the time of our life
When I was young, I should have known that I would rock the mic
I used to flow dope rhymes
To Uncle Luke so hype
Every time I grab the mic, I rock the mic with all my might
Now I'm MC Supa Black
Shawty damn right
It's all right
I ain't did nothing wrong
We got it going on around the world
The same song playing
We praying
We can only touch every earlobe round this here globe
It's strictly forever so sickly
Medication for the heart
That's why your stomach feel tickly
It's that feel good, that real good
I hope you get me
I hope you get me
It's that feel good, that real good
I hope you get me
I'm going to say this shit in Spanish
Yeah
Yeah
Que pasa
Chupa mi verga
Me llamo Rasta
Vente para acá
Mira
Viva la raza
A Gucomole MC will get ate with chips and salsa
Went to Mexico 2,000 miles from my casa
Hola
Yo tengo pistola
Yo quiero mota
That means I got a gun and want weed
They think I'm loca
Now we're the real MCs because y'all rhyming like pinochas
On the microphone and got your girl and giving up the chocha
Puta, if you got beef, eat some lachuga
And we can take it under the water just like some scuba
From southwest Atlanta to Mexico, then to Cuba
From Israel to Africa, reppin' the Trump, just do the
Callete
I tear the club up just like a cuete
The battle of every living survivor for the whole next day
Vendejo
I snap you together just like a Lego
Take all of your dinero and put it in my sombrero
Yeah
So many people quick to tell you what they don't appreciate about you
What do you appreciate
You feel me
You appreciate breathing
You never to come and do what you love

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