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Uh, no doubt, it took ten years, for me to pressure cook my fears No my front line rhymes moving up from the rear My dream slash career appeared ever so clear Now I'm able to touch, smell, feel, speak, and hear My fans cheer, my time is finally here The past depart the present cause the future is near Anticipation, magnified my motivation Direct my energy to touch nations Been entertaining since niggas was really banging Dancing at the old folks parties, pancaking I've been waiting for my time to shine From Catholic school John Mid junior high From ??? to rocking at the Good Life We paid the price to keep rhyming and rip shit on the mic Yo, cause if you only knew what we been through The struggle and the pain to maintain and continue [Chorus: ] Expectations, on our committee Unified relations We Rebel our Rhythm through tribulations And treble and bass the situation with dedication Yo, go get your ticket, you'll see snacks and beverages While we get wicked all in your brain cracks and crevices Servicing bulletins to you critical puritans Who be shouting in my vicinity doubting my capability (Expect) no defeat, my whole fleet be scorching Keep across your vision blurred from heat distortion The proportions better that precaution While we shake the portion fakes are lost in, never flossing (The antidote for your mood) We sloppy dope and I'm hoping What I wrote get you open like a Fallopian tube In my crew we include brothers who worthy Rebels indeed, J's from LA, I'm from Shahee From Jersey, ever thirsty for success Plus never vexed, flipping for Allah cause he blessed us With the talent, to make Jurassic your next guest Rocking since the '84 Fresh Fest, yes [Chorus: Repeat 2x] Ayo my story starts in the NJ state And gets deep like a movie Bruce and Demi make I moved to the land of sand and ill earthquakes I didn't know this was the place I'd get my piece of the cake Or the piece of the pie, you-N-I-T-why Every Thursday night at the Life we kept it tight That's right, that's where we dwelled and the rhythm rebelled We a blast from the past like the shotgun shells No a mocho males with raps about a beer (Our mission is to persevere) So haters play the rear We toured the stratosphere from London to the Square You swear you're prepared to diss what we have here Indeed time ticks as rapid rhymes rip Earth and time split in time to find it's Just another manic Monday, and one day We'll shine, too, so my crew say [Chorus: ] Yo, whether you love to hate it, if it's in or outdated If I've been overrated or maybe your most favorite You expect me still to write my verse on time And I expect you not to front when you hear my rhyme Don't expect me to smile cause it's in good taste I know cats that's no mistake smiling in my face And don't expect to try and guess if I'm mad or not Or if I'm cold or hot, you would know if not And don't expect me to come and just bite my tongue It's kind of hard to forget what some brothers have done But my mother always said you can forgive and forget And expect that most promises won't be kept I guess I gave credit where it wasn't deserved To brothers must have preferred to not keep their word The bigger the burden, the bigger the uncertain No expectation for my creation, great expectation
Written by: CHARLES L. STEWART, LARRY CORYELL, DANTE LAMAR GIVENS, COURTENAY HENDERSON, MARC F. STUART, LUCAS CHRISTIAN MACFADDEN, MARK ALI POTSIC
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