Lyrics:
'm still here and I know you're still out There because my thoughts all but around you
They always come back to you
So at night I try not to remember how
to the racks
And wave at Susan while walking past going back to our side of campus
Then remember 4 o’clock I’m supposed to go to my Grandma’s
It’s a Sunday in
tolerate no ho shit, don't give a damn where you from, nigga, go back
I can still remember buyin' that cutlass
Bumpin' Al Green, Bobby Womack
And when it
'll be the motherfuckin' mecha of
This hub city spectrum
Where they at I will dissect them
Like a fuckin frogs rectum
While you're wrecking with
Excuse me my friend
Forgot that you were standing there
Excuse me my friend
I don't remember who I am
All I know is I was reaching for the stars
Let go
reminiscing
wondering why God took you back
Your last laugh, your last words
still rings in my head
I remember the summer nights
stories from the Bible you
person
But shit not really working
'Cause you keep hucking tricks like you were sponsored by Burton
Or Birdhouse
cnd to be frank reich with you
I run
Crooner kid is up again
Sporting them Humperdinck pipes
He had all the trucker tramps on
By gawd it still hurts inside of me
The way I waited
of lag, but Ima make it work
Ugh
Stay smooth like Frank Sinatra my styles hands on I’m like a doctor Be one with your universe
Till you feel it deep in your
soul, okay
Everybody wanna be demon 'til they get chipped by your throwaway
And I might do a show a day, once a lame, always a lame
Oh, you thought
I watch cartoons
Seat the loon, this rap Pam Grier's here
Baby drinkers beware, mostly Dolce wear
Frank kill niggaz lives for one point five
While you
Like hope, and pain, and Mary.
Lyin' in the sand while the moon was risin'
Full of thoughts and the feelins I was hidin
All the words that I tried
but I'm a make it work
Ugh
Stay smooth like Frank Sinatra my styles hands on
I'm like a doctor Be one with your universe
Till you feel it deep in your
works us, look it up before you sign it
Dickies suit on while I'm puffing on the chronic
Jumped up in the game, I ain't rush to go to college
I was 21
And still I'm kind of feindish when I'm at this
Been doin' this for eons, peons best to catch this
Vision of excellence, precise rappin' ability
Bout
just wait and see
Used to think that maybe I needed to fall back
But I'm still here and I'm gonna take all that
You just wait and see
You just wait
Ain't here for no fronting just to say a little something
You suckers don't like me cause you're all about nothing
However, I'm really fascinating
gestured, raising her arms upwards in defense. "The thing is, after a
while, you get tired of fighting with him, you know, and after all I didn't
really do
saying all of this while the mic is on,
I might as well let it out cuss one day I might be gone,
I write this song and hope you feel how much we love you
healer
And give you back your pride
In times of need remember me
At rest here by your side.
When the hour of darkness comes
And time itself stands still
props
Nigga, you got knocked on blocks
With rocks, beat down by the cops
And it still don't stop. Glock Glock
I'm grinding, steadily climbing
To the top
I still remember you were leaving through the window
ct the break of dawn while everybody was asleep
The highs were high enough like we had never
up for just havin' their chain out
So many rappers couldn't handle showbiz
While I'm steady rockin', so you know what it is
So many rappers made
in through the porch screen
Door and into the kitchen. "Oh gawd, it's absolutely maudlin outside." "Ach, I
Know what you mean, I feel all icky!"
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