Lyrics:
get the lob
Ran into AK from Do Or Die
He said, "Come to the studio, I'ma put you on a song"
"Start my new gig in the mornin', but I'ma come after"
lucky, my God! Flight of Icarus in those grubby dirty by now horribly sticky little fingers and
hands and grubby palms, and oh what else is grubby, I don't
Music has past gone by hopefully you don't manifest
For the wrong guy Egomaniac, in the Brainiac
Don't know how to act, shits deep
Forty eight tracks
it's okay
and I'm starting to feel that if people found out its okay
but then i see you up in the Slums
with nothing on, up in a video
i was so pissed
Keepin new game to spit, what is it?
While the game ?proof? your ear ?hustle takin a nap? like they invented it
All in your video poppin your collar
you tell them?
Video killed the radio star
Video killed the radio star
Pictures came and broke your heart
And now we meet in an abandoned studio
We
of your peers
And losing some of your self
Music has past gone by
Hopefully you don't manifest for the wrong guy
Egomaniac in the brainiac
Don't know how
at the video
Footage in disbelief
Watching history repeat
Hearing I cant breathe
What the fuck
In a rage my mind
Clouded with thoughts
They killing us black men
on the phone with you right now
Like, I told you I'm gonna be in the studio for tonight
Like you really bugging right now, that's crazy
Problems to solve,
last hit-it
I don't get it, Sony pimped me up in a week
And now my accapella's flowin' over wack commercial beats
They shot my video, with an Esoteric
came and broke your heart
Oh-a-a-a oh, uh, uh, uh
And now we meet in an abandoned studio
We hear the playback and it seems so long ago
And you remember
the forgotten sons of the black women who are still haunted by the images and video footage of their murdered sons whose deaths were nothing more than a hash tag
Put me into syndication,
Broadcast to a network station
Of people viewing their favorite episodes.
I can't find a new pitch to throw the studios
checking all the girls in the videos
But you know it ain't real
You be thinking I'm a gangsta
That's how you feel
Keep it lowkey with the bro's in the studio
drinks
Haunted by the thoughts of
Second album sophomore jinx
Where did I fail? Death threats
Woke up in cold sweats
Thinkin' about all these murders that
Live and direct on stage, instead of the
radio or video or studio rehearsin
I'm at my best in the flesh in person
The main attraction, center
Hey! This guy just assaulted me
Dude, imagine making a music video with some of the footage that we've got
Who decides who is a biological male
shoot it pocket corner eight (yeah)
Money in the Chase, big weight by the waist (woah)
If she got a fat ass, put the icing on the cake (ice)
I'm
the show I go: "Geronimo!"
Makin a video inside the studio
Never had the chicken pocks, the measels, mumps or polio
And you'll be sorry when you bite
never done every -every -
Now we’re at square one
Really I should be in the studio
But I'm in the club all the time
If you ever saw the way
These girls
on the haters
It's our money in the bank?
L.A you're my love
All this times working in the studio do this shit just now sound like a radio
Back in the town do it
you failed to run it by me
Fuck a nine to five we in studios
The goons got blowers that will knock you out your Louis clothes
I don't got the time
accusations
Star Sream jet fighters on the scene
Terrorize and fleet as the innocent bleed
Feeding portions profit for the scene
Edit the footage and turn up
range
Big *** offed, I got a night scope aim
Audio, video, you caught on tape
That's a way to get ya *** sent upstate
In '9-AY, I took them trips down
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