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from The Renaissance (2008)
Sometimes I phase out
When I look at the screen When I think about my chance for me To intervene And it's up to me to bring back the hope Feeling in the music that you could quote Not saying that I hate it 'cause here I kinda dig it But what good is a ear If a Q-Tip isn't in it So to stick it in To inform your friend Your boy from the hood Is on that shit again He has upped the degrees And dropped the mercury To splash on the mass And look to upper class And win the records spins That Sometimes goes a win A fickleness of friends They sometimes hate again They always bring up tribe on me Could not suprive on me 'Cause this is my man's on me 'Cause this is my fams And here's somethin' new It's from row for you So don't miss 'Cause you was tribe on the true My due sue hassle heart Don't stop Your repertoire As long as you could see It's you who's staying we 'Cause life is filled with mer? Pills and little pearls and shit I'm fucking up A man I'm tripp'n up But still There is a boy Them people get annoyed Who's focus is on the feel Before we get a deal Cum on! Think it if life can be a thing That wilderness is wild to me But a trip all the road I see we're just the same Think that we're not Where we should be Movin' on we came to Prefect on the street Let's take it a pause And ensure we eat And open an end To criticize the boys They're out in between They loose all their boys They can't keep it down With Dominic and Brown And Doe's of other shades They joy up a way But wait this frame to add Like brai' and cap a Pad And magazine debris A shit She gotta see it I'm no different to you I goes through it too I dumps through the pages I don't come a age I'm not a D A T I'm far from Percy I roll the tumble weed It's just a humble scene That I present to you Is just a Mister Crue Who burrs a harmony And sum a melody Just speaks to where we are And don't a hopes a jar A soon we're walking in A blim to just to say A cum on! |
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from The Renaissance (2008)
My brother Shaka would have wanted me to do it like this
So raise the glasses for all the lost ones in your life Dilla dawg and master wow, what up with Emmy Is well to propel with the spirit of the mic Even if you have one person with you when it's hard That makes it easy, celebrate them let know just who they are Because of these experiences, I have some control On the microphone and roll elevating to the stars Her's a demonstration, with the excellence Reverse the pandemic that's filled with pestilence Who has his finger on the post of the b-boy Serving fees with the stream of a deep boy Who's well connected, you must respect it I'm dippin' with the spirits mentioned on this record Hopefully this serves as motivation The never sayin' docon-sensation Put my stamp on it, the mic clamps on it Mama I know let me put little thamp on it Blade running through the day of agility Staying gunning make way for possibilities It's the capital Q, rap it'll do What I want it to, it's like taming a shrew Living life experiencing proportions Knowing better, I've experienced distortions And through the in and outs, of life's revolving doors I'mma see that, I'm still getting more Yeah, I'm comin' in, I'm gonna see my friend To the top floor, seems it never ends Heaven never ends, yeah, it never ends It be goin' on, it's phenomenon, like a new born Or a Stevie song, it be going on Do ya fell it, do ya feel it, do ya feel it? Do ya feel it, do ya feel it Snare drum goes My brother Shaka would have wanted me to say this to y'all Don't lose sight y'all without giving a fight I'm channeling well and Irvine, Mr. clean He would have wanted me to say what I mean And mean get it right Dilla having you in my past has been a blast You've inspired so many and forever will you last And to my father yo your spirit is draping me Never escapin' me, I'm happy that I had you in my past Let's go (Let's go) Let's go (Let's go) Let's go (Let's go) |
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from The Renaissance (2008) |