Instrumental to the lead single off of 2007's "Port Authority" that originally featured Masta Ace. Belongs to Rawkus Records, buy the album and vinyl (pictured in video).
This is hip-hop, where we learn from mistakes, Power earned in strength, We lift-stomp, n' the Earth'll shake, Our pronouns predicates n' verbs are great, Call me a teacher, cause you'll learn to hate... That's all I needed to say.
check the record, flawless decord, readin yall words gettin bored, like a sponge you should absorbe, what you know, take a thought insert it in side ya soul, take a quess recorrect, double check non the less, no regrets, thinking you can flex, we roll rolex scars on are chest, still we out there searchin for our quest, theres no map, but to follow it is the test, let me redirect, life life in your flesh, thrive for the best, thrive to never be swept, one secret its how you hold your neck,
oh what. homies gettin down, i call head to head this round, got to pound, my crown, into their frown, when they hear my sound, i astound, you didnt know? well you do now. some heads be foul, looking and sounding wack you can just tell, give them hell, so good they wont want to compete their wack opinions i delete, retreat back into their holes. let em hit a couple bowls, maybe then they'll know. they got to have that true flow to. finally glow
I'm married to the game with that ring in my hand, I'm a free bird, you sink in the sand cuz you sing on demand, When I pick up the beat you on my list of defeat, Hip-hop is everywhere, not just crips on the streets, Tricks of the trade, put ya name in the sun Don't stick in the shade, stick ya dick in the game, The game was made to be won, Just startin out? you aint the best thats in it, 15 years from now, you wont see that checkered finish, But 20 years, guess who did it?
Yo 180, bout face flick a but in the air. This about why we live not bout what we wear. Lemme take you back, yeah back in the day. Before the rain was coming and the stary nights turned gray. I was a young man coming up in Northern Jerz, yeah if you wanna you could call it the burbs. Well, yeah life was mostly fun and games, then this kid sent me into a rage. 8 years old was about the age of my first fight, sipping a juice box to try and calm downthe kid stepped at me I dropped him to the ground
Just take a drive Anywhere is fine As long theres sunshine And Some Waves i can ride! Cuz Really Im not picky when it comes down to it sun up \sun down on a channel like a newz clip headed to work man i dont even need a suit so gimmi alittle wax all i need then im cool, when 7am comes around i never hit the snooze tell'n my girl sleeping ill be back in a few. Im frolic'n In the water With my dolphin friends And i dont got my phone on me.. stop calling it. Falling in to my bed .. and what arrive's in my head. is images of the perfect one ill ride till im dead If nothing seems to be going right I try to Take a left.
yo taste the best, no space left on my merit badge vest,.. experience loaded good times bad times I was demoted before premoted. too much pride bloated couldnt accept the facts, thought life was about drunken nights and money stacks thank god my friends are legit kats, we step up an interveene when you see other homies slippin off the scene,
now look at me girl, look into my eyes, ill tell you what i think of you, it might be lie, but ill fly past everyone else in the sky so high you cant hit me, cos i aint alive, i'm a ghost haunting you in your dreams, you cant get away from me no matter how much you scream,i toss and turn at night trying to push al the things you said to me away, but i cant stay for reasons that i can say.
Check it, Jesus is #1, No one comes to the Father except through the son, John 14:6 you sin go ahead and take your licks His flesh was ripped the veil was torn for you and me He set us free you feel me you can really be killed see, your spirit is eternal but unless you live for Him, you trying to see that fiery inferno not heaven with your name written in God's journal.
ha nice... you got that true flow to..aw shit then lets do what we got to do. i battle without a crew. apparently without a mic to. fuck it its all cool. now i dont type crime hm i dont have time to rewind. my ryhmes aint slime. capture and bind yo mind. be like " i just got to read the next line". spitting so divine. killed this beat - made it mine.
Infinite rhyme in a short time Using in a genius way the same line compose yo music by the power of mind no matter what it is as long it's your own kind downgrade to the old line back to the old time music nowadays is made to corrupt the young minds how many fakes how many times we are the solve to a problem for that get back to yo roots from the bottom asian,caucasian ,black or indian with a tottom uh bust the beat no need for sheats we do it the old way show'em fake ass rappers who is the lead
