Check, check
How y'all doing out there?
Uh
Hey yo,
I still rock the bulls,
snap back because of Jordan
Space Jam, Smelly Jim, short that I perform in
Never seen a reason or a rule I should conform with
Ability to rap was merely something I was born with
Drunk and out of touch with all the friends I used to have when
* was hitting fans and homies didn't have my back then
Pudgy break it down like a B-Boy,
the back spin Pouring liquor up until I wonder what
happened Underground thunder strike,
here come the
lightning Used to think that hip-hop was life,
then
I enlightened Smell the fresh coffee that was brewing every
AM Could no longer be the one I spend my everyday
with Changes,
I'm the type of cat that always hates
it Nice crib, decent way of living by the basics
People growing up and drift away,
I've learned to face it
2.30 in the morning,
all alone,
wasted Taste of adulthood hit me in the face quick
Damn,
I guess I'm never gonna make it,
so I fake it Popping bottles at the club,
stuntin' is a habit First to make it rain,
I guess you probably gotta have it
I was never into comic books,
never into movies I was into getting twisted,
rapping,
macking groupies
Doobies in the city park,
we was so hip-hop Whole life in front of us,
but then we had to get jobs
I quit jobs,
this old dog needs a new trick Appreciate beauty,
watching movies with a
new chick Chuck Taylors laced up,
I've been on my cool
* Questing with my tribe, high listening to
Q-Tip Too wide to handle, two hits to two-step
Posted in the back, junk food on the cruise ship
C6, summertime, soca life, lessen up, it's crazy
The only way to learn some * is messing up
Love,
love, love,
why'd you take so long to come to me?
Oh baby,
and love,
love, your love
Tell me, were you hiding from me
all the time?
Each time I tried to find someone to take your place
It was all in vain,
no, their lips were never quite the same
No baby,
when I was kissing someone new Deep inside I was missing