Cali_Bud
08-27-07, 11:41 PM
Same song every night since I hit the limelight I will not slack..
My plans to verbally attack the track with the swag they lack...
Head phones on drowning out the sounds of a crowd who want me now...
Moving through swarms of screaming groupies like a snow plow...
Curtains open,the masses on they feet the spot lights hit...
Thousands of excited fans is overwelming I must admit..
The speakers transmit the real sh*t they be hearing me spit...
Repeating my lines rhyme after rhyme and they won't quit...
The DJ scratching the track and I know they feel that...
Fully zoning in the moment when I yell "bring that sh*t back!!"...
Adoring fans running from the last to the front row...
And all paid the price of admission to hear me go..
"Mic check and I reset the recent string of events
To invent a eurphoric like state of mind that yall can't find
Hollow man you aint seeing me I'm better off rapping to the blind
A divine soul recognized by only only the realist eyes
Mezmorizing those leaving em spent like the mic I touched
Candy rappers got dudes that snicker at your bars like "is he nuts"?
Second to the best? Nah kill that mess and if I'm not
Tell him to spit it my way and the drop better be hot
I can and am, you ain’t and aren’t
And if you compare me and you that’s what sets us apart"
Lungs spent and the crowd getting reckless as I smile...
Now I take my bow as the satisfied fans go wild.....
My plans to verbally attack the track with the swag they lack...
Head phones on drowning out the sounds of a crowd who want me now...
Moving through swarms of screaming groupies like a snow plow...
Curtains open,the masses on they feet the spot lights hit...
Thousands of excited fans is overwelming I must admit..
The speakers transmit the real sh*t they be hearing me spit...
Repeating my lines rhyme after rhyme and they won't quit...
The DJ scratching the track and I know they feel that...
Fully zoning in the moment when I yell "bring that sh*t back!!"...
Adoring fans running from the last to the front row...
And all paid the price of admission to hear me go..
"Mic check and I reset the recent string of events
To invent a eurphoric like state of mind that yall can't find
Hollow man you aint seeing me I'm better off rapping to the blind
A divine soul recognized by only only the realist eyes
Mezmorizing those leaving em spent like the mic I touched
Candy rappers got dudes that snicker at your bars like "is he nuts"?
Second to the best? Nah kill that mess and if I'm not
Tell him to spit it my way and the drop better be hot
I can and am, you ain’t and aren’t
And if you compare me and you that’s what sets us apart"
Lungs spent and the crowd getting reckless as I smile...
Now I take my bow as the satisfied fans go wild.....