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Slave to the Music

24-7 Spyz

Dance Hits [Madacy 1996]

1998

start to renovate
Do it good, do it now and don't you wait
I'm an addict
I don't give none
Yes I'm hooked by music and on the run
If you wanna behind

give a fuck about what
None of ya'll hoes talkin' about
If ya'll niggas ain't talkin' about
Money don't talk to me

Ain't nobody flyer, young nigga

a megaphone
Just for y'all to hear me - I'm special
Delivery you the styrofoam - none a y'all are near me!

I should write a letter to myself and say blood is

a conscience though
Fuck the police shit how the fuck can you
Turn to mother fucker
When they already turning on you
It is what it is fuck with me

Focusin' on motion, homie, I will never settle
Cause when I'm off the Adderall, I'm on a different level
Chiko's turn, bitch
May not like me now, but

edition
Bitch I'm different (uh huh)
I'm a one of one
Can't compare me to none
KD how my whip shinin in the sun (waddup KD)
Flyin out to Phoenix, twiggys

through
Wanting all and wanting none in clarity
See me repeat every second between her words like a reality
That can only exist when nothing is concealed

on my hood, I got ten on me
When a nigga getting beef
I'm putting ten on him
And that's a lot gwap
When you coming from the block
Had a whole bird tryna

The Story

Dred Scott

Breakin' Combs

1994

Sat the big booty in the passenger seat
Fastened the seat belt, I'm off to the cheap motel
Well, what to do?
When you check your rear view mirror

call her Sosa, she go bang
I ain't with none of that social shit, I don't got time to hang
You pour out yo' heart like soda just for her to call you lame

when I lean, on you freeing Mr. Clark. They ain't no I lived on east Parish
Where the perish quick, shout out to my barber Jean. Had me cloaked with

And between what you hear and what is spoke
Say they by your side, shit's a mother fucking joke 
Packing agendas like a sharp knife to ya throat

Hear it when I

come
Right now its all or none

So pass of arrogance
Gets you nowhere fast
And then the only where you move is back

And that's when I call on the light

Arts with the logical 
Faith with logos 
But they claim it impossible 
So they call me loco 
They vocal 
When they talk about me though
But what do they

to the past life, sins of the father
You are forgiven even when you never bothered
My 5 year old self resents, none forgotten
Images of man and woman getting

wrong
No one to call, so I just vent in my songs
‘Cause no matter how I’m feeling that shit make for good music
You say you love me but that’s yet to be

but know
Don't always work according to plan, gotta learn as you go
And I found life's a game of inches, I'm still playing, gaining digits
Making calls

leave till I'm steady
Cmon' Mari, come back in when you ready
Cmon' Mello, you know I stay ready
We rockin' the house but none us Freddie
Ace Ventura, I'm

Elevating
Stick with my brothers no separation
Walk in the spot with no reservations
Got me a shooter no hesitation
If you walk in this spot give no

need you to stay
Here's why

I been living inner city
My life been pretty shitty
Call me Walter Mitty
And when I start feeling pity
you know I'm gone

lieutenant
You a soldier
Pop up dummy
That's a dozer
This ain't Sesame Street
You get kidnapped
Playin' grover
How I'm feelin' myself
Bitches call me casanova

Look in my eyes and tell me what you see Juvenile, 17, focused on a dream
And I rap songs about my brothers that ain't here, they all deceased
Rest

none of these boys wanna go against me (No)
That boy says he ain't afraid of us
I just pulled out my binoculars
Mandem ran from the City like Man U did

a Grad Valley Vike who was a South Valley Knight
And I'm not afraid of the truth and What's really right
Pretending in church
Call me out I'm ready for