Lyrics:
digital bream, visual scene
Roll footage on your video screen
Globe patrol, Two On The Road, we never fold
Snub react, GZA mack eliminate tracks
mou'in? Wha' is wri'en?
Flip, this U'ah accent's trippin'
This Sundee down south in Hurricane
Quell Crick's rilly got me fillin' thinks
Nope no sluffin'
New Map, Next Part
This the perfect reason for a fresh start
Got my crew behind me so I
Never need to stress hard
Doin' all these tasks on this
Atlus
South scene, me and the team trying to fuck us some sluts
Dying to fuck, I chuck us when we step through
Poppin' our collars, with our nephews
Next
sweat it
Soon u can forget it
I had dreams that I turned to reality
By any means
Regardless of the casualties
Behind the scenes
Ever after
Never
While I change the game
Like Sigel and J, nigga what
I'll never follow I'm a baller, U-Hauler
Prowler on the scene, fog eyes looking mean
DVD's with
trying to get paid
I mean look at how well I have my stuff displayed
And the cars drive by in a frickin parade
Cuz I've been doing this for almost two
I was only three, I felt nineteen
Had trauma like crazy, might as well be
My whole childhood was a crime scene
But now that shit, it's all behind me
Already bitch
Trunk full of yay bitch, PA to H Town nigga
Get on yo' money motherfucker
It's really goin down in the South
Sweet Jones biatch!
(Uh)
chasing his dreams life aint what it seems
I aint hiding behind the scenes in the streets like Dr King
Attitude like Malcolm X we get this shit by any means
Could it be a stray or death creeping up from behind us
Got beef with a hood that ain't rocking with us
Caught a few in my hood and seen the footage
Head south in the morning, just take off with no warning
Tell your boss you need a change of scene
Head south if you're feeling your homesick heart
socially at my expense what’s the picture
Pathetic political moves that misinterpret the scripture
My people getting caught by bullet spirals and viruses
the DVD
All the extras and behind the scenes
I'll try out every melody
Find the one you like so you won't leave
All the paintings in labyrinth
That we made
For me this boardwalk life is through, babe
You ought to quit this scene too
Sandy, the aurora is rising behind us
This pier lights our carnival
For me this boardwalk life is through, babe
You ought to quit this scene too
Sandy, the aurora is rising behind us
This pier lights our carnival
Bandito
pull up with the heat oh and I bet I’ll get them out they seat though
Tell em we need more, bottle service by our seats though, my Shawty got
of rap
With the doller sign rhyme and a five star track
I travel the scenes all across the world
Even Mexico bustin that Charles Suprero
And ther's no
pretty, on a tour all across my city
Sipping drank by the pint, about to bust my kidney
From the North to the South, we gon represent
I'm getting bent
know we're about to achieve
Going on missions with Ski Ski
Mashing in work behind scenes
Come through with my style on lock what
I'm gonna let this vibe
a bullet in a couple of these suckers
Riding in the south of Oxnard causing ruckus
Bitch they ain't no stage behind the fucking scene
Bitch I'm chilling
boots that I'm itching to rummage
Two quid in my back pocket who knows what I'll spend it on
A well-used telescope or maybe even Tron
On DVD, because I've
beside him
Every real artist need a real label to sign them
Just like every good man need a good woman behind them
It ain't about havin' the baddest chick
we break unbreakables
Don’t hide behind the scene hidden scenes are all erasable
We fight against anti, but with Christ all things are capable
Get ya
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