Lyrics:
"Hey Reg, what's up, this your Uncle Darien
I know you and uh-Curt are out there in support of your new album
TESTDRIVE' tearing up the east coast"
Oh
with some rules
Ayy, JoJo, I need you to take notes too
Don't take me off the deluxe album that no one gives a fuck about
Take me off the original too
Believe me
I am unbothered
When it come to you ni**as
Cause ima eye the secret eye and then chop it wit jigga
Who the fuck
That ni**a is
Wit albums
gonna stay the same
Or are you gonna stray
Wish that I could bridge the gap
But you're so far away
Feelin' so good might smoke some
Lookin' for my
the movement
Niggas know we in the kitchen
You can smell it brewing
Got the power like I'm 50
LME the unit
Now let's get into it!
I feel like my brother James
We
The hustle so
We just moving piece
By piece
Chasing a check
Checkmates and it's
Chess both making
They mess that
Milk get old crying it
Spoiled build destroy
on the first
Anticipatin' on the worst, wanna weightin' up ya purse
Shook the jobby job down at noon and don't disperse
They wouldn't pay ya ass as far as they
ladas into tree
Whilst Midlanders and Brummies
Die by bollocks to the knee
Let the Welsh choke on their national song
A daffodil in hand
East
Superstar, man I'm far from an average Joe, supernatural
Stepping out, looking like I'm in a fashion show
Came into this industry and now you're
to the O
Tell me is the man made by his clothes?
Polo
I'm pro polo
P to the O to the L to the O
Tell me is the man made by his clothes?
Polo
I wear polo
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
know lines
Northern suburbs
We bring the force in numbers
To south west east
Emcees on a pa album covers
Hip Hop I really put my heart in it
Like sim
the static
Album on drop
We finna pop
Straight to the top only the way to go
Rap what I'm bout
Fuck all the clout
You from the east then you trained
with a nightlight
Uh, my mind move like a Tron bike
Uh, pop a wheelie on the Zeitgeist
Uh, I'm finna start a new movement
Uh, being led by the drums
on the first
Anticipatin' on the worst, wanna weightin' up ya purse
Shook the jobby job down at noon and don't disperse
They wouldn't pay ya ass as far as they
KRS One is just the guy to lead a crew
Right up to your face and dis you
Everyone saw me on the last album cover
Holding a pistol
Something far
I am an O-UT-KAST
So get up off your ass
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git
I am an O-UT-KAST
So get up off your ass
Nigga, you need to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need
to change a thing
Album two is coming
I'm not even 17
People don't flex when I pull-up
Cause you know I got means
Tried to hit a lick
So imma hit em with
life
Making money by making music
But I do this for a movement, thought you knew it
"Heirs to Christ's throne," that's what I proclaim
I don't care
Don't trip son manifest a movement
Start with the haters then I move to the foolish
Stupid bringing down others you a loser
Simplistic mind and no I don't
I made it this far off with dedication
I’m not the greatest
But soon to be
With the steps I’m taking
I used to look at me getting GRAMMYs
having talks with Dad
Saw the bad coming
He brought me
I watched the water pass
Pops was tryna hault me
From having
Thoughts of a altered past
Passing by
to cap on you,
I wouldn't even sweat it cause you'll be through
Lookin so far up, you might fall down
Gettin clowned by the hound from east Oaktown
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