Lyrics:
on the road
I got hos on the tour
Couple more i seen on dvd
I got a bitch in atlanta
A bitch in the bando
A bitch in a band that make beats
She finna see if i
And if you're nuttin but a mark
Make sure that you're in before dark
But if you need some affection mate
Make sure the bitch ain't a section eight
makes perfect
And perfection is a pipe dream,
Where does one find balance
Yeah
Under the surface
You can under the sea that I'm nervous
And it don't take
wit a K
That's cool, till we spin a block and take a face
They saying young Briskk you hot, you niggas late
On my dick because I got food up on my plate
I want take the time out to give a shout out
To everybody that's been helping me
To get where I'm at today
All of the people that been mentoring me
you on stage but you're just working a curtain
I no longer earn as a merchant
Posted in the lab with the work of a surgeon
Slice with the words that I'm
you
You want fame, you can take that path
Candlelights 'fore you take a bath
You got such a sensational ass
I'ma get you Jimmy Choo and Marc Jacob bags
By the same faces by the same racist
Alright man, alright so really what's on my list is all these garbage local bands
That get all the stages! Like
faces by the same Racist
Alright man, alright so really what's on my list is
All these garbage local bands that get All the stages!
Like you can't even
ARE
STAND UP
DON'T LEAVE YOUR MARK LEAVE A SCAR
YOU THOUGHT THE BEST PATH WAS NOTHING
STOOD BY AND WATCHED THE WORLD FALL
NOW YOU KNOW THEY AIN'T
at the start gate
I've been there done that 10,000 times
I play the main stage man
you just wait in lines
You wasted life
Getting wasted high
Lost in space
the sight-seeing
And if you're nuttin but a mark
make sure that you're in before dark
But if you need some affection mate
Make sure the bitch ain't a section
that's packed with raps and nickels (blaow)
I put that on my dads initials
I'm from the hood where brother's brandish pistols
Over petty beef
chore, chore
We was early stage, take me on tour, tour, tour
Poisoned by your body, ain't no cure, cure, cure
Hands around your stomach, you my core, core,
rap, I'm tryin to make cream and that's that
Whatever it takes however it gots to go down
Four mikes on stage a motherfuckin four pound
Speakers
i'm just another thief
Came to take a piece and make you stutter when you breath
Now girl you to smart to be a tour mark
Set to play correct from
from a female MC
But you know what I mean? (Hail to the Queen!)
This MC stands for "Microphone Commando"
When I command that you take a hand
from a female MC
But you know what I mean? (Hail to the Queen!)
This MC stands for "Microphone Commando"
When I command that you take a hand
And throw it
sorta crazy, I was born in the 80s
I'm burning DVDs and playing them for the kids
With some of my favorites, combos and hybrids
Take the Transformers,
telling you my story, take a seat and watch the film
I just grew up from a place, where I had to proof that I exist
Had magnify my presence, so that people
take this little thing of ours on a world stage
'Cause I remember when a nigga had no name
I had some ones that knew I would shine with no chain
Got
up on it))
Every time u get some
People wanna take it back
They rather see u on the run
Than see u get it like that
Every time they stop u
Change up
they fall
Got all of these rules just to live by the law
This is my surefire I don't get no applause
I'm just being me ain't no way that it's my fault
From the life that we live in, the people that you see
You don't know, no, you don't know
All the lights, money, women, corrupted by his dreams
Take
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