Lyrics:
a neurosurgeon, operatin wit a purer version
I write prescriptions, of words that fit in
The thought gets prescribed, as I kick it live
Cause it's more that
of vices
Addicted to improvement put that straight in my veins
Getting better with time
Getting better with pain
Either way I stay on the grind
Qinisi umqolo
a weapon and get to steppin'
I'm reckin' every second that I'm checkin' the freakin' record
It's Wrek and I been kickin' it incessantly
Gen & Tech and my
to myself
I will try to write the best...
Flows out the alphabet
Hit da net
Like Vince put the arm and elbow
Shake that ass like it's Dembow
Big bass not made
blowin' up the world, I gotta get mines, I gotta get mines.
I gotsta get mines, yeah
I got put on by DJ Polo, cut the record, "It's a Demo,"
And started
obsessive
How I’m driven by the fact that no one invested
The no one has mentioned
I’m at everybody’s neck til I show what revenge is
Dub 3 straight
send a surge of us to go put churches up
True, ain’t no hurtin’ us
Im on that just to martyr
When the church go in LA couldn’t dodge ‘em
Satan try
That's the only time when I see myself doing better
I just wanna fly but I can't find my feathers
In a world with different people & weathers
I know I
For everybody coming up
Yeah! Gotta write it down
Record it in the scribes you know!
Yeah, twenty years since I did
My first demo tape love to hear my
the Extra Abstract
Grinding on nouns, hittin verbs from the back
It's like that, that's the only way it'll be
So if it gets said nigga, it got to be by me
Plus write scriptures, that bust bright pictures
When Mad Skillz, Cool Reef Daddy plus Tip
Just stepped inside the lab, to keep the Extra Skillz Ab
time for him to go
Take him to the morgue, put a tag on his toe
Not the type you can play a game with
Fuck around, look at all the niggas that I came
put Melo in
I got some Roaches on the table
No cable in public housing
Amazing that I was taken
From the boundary's
They been placing
In this county
family long ride a limo
They put all their pride in my demo
I'm caking I slide with a bimbo
The gas make my eyes do the limbo
But damn it get me on my
didn't mean to leave you hanging
I'm good to go so that you know my words flow
I got the voice that's choice kicking in this demo
Getting fully fully paid
called a gift
Can really fuck you up
I was trying to be on time
But I guess the clock had died
Cuz by the time that I was ready
Had to put the shit
clubs from private school put me up on soft rock
That was cool but I left Z100 and WGLJ
To find bliss with real s and kiss
Video music rocks showed my
and record they go out more,yeah
That's why I'm the best though
I watch my step I can't afford to put my foot wrong
My idols still on the same shit here is my
finna bring all the chops out
I put my trust in this glock
I swear to God this bitch never go backdown
I might die inside my city
Just blame that shit
selling weed too
The night that you died I
Received lots of texts
Most of them saying is Pete Doherty next?
You were vilified and hounded by the press
Now
a thought that she was beautiful
Soul Train Awards I go to not my daughters funeral
I stay drunk and high like I'm imperial
Surrounded by more white groupies
clubs from private school put me up on soft rock
That was cool but I left Z100 and WGLJ
To find bliss with real s and kiss
Video music rocks showed my
clubs from private school put me up on soft rock
That was cool but I left Z100 and WGLJ
To find bliss with real s and kiss
Video music rocks showed my
Yo, this song wasn't even supposed to be put out
We only got to record the demo when Ravin's house got wrecked
But I salvaged what I could because I
Discuss these put that record on demo version demo version by hinder Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In