Down to earth and most importantly, to the point. Music is everything to me. To express that to millions of people let alone, the local crowd, is something th
A rapper with a voice louder than the microphone, needs to start a party for people that are bored. As the song digress to the next verse, the mood shifts from "i wanna go home", to "Turn the volume up and party".
Lyrics
As I proceed
To leave you where you wont be.
Pay attention to this and write it in your notepad.
Beats I create
Try to relay
I make trunks rattle
While the eardrums delay
Naw I aint on ebay so its easy to find me
You can find me in...
But I aint know that though?
She drink and smoke weed to
Baby you can roll it up
How you know about me?
She told me on facebook
Naw we aint friends
But we can be something
Add me in your cell phone
Ok
I got ya
Now its backbreaking roll playing riding
Champaign pouring
Whatever we liking.
Whenever ginuwines playing, her head keeps swaying.
Were lieing to eachother while were freaking in bed.
Seeing butterflies up above.
She changed the cd to mariah and told me I was way to upset.
I left the door soo quick.
But I aint leave a thang
Stared at myself before I hopped on the bus
Halfway the block
The lighters to the indo
Doing my thang tho
Born from the backdoor
Momma aint trippin
Cause she dont wanna hear about me
Told my lil sis baby that is not your brother
So im living in the past
Wish a would
Step into my face bet I will blast
Hook:
Hands to the sky
Let em get high
Throw it up
Verse
Face the facts...you aint bout...
I aint gotta open up a book and read it to you like a child.
I see you wanna get
Get down
Get sprayed up, like playing paintball
Once you try to think wrong
Headshots from the automatic
Leave ya head hanging dangling the spider web
Boy I go and you can ask ya lawyer
Keys in the briefcase
But cant nobody get to this
