I was going to ask someone to make one for me but it only made since that I make the theme/intro for my radio show. Fridays 4-5 Pacific.
Lyrics
Started to kick it off the top of the knot
But took the time to sit down so I could formulate the plot1
Men chase my shadow trying to achieve my stats
Believe me black ya lose all ya breathing like that2
I see trains devour whips that’s all in a rush
So I slowed my pace down like a mass transit bus3
Whipping in the fast lane can have you in the fast game
But then it can cause a cash strain4
Lights aint staying on/ But cd’s getting pressed up
Deze wants similac/ but daddys getting dressed up5
All of its messed up/ and 6 a.m.
Definetly aint the time that the party would end6
That’s when works starts/ all charts feel the barrage
Cuz now we pushing work out mac mills garage7
Streets is close watching us/ magnified the sales
To make sure the work we was pushing sold well8
P.O.’s like a cold hell/ the winter is rough
People keeps guns tucked/ you get injured or duck9
You can try act brolic/ go head if you say so
Hey bro you must got lady luck on the payroll10
Ya’ll gon have to learn before long
You aint on Death row and that aint the same song11
The legends grow restless/ like fetuses in a womb
Turning over in their grave/ furious at Itunes12
Bush got his soldiers to die/ I want my soldiers to ride
So our seeds will have someone to provide13
Flip a boy to a youth/ with grit in his heart
Teach em to keep a cool head/ just finish what starts14
I got nothing to lose like insurgents with tools
Suicide bombing cities with missles that cruise15
People need to get at me/ The Underground Spotlight
Is hot right pay attention/ Get ya diddy bop right16
