Lyrics

it was me and goldinchild rhyming in the spot, we was a crew at the time plus we getting hot, my group is on the rise plus we fin to pop, plus we had a demo at the time that we fin to shop, trying to spit on any mic we get to rock, from the clubs all the way to the ghetto spot, in the projects where they would just flip the rock, where they used to hold the bricks kind of like a cinder block, so in between the boos that we get a lot, we be making moves no one is fin to stop, we rolling on ya crew plus come off the top, two white dudes leaving ya crew all up in a shock, almost lost my life one night just getting shot, one night when i was rhyming all up in the spot, but the only way i'm ever ever gonna stop, is when my heart quits right there plus the casket drops, worldwide international, intellect dialect from the spiritual, the original born again miracle, its worldwide international, before we surrounded you like longitude and latitude, k was spitting that mathematical and radical, now a day 52 travels international, gold on a local with a vocal that will capture you, feel like i'm back from a 20 year sabbatical, cats ignore the truth but swear they kept it factual, line upon line like i'm autobiographical, pen by the masses saying it's supernatural, man listen i ain't talking that witchcraft, no premantion when goldinchild spits that, raw lyricism when the sprit of pen raps, arm's out stretched steady hugging the block man, we out for the lost army of nameless faces, we was on stages pushing the rock of ages, me and k stay moving the crowd, soi lifestyle never putting the mic down.

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Artist: kj-52