Key: D major
Verse 1
PJ Caps on the boards
Y 'all thought I wasn't gonna be here,
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but I'm here right now
I'm a vagabond on sheets
so I can ink out these thoughts
To bring the cross across to a lost land
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expand the issues of love now
I was called to write
for the common man's cause
of course it was a gift
but a curse of use wrong
and that's why some still
live that same song
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the notes ain't changed
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they were all warm but
still triangle pop
without bringing that real hip -hop
we got the formula all lock
in the key to respect
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it don't stop y 'all we wrong
to come correct
Tunnel rap's a deep space 5,
co -incide in this MC
Right here, right now,
writing for the free and bound
Mobs for the kingdom is world,
we're now
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What you know about that,
true underground
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I'ma make this last,
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I'ma make this last,
so it makes a turn
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Feel the drum rhythm kick
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Well when we came out y
'all was making demos
holding on to weak ideas
You should have let go you wasn't doing shows
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you was starting beef throwing dirt on my name
I put the word in the street.
You ain't see me at church
talking about Jesus saves
I was out on the block
a witness to his name
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from New York to LA back to the 518
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We strapped with the rhymes you hate,
sick with the lies you make
You never looked through the
window of art we gave
Stuck us in the basement,
then stole from our name
We took a break,
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just to get the business straight
Hoping and praying, played out in vain
You should've stopped writing raps
Or rather stayed out the game
So close your trap if you ain't
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Say enough, I'm posit ive
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Get at me to the grill if you don't
like the way I'm dropping it
I'ma make this last,
so it makes a turn
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Feel the drum rhythm kick
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I'ma make this last
so it makes a turn
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Feel the drum rhythm kick
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Turn flesh, take aim and burn
we all used to know
Get up on this microphone
and let the world see how we grow
Sowing up seeds eternally blessed
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Let me intercede for a second of time,
we like to rhyme for a purpose
Let my heart loose,
set the stage
for a brand new crew
I'm from the five, one, eight,
reppin' these Arbor Hill streets
Where growin' up wasn't sweet,
it was no different
The Bronx, a BK to Queens, so it seems
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We gotta live for the mo ment
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to return it to
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The sender, the lender,
who gave birth to you
In this universe of constant change
Lookin' to affect lives, not jockin' fame
The next minute isn't promised,
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Like my man JB, seize the moment,
make it mine
I'ma make this last,
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I'ma make this last,
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Turn flesh, take aim and burn
rock to the break of dawn
Foes can't get along,
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rock to the break of dawn
Outro 1
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