Absolutely, just let it go...
Big hip, lick ya lips, shoot to savor it
So refreshin, no re gression,
It's pro- black, pro- progressive,
The 9th Wonder is a Lil' Bro collective
Black Dante, Mr. Phonte cold perfection
Warm soul on glow, not a neck on froze
My speaker box equinox like Coltrane
heart and brains to match
what's fuckin with dat[? ]
And I ride clean, and my thing bling...
9th Wonderful, so beautiful
So unusual, it's sho' plain
On your brain, in your body, in your soul
All my hopes show... reach
You'on't know about me, you'on't know my life
You'on't know everything I go
I'm right back with a write that's sick
I done went another level,
Y'kno Big Dho told me, "Always
that's best in all states
Fifty- plus some, dumb niggaz, "Huh? "
If you "huh", you can hear me,
So my two sisters hear me,
yeah Ronnie cheer me, sincerely
I carry heavy burdens on my back
and my heart stay trapped
Brothers on the grind tryna
'Fore them pagers get turned and
We back to the hustle where
And your face get played cause
you tryna watch your back
My man, seen many niggaz goin like that
Uh, uh. Let it go, better let it go
Just let it go, ah ah, let it go
Let me talk to 'em, check it out...
the more I achieve the more they expect
Cause it ain't nothin in breed
And though you might expect
niggaz to lose they cause
that nigga Tay ain't like the rest
I'm built a little bit different,
To get it short, I'm more than just
Or whatever you wanna call it
Call it music, I call it my life performance
Call 'em fans, I call 'em my life
I speak to you, and this is the year
nigga pull out the feedin tube
Cause y'all porch monkeys,
that shake spears Shakespeare's
my words worth worth a million
Phonte and LB the last temptation
Give a fuck if our shit is played
So y'all rap niggaz can't
You can't bottle me up, shit I'm
the well of inspiration, nigga!
Let it go, ah ah, let it go