lirik lagu alex faith - 95 atlanta
[verse 1: alex faith]
10:45 walkin’ out my door
fresh timberlands on the bathroom floor
i’m headed to the city
me, my patnas on the north side
plottin’ on the come up
we gon’ make some gold
my life before i met the lord was all about a bankroll
everybody that be talkin, pockets really ain’t swole
so i mind my business
playa what you talkin bout?
i was makin moves when i was livin at my mama house
i’m ridin’ in the old school
cruisin’ on the east side
listenin’ to goodie mob
everywhere that we ride
i’m headed out to clayco where we b-mpin urban legend
summertime in riverdale
ain’t nun’ you could tell me boy
[hook: alex faith]
a-town, peaches on the plate
box chevy, that’s a ’98
dominique ’92, b-ssline
world series, it’s atlanta 95
east side, raised on the east side
west side, i’m still on the west side
north side, homies from the north side
south side, i got love for the south side
[verse 2: corey paul]
hustle city
fell up out the h
culinary k!lla, bussin’ head behind some cake
steal your seat
runnin’ late
drippin’ sauce
eat your steak
catch ya’ slippin at the light, and leave red velvet on ya’ plate
gotta eat
sittin in the slur for weeks
you been talkin’ bout the lord
my lil patna’ got the key
we gon’ buss it back, bring us back a back
bring us back a check, tryna get what’s mine
don’t care what’s next, you try to flex
one hit em wit’ a squat, then lift a ox
benchpress a haul
heavily involved
heavenly evolved
got conned’ up out the smog
and my phone
answerin the call
came up to them clowns
drove down with my guys
i say oop
alley-oop
out the booth
i got you
i’m like bishop
i like you
’92 on the roof
box fade, kid ‘n play
i’m talkin’ sydney and sharane
cause it’s a party in my city
thank the lord that we done made it out
[hook: alex faith]
a-town, peaches on the plate
box chevy, that’s a ’98
dominique ’92, b-ssline
world series, it’s atlanta 95
east side, raised on the east side
west side, i’m still on the west side
north side, homies from the north side
south side, i got love for the south side
[interlude: corey paul]
man, i remember back at the shows
it was basically a garage, a fan, and some sodas
you know what i’m sayin, boys standin’ on crates rappin’
rappin’ for they life mayne, you know what i mean
it wasn’t bout’ nun’ but the music, wasn’t bout no lights and fog and guarantees
it was about just makin’ great music
1+1 just equal 2
and that’s what we tryna do, bring great music back to the city
[verse 3: alex faith]
i’m in my lane i’m takin’ it
and not concerned with makin’ it
i do it like i forgot to care who your favorite rapper is
seem to blow your mind with these lines when you hear me rappin’ this
so that when you get this alb-m tear it out the package
creation of this here will make it clear just who my master is
i’m just tryna master this
i am not a pacifist
treat the beat like holyfield and hit it with my master fist
pleasure from the pain, yeah
sorta like a master kit
cause i’ll be where them trader boys
atlanta choppers sprayin’ dog
you know i’m being real
so i’m just glad my mama prayed
south side introduced me to a lot that i ain’t know about
walkin’ through the neighborhood
get jumped outside my patna’ house
giving you visions of things i seen with my own eyes
city raised me
but it hates me
submerged like i was baptized
i’m just tryna make this great again and be like that guy
tom glavine to this music like atlanta ’95
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