lirik lagu ricky bats, a.l. (all
[intro]
uh, yeah
(pauly)
[verse 1: a.l.]
i keep my head in the sky, get bread till i die
spit the truth in the booth, never with the lies
move into sp~ce for a better enterprise
better choose with the fish or get fed to the flies
cold world, that’s why we strapped with the heat
i’m the rose that grew from the crack in the streets
and it’s tough times, everybody stress ends
gets stabbеd in the back by your best friend
imaginе that, living in a habitat
them old days, i wish i could have ’em back
a younger me, innocent, that was running free
stashin’ baseball cards in my dungarees
now the world is more than a hundred g’s
oh lord, can’t believe what we come to see
times change so much in this rhyme game
i find strange everybody wanna sign lames
nothing is real, we’re stuck in the matrix
it’s how i feel, i’m tired of this fake sh~t
need to go back, back to the basics
where i used to wear the guess jeans with the ace six
so face it, the heart to erase it, it’s tasteless
like your own kind being racist
it amazes like the sight of a sp~ceship
i’m wasted like a celebrity on page six
[chorus: fredro starr]
hundred g’s just to get fly
private peez just to get high
blow a whole p just to get by
now you seein’ big b’s when i went by
hundred g’s just to get fly
private peez just to get high
blow a whole p just to get by
now you seein’ big b’s when i went by
[verse 2: ricky bats]
they ain’t seeing the vision i saw
now they givin’ high fives and applause
when it’s convenient to them like a store
but sh~t, i’m shuttin’ doors, get it, n~gga
i’m shuttin’ doors (huh, think about that)
when i’m drivin’, i let my mind go
take me to places only stars glow
deep in the clouds, takin’ long strolls
and long tokes of the smoke to help the bars flow
unload luggage like it’s cargo when the public token rubbish
paintin’ pictures with my true colors, it’s an art show
verbally picasso with all lyrical
i form miracles possible so you could listen to
and every song and interlude, i gave you visuals
kept it authentic, a street individual
what started in my mother’s living room
even through the critical moments, i own it
no matter how big a menstrual, n~gga, win or lose
i’ma show out like an interview
[chorus: fredro starr]
hundred g’s just to get fly
private peez just to get high
blow a whole p just to get by
now you seein’ big b’s when i went by
hundred g’s just to get fly
private peez just to get high
blow a whole p just to get by
now you seein’ big b’s when i went by
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