Nostalgia
Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2008 11:36 am
Shush and clap, raiza sharpe just landed on the tarmac
physically scarred like british marred chaps, too much of a crowd so bring the car back
outstanding parkin fees so im sent to sea to an undisclosed building
click clack like writers block the bars snapped, prison gangs be either chilling or killing
got a right to fair trial, in denial that i commited a crime, its trial time
breakin a sweat, jury makin bets if im innocent,kept thinkin "if i lie im fine"
found not guilty, wipe my brow, the blue birds sing with the sun shining
better become a law abiding citizen, im a hoodstar so i gotta get to my gun signing
My Son is Lining up, didnt know i was his dad, naively came up to me with a pen and a pad
looked at his face i then became sad, rememberd his momma and then i became mad
Stop day dreamin, stars i was seein, a thug comes up to me puts a gun in my face
so i close up shop, so i wouldnt get shot, and i ran my hardest like i was runnin a race
backtrack turn back the page, rewind for a split second in time
At the post office, im second in line, a bitter old woman just seconds behind
a model walks down a catwalk, the audience faints the second she shines
a 23 year old dude lies on his death bed, turn his familys world upside down the second he dies
A young budding, cunning rapper with a lyric fulla swagger, cries in tears of joy the second he's signed
Record, retrack and scratch the beat, feel the bass below ya feet and show ya peeps
u moe then weak, fear dont touch me, justified justly, hungry with the munchies u Slow to Weep.
No feelings for a stranger, so that girl u just saw? nah you shouldnt bang her
no love for a stranger, had sex wit her and hanged her, called you the boston strangler
This world far from perfect, people still waitin for love to resurface
return the product and then re purchase, you buy a new album and ya friends say " We heard this"
Ashamed, its all so lame, people dont know ya name, but you dont care
you wont care, dont stare, need clothes to wear, they show you love so show the same
physically scarred like british marred chaps, too much of a crowd so bring the car back
outstanding parkin fees so im sent to sea to an undisclosed building
click clack like writers block the bars snapped, prison gangs be either chilling or killing
got a right to fair trial, in denial that i commited a crime, its trial time
breakin a sweat, jury makin bets if im innocent,kept thinkin "if i lie im fine"
found not guilty, wipe my brow, the blue birds sing with the sun shining
better become a law abiding citizen, im a hoodstar so i gotta get to my gun signing
My Son is Lining up, didnt know i was his dad, naively came up to me with a pen and a pad
looked at his face i then became sad, rememberd his momma and then i became mad
Stop day dreamin, stars i was seein, a thug comes up to me puts a gun in my face
so i close up shop, so i wouldnt get shot, and i ran my hardest like i was runnin a race
backtrack turn back the page, rewind for a split second in time
At the post office, im second in line, a bitter old woman just seconds behind
a model walks down a catwalk, the audience faints the second she shines
a 23 year old dude lies on his death bed, turn his familys world upside down the second he dies
A young budding, cunning rapper with a lyric fulla swagger, cries in tears of joy the second he's signed
Record, retrack and scratch the beat, feel the bass below ya feet and show ya peeps
u moe then weak, fear dont touch me, justified justly, hungry with the munchies u Slow to Weep.
No feelings for a stranger, so that girl u just saw? nah you shouldnt bang her
no love for a stranger, had sex wit her and hanged her, called you the boston strangler
This world far from perfect, people still waitin for love to resurface
return the product and then re purchase, you buy a new album and ya friends say " We heard this"
Ashamed, its all so lame, people dont know ya name, but you dont care
you wont care, dont stare, need clothes to wear, they show you love so show the same