Let me give you a little bit of this fresh pressed music
Beat ripped from piece to piece then sent to me by the slick Six
Cooked a masterpiece recipe for 2 hits
Now, I guess I gotta abuse it
Flow stolen from the souls of the old to find gold
Like that out of body specialty, telling me to lift the energy from the scene
Cos it's not about the C.R.E.A.M.
We should dream before we even start to scheme
So I went in and signed myself a producer
Computer log-in to your user
I don't need passwords to keep me secure
Cos I'm just a kid with nothing to lose
Well, I just wanna sing
From the heart
Just like I did
At the start
They say no one pays attention to them details anymore
These rhymes they paint a picture like that tree up on the the wall
Substance from the roots, I dig deeper than that
The system cracked with so-called facts
Could life get sweeter than this
Beautiful track made by Six feat the fellas in black
Takin it back packin' rhymes like Pac, Big and 3 Stacks
With miseducation, don't you get fixed with rumination
Open ya 'magination and face it, it's basic
L-M-N-O-P, L-M-N-O-what? Preach!
Elementary, feel the melody in your (heart)
Cos this beatnik, he too sick
He spit and make the room split
Get by 365 man, enough with all this bullshit
Building bridges for misfits
The kids who keep it trashy, the Plan Bs
You know, the ones who do the nasty!
We pay that price every day man
Go get a slice, go head and get that pound cake man
And I just wanna sing
From the heart
Just like I did
At the start