"DAMN BRO... Aye Flash Ima Call You... Aye Flash Im Call You Back Bro, I'm In The Studio Ima Call You Back"
"NO... quick question, quick question"
"WHAT BRO!"
"So... you did want me to come in this weekend?
"Bro Ima Call You Back Bro"
Ok... they call me Mr ill with the word I gotta pencil
Word play will hit your temple
Leave you thinking how I did it
Cringing
Thinking what the hell this young boy about to say next?
I'm the problem child, why I only deal with best
Only deal in the holy field, I'm the holy kid with the bet
Niggas talking I continue walking, I'm a walking God in the flesh
Rest, I don't get no sleep
Always on my feet
Running through the city with the bars, do the running man the beat
This another Jam for the streets
Like another jam for the streak
Haven't had a bad verse since 75, That was 16
Real shit, had to shit like real quick
All my real niggas know how came up from a Lil bit
On some lil shit
I was itty bitty with a baby pen
Now I'm talking digits while I'm waiting in on the inside for the show
On the inside about the blow
Then I hit the stage it's a bust down like I kicked through the f*cking door
They yelling encore for some more
And the bass beating through floor
But that's enough with the small talk
This a walk in the park, art at it's finest
Shining Shining like a diamond in the rough
Perfect timing for this stuff
I looked up now I'm booked up for the rest of the month
And they shook up, they like who what? He used to be the runt
Now it's time I expand my reach
Way past east, going to the west
Full court press, Full on deck
Ready Set... SPOKES...
Like a thunderstorm
Imma re emerge into another form
Born broke
Think rich
See the real
When the scenes switch
Gather bucks
Like a ball team
Plenty blessings
We can all dream
Reach the heavens
Like a tall beam
They gone feel my presence
Out of all things
Let it breathe
Sleeping heavy
I dream light
Say you gangsta
But your jeans tight
Bitch I'm Hella saucy
I don't need spice
Applying pressure
I ain't meant to fold
I'm a quiet beast
With a gentle soul
Keep a side of bread
Like dinner roll
See the bigger picture
Like a center fold
Living legend
Seeking better blessings
Counting every second
Ain't no second guessing
Tired rappers ain't new to me
Spend a pretty penny on my jewelry
I don't pay attention
To the foolery
Head coach ain't no schooling me
Look at you I see you in me
Legendary to a new degree
SPOKES
Balance (feat. Tspokes) Video (MV)
Performed By: Da'Ryyn
Language: English
Length: 2:37
Written by: Christopher Griffin, Tierra Murrell
Da'Ryyn - Balance (feat. Tspokes) Lyrics
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"DAMN BRO... Aye Flash Ima Call You... Aye Flash Im Call You Back Bro, I'm In The Studio Ima Call You Back"
"NO... quick question, quick question"
"WHAT BRO!"
"So... you did want me to come in this weekend?
"Bro Ima Call You Back Bro"
Ok... they call me Mr ill with the word I gotta pencil
Word play will hit your temple
Leave you thinking how I did it
Cringing
Thinking what the hell this young boy about to say next?
I'm the problem child, why I only deal with best
Only deal in the holy field, I'm the holy kid with the bet
Niggas talking I continue walking, I'm a walking God in the flesh
Rest, I don't get no sleep
Always on my feet
Running through the city with the bars, do the running man the beat
This another Jam for the streets
Like another jam for the streak
Haven't had a bad verse since 75, That was 16
Real shit, had to shit like real quick
All my real niggas know how came up from a Lil bit
On some lil shit
I was itty bitty with a baby pen
Now I'm talking digits while I'm waiting in on the inside for the show
On the inside about the blow
Then I hit the stage it's a bust down like I kicked through the f*cking door
They yelling encore for some more
And the bass beating through floor
But that's enough with the small talk
This a walk in the park, art at it's finest
Shining Shining like a diamond in the rough
Perfect timing for this stuff
I looked up now I'm booked up for the rest of the month
And they shook up, they like who what? He used to be the runt
Now it's time I expand my reach
Way past east, going to the west
Full court press, Full on deck
Ready Set... SPOKES...
Like a thunderstorm
Imma re emerge into another form
Born broke
Think rich
See the real
When the scenes switch
Gather bucks
Like a ball team
Plenty blessings
We can all dream
Reach the heavens
Like a tall beam
They gone feel my presence
Out of all things
Let it breathe
Sleeping heavy
I dream light
Say you gangsta
But your jeans tight
Bitch I'm Hella saucy
I don't need spice
Applying pressure
I ain't meant to fold
I'm a quiet beast
With a gentle soul
Keep a side of bread
Like dinner roll
See the bigger picture
Like a center fold
Living legend
Seeking better blessings
Counting every second
Ain't no second guessing
Tired rappers ain't new to me
Spend a pretty penny on my jewelry
I don't pay attention
To the foolery
Head coach ain't no schooling me
Look at you I see you in me
Legendary to a new degree
SPOKES
"NO... quick question, quick question"
"WHAT BRO!"
"So... you did want me to come in this weekend?
"Bro Ima Call You Back Bro"
Ok... they call me Mr ill with the word I gotta pencil
Word play will hit your temple
Leave you thinking how I did it
Cringing
Thinking what the hell this young boy about to say next?
I'm the problem child, why I only deal with best
Only deal in the holy field, I'm the holy kid with the bet
Niggas talking I continue walking, I'm a walking God in the flesh
Rest, I don't get no sleep
Always on my feet
Running through the city with the bars, do the running man the beat
This another Jam for the streets
Like another jam for the streak
Haven't had a bad verse since 75, That was 16
Real shit, had to shit like real quick
All my real niggas know how came up from a Lil bit
On some lil shit
I was itty bitty with a baby pen
Now I'm talking digits while I'm waiting in on the inside for the show
On the inside about the blow
Then I hit the stage it's a bust down like I kicked through the f*cking door
They yelling encore for some more
And the bass beating through floor
But that's enough with the small talk
This a walk in the park, art at it's finest
Shining Shining like a diamond in the rough
Perfect timing for this stuff
I looked up now I'm booked up for the rest of the month
And they shook up, they like who what? He used to be the runt
Now it's time I expand my reach
Way past east, going to the west
Full court press, Full on deck
Ready Set... SPOKES...
Like a thunderstorm
Imma re emerge into another form
Born broke
Think rich
See the real
When the scenes switch
Gather bucks
Like a ball team
Plenty blessings
We can all dream
Reach the heavens
Like a tall beam
They gone feel my presence
Out of all things
Let it breathe
Sleeping heavy
I dream light
Say you gangsta
But your jeans tight
Bitch I'm Hella saucy
I don't need spice
Applying pressure
I ain't meant to fold
I'm a quiet beast
With a gentle soul
Keep a side of bread
Like dinner roll
See the bigger picture
Like a center fold
Living legend
Seeking better blessings
Counting every second
Ain't no second guessing
Tired rappers ain't new to me
Spend a pretty penny on my jewelry
I don't pay attention
To the foolery
Head coach ain't no schooling me
Look at you I see you in me
Legendary to a new degree
SPOKES
Writer: Christopher Griffin, Tierra Murrell
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid