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As We Proceed Video (MV)




Performed By: Jay Pikk
Language: English
Length: 3:20
Written by: Marshall Spruill




Jay Pikk - As We Proceed Lyrics
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Now this that knock from the Midwest
No need for headrests
Put a bounce in your step like Nike Shox
When I crank the jukebox
People don't dance no more, all they do is pics
Well hope they capture the feeling when Pikk spit, and that beat hit
City's best kept secret exposed, cool cat Heathcliff
Grew in the concrete jungle, still I rose, peeped how I creeped in
Now I'm blooming like Orlando
Head in the clouds like Lando
Equipped with unlimited ammo, whew, sorry if I ramble
About to blow, at the end of my wits, end of the wick
Explode on canvases, yea I'm Costanza with stanzas
And the status of subterranean canine, no cape
Skills strong with the Wilbon, this ain't up for debate
Tryna crush grooves and watch records break
Let's set the record straight
They have poor taste, while I'm well suited for this like court dates
What's more to say? A lot, never will it stop
Want this badder than all the bitches rappers always claim they got, ha ha
We tell it how it is, they tell it how it might be
No days off like Larry, even nightly
Earning everything, so you ain't gotta hype me
Just don't take us lightly, nigga that's politely... 'litely
As we proceed (To give you what you need)
Proceed (To give you what you need)
Proceed (To give you what you need)
Proceed (To give you what you need)
Can't separate what we create
Calling you fam in hopes you relate
Relaying these messages from my mouth to your plate
Young 'cause I'm 28, flowing like levy breaks
With lines for days, no hook, still took the bait, that shake and bake
Yea, me and mine lapping detractors, they need more traction
Tailored and tapered verses, addressing actors that's slacking
Return of the Jedi, got the green light hotter than Stephen
Rise of the legends, respect him, turning these phrases to weapons
Never had to raise a gun, a raisin in the sun
Hip Hop never died, just playing possum but, I got 'em
Product of my environment, taught avoid sirens and sirens
Still I, defend my turf, grew up around a den of lions
Intense cat, Russell when brainstorming, bringing the thunder
No holding back, 'cause I got bars that'll make Wayne wonder
Biggie sized raps when he snap, need that victory lap
Gripping mics in an anaconda vice, so punks gotta tap
We tell it how it is, they tell it how it might be
No days off like Larry, even nightly
Earning everything, so you ain't gotta hype me
Just don't take us lightly, nigga that's politely...'litely
As we proceed, to give you what you need
Proceed, to give you what you need
Proceed, to give you what you need
Proceed, to give you what you need
Now it's them Motor City rebels
With pedals to the metal
And Ila pulling the strings, he keep it G as Geppetto
Counting blessings everyday, still a handsome young devil
Never one to follow suit, so I never learned to settle
It's them Motor City rebels
With pedals to the metal
And Ila pulling the strings, he keep it G as Geppetto
Counting blessings everyday, still a handsome young devil
Never one to follow suit, so I never learned to settle, come on
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English

Now this that knock from the Midwest
No need for headrests
Put a bounce in your step like Nike Shox
When I crank the jukebox
People don't dance no more, all they do is pics
Well hope they capture the feeling when Pikk spit, and that beat hit
City's best kept secret exposed, cool cat Heathcliff
Grew in the concrete jungle, still I rose, peeped how I creeped in
Now I'm blooming like Orlando
Head in the clouds like Lando
Equipped with unlimited ammo, whew, sorry if I ramble
About to blow, at the end of my wits, end of the wick
Explode on canvases, yea I'm Costanza with stanzas
And the status of subterranean canine, no cape
Skills strong with the Wilbon, this ain't up for debate
Tryna crush grooves and watch records break
Let's set the record straight
They have poor taste, while I'm well suited for this like court dates
What's more to say? A lot, never will it stop
Want this badder than all the bitches rappers always claim they got, ha ha
We tell it how it is, they tell it how it might be
No days off like Larry, even nightly
Earning everything, so you ain't gotta hype me
Just don't take us lightly, nigga that's politely... 'litely
As we proceed (To give you what you need)
Proceed (To give you what you need)
Proceed (To give you what you need)
Proceed (To give you what you need)
Can't separate what we create
Calling you fam in hopes you relate
Relaying these messages from my mouth to your plate
Young 'cause I'm 28, flowing like levy breaks
With lines for days, no hook, still took the bait, that shake and bake
Yea, me and mine lapping detractors, they need more traction
Tailored and tapered verses, addressing actors that's slacking
Return of the Jedi, got the green light hotter than Stephen
Rise of the legends, respect him, turning these phrases to weapons
Never had to raise a gun, a raisin in the sun
Hip Hop never died, just playing possum but, I got 'em
Product of my environment, taught avoid sirens and sirens
Still I, defend my turf, grew up around a den of lions
Intense cat, Russell when brainstorming, bringing the thunder
No holding back, 'cause I got bars that'll make Wayne wonder
Biggie sized raps when he snap, need that victory lap
Gripping mics in an anaconda vice, so punks gotta tap
We tell it how it is, they tell it how it might be
No days off like Larry, even nightly
Earning everything, so you ain't gotta hype me
Just don't take us lightly, nigga that's politely...'litely
As we proceed, to give you what you need
Proceed, to give you what you need
Proceed, to give you what you need
Proceed, to give you what you need
Now it's them Motor City rebels
With pedals to the metal
And Ila pulling the strings, he keep it G as Geppetto
Counting blessings everyday, still a handsome young devil
Never one to follow suit, so I never learned to settle
It's them Motor City rebels
With pedals to the metal
And Ila pulling the strings, he keep it G as Geppetto
Counting blessings everyday, still a handsome young devil
Never one to follow suit, so I never learned to settle, come on
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Writer: Marshall Spruill
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