Youngins say drip, some say fresh
Pop out like an old timer in his Sunday best
Keep lyrics close to the heart till he's done. say less
Game is a joke so full of frauds, stay blessed
Follow your inner God to escape the flesh
I'm like 90% sure paradise is next
For the simple fact you weightless and like it's no more stress
Then again I could be wrong we could burn to a crisp
Women line you right up better learn to resist
Even unintentionally your ass could be hiss
Too dizzy she have you in the midst of a mess
Face to face with the devil laying resting in piss
You know the gist, they say the road to hell is paved with good intentions
A grave and no pension
For street poets whose word plays the best inventions no question
Kids never listen had to call him 5 times to help em clean the kitchen
Mean with the spitting cause he mean with the written
Coincides stays pure that's why it's clean and it's hitting
Bang, Yo, It's like the 90's again dudes talking wild with the blickys
But get bad and cant hold water for 7 Mississippi's
I think the whole heavens out there doing the Biz
Nowadays the music see who could ruin the kids
It was drugs and murder then but MC's was neutral
From the hood reporters, nowadays they shooting you
You should leave it alone but the gangs recruiting you
Joining up outta fear and the life ain't suiting you
It's such a sad situation, get right back to this music
Positive motivation
You get back whatever ya give to situations
Bounce back from anything that we ever done been thru
They don't have to like me but they cherish what I'm plugged into
See, back in the days see way beyond debate
Break dance, graffiti music was a fast escape
We grew up on, these other people caught on late
Like that fly shit at night that we caught on tape
Mr. Magic, (W)BAI, Red Alert
Shits straight through hard times and it would hurt
But back then it was such a special feeling
Official New York prophecy was revealing
Spreading out to the world, mass appealing
Other states gave us they're version and smash the ceiling
A beautiful angel spreading its wings
Untainted salute to the pioneers and kings
Kurious - Come Back Lyrics
Kurious - Come Back Lyrics
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Youngins say drip, some say fresh
Pop out like an old timer in his Sunday best
Keep lyrics close to the heart till he's done. say less
Game is a joke so full of frauds, stay blessed
Follow your inner God to escape the flesh
I'm like 90% sure paradise is next
For the simple fact you weightless and like it's no more stress
Then again I could be wrong we could burn to a crisp
Women line you right up better learn to resist
Even unintentionally your ass could be hiss
Too dizzy she have you in the midst of a mess
Face to face with the devil laying resting in piss
You know the gist, they say the road to hell is paved with good intentions
A grave and no pension
For street poets whose word plays the best inventions no question
Kids never listen had to call him 5 times to help em clean the kitchen
Mean with the spitting cause he mean with the written
Coincides stays pure that's why it's clean and it's hitting
Bang, Yo, It's like the 90's again dudes talking wild with the blickys
But get bad and cant hold water for 7 Mississippi's
I think the whole heavens out there doing the Biz
Nowadays the music see who could ruin the kids
It was drugs and murder then but MC's was neutral
From the hood reporters, nowadays they shooting you
You should leave it alone but the gangs recruiting you
Joining up outta fear and the life ain't suiting you
It's such a sad situation, get right back to this music
Positive motivation
You get back whatever ya give to situations
Bounce back from anything that we ever done been thru
They don't have to like me but they cherish what I'm plugged into
See, back in the days see way beyond debate
Break dance, graffiti music was a fast escape
We grew up on, these other people caught on late
Like that fly shit at night that we caught on tape
Mr. Magic, (W)BAI, Red Alert
Shits straight through hard times and it would hurt
But back then it was such a special feeling
Official New York prophecy was revealing
Spreading out to the world, mass appealing
Other states gave us they're version and smash the ceiling
A beautiful angel spreading its wings
Untainted salute to the pioneers and kings
Pop out like an old timer in his Sunday best
Keep lyrics close to the heart till he's done. say less
Game is a joke so full of frauds, stay blessed
Follow your inner God to escape the flesh
I'm like 90% sure paradise is next
For the simple fact you weightless and like it's no more stress
Then again I could be wrong we could burn to a crisp
Women line you right up better learn to resist
Even unintentionally your ass could be hiss
Too dizzy she have you in the midst of a mess
Face to face with the devil laying resting in piss
You know the gist, they say the road to hell is paved with good intentions
A grave and no pension
For street poets whose word plays the best inventions no question
Kids never listen had to call him 5 times to help em clean the kitchen
Mean with the spitting cause he mean with the written
Coincides stays pure that's why it's clean and it's hitting
Bang, Yo, It's like the 90's again dudes talking wild with the blickys
But get bad and cant hold water for 7 Mississippi's
I think the whole heavens out there doing the Biz
Nowadays the music see who could ruin the kids
It was drugs and murder then but MC's was neutral
From the hood reporters, nowadays they shooting you
You should leave it alone but the gangs recruiting you
Joining up outta fear and the life ain't suiting you
It's such a sad situation, get right back to this music
Positive motivation
You get back whatever ya give to situations
Bounce back from anything that we ever done been thru
They don't have to like me but they cherish what I'm plugged into
See, back in the days see way beyond debate
Break dance, graffiti music was a fast escape
We grew up on, these other people caught on late
Like that fly shit at night that we caught on tape
Mr. Magic, (W)BAI, Red Alert
Shits straight through hard times and it would hurt
But back then it was such a special feeling
Official New York prophecy was revealing
Spreading out to the world, mass appealing
Other states gave us they're version and smash the ceiling
A beautiful angel spreading its wings
Untainted salute to the pioneers and kings
Writer: EL RICHARD MORINGLANE, JORGE ANTONIO ALVAREZ
Copyright: Lyrics © The Administration MP, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © The Administration MP, Inc.