Not saying good-bye,
See you in a second alligator,
In a while crockadile,
Peep you in a minute,
For now,
gotta make moves through-out the equater,
not leaving,
just until a little bit later.
[Respect Tha God]
Gone but not forgotten,
Soon to be seen again,
That smash mouth shit,
We used to spit on the corner,
Brown bag, 40oz, and a dutch in my ear,
Paint a picture so clear,
You wish you was burning,
May be gone for now, but be back in a year,
No need for worrying little homie,
I’m also wondering,
Not a profit, more like Khalil Gibran,
Wondering Hobit,
Gather my team to break them,
I’m respect tha god, spit serious talk,
Perverted all day,
Spit darts so ya’ll quote,
My momma on my ass,
Said go hard OR give it up,
So your stuck between a rock and this shit,
Caged Clips.
Brook Nam to Warsaw,
Deliver dirty anchors,
Mangling Mic cords,
All for Hip Hop,
Please ask around OR Google search the name,
You’ll see Gritty City and hear shots dropping like rain.
[L.I.F.E. Long]
Not saying good-bye,
See you in a second alligator,
In a while crockadile,
Peep you in a minute,
For now,
gotta make moves through-out the equater,
not leaving,
just until a little bit later.
[Respect Tha God]
Nobody do it like this no more,
That’s why you need me,
Add my clan we light fire, were the tee-pee,
It may be gone for some but be back in a jiffy,
Like life when its simple,
Or these lines when they hit you,
I channel each member of fam before I spit you,
Then circle back to pay homage,
Shit – I’m Respect!
The God shed light for me,
So I show love,
Get out of line catch a bad one,
You niggaz ain’t hard!
Scared by the truth,
So cold in the booth,
Smack the shit out your ass for trying to touch my grass,
This shit here is hard body,
Like young Gottie with a Shottie,
I ain’t going no where, I’m molding my carbon copy,
Ask my momma she’ll tell you,
I’m stubborn as hell,
Add henny and Bun-Bun,
and I’ll crack your shell!
This authentic hip-hop,
Done like no other,
Go cave man and pull the hairs from your lover!
