Christmas in Harlem. Right after autumn falls. Soakin' it all in. Then we go hit the mall. Even though we ain't ballin'. Feels like we bought it all. The mistletoe's right here.
(Verse 1). (Cyhi). The underdog (cyhi). Let me say this b4 the song start. Don't ever let nobody tell you how to draw your own art. follow your own heart.
Mmm hmm! Got a crick in my neck. Mmm hmm! Got a crick in my neck. Mmm hmm! Got a crick in my neck. Mmm hmm! Got a crick in my neck. . Mmm hmm! Got a crick in my neck.
VERSE 1:. This is that fancy fly shit rocks suits to it.. Dom P. In ya glass baby get used to it. We got a lot of things to celebrate especially the hate..
I love it when we're cruisin' together. I love it when we're cruisin' together. . Baby, get in, we fixin' to cruise till we can't. You got the drink, I got the denk and we done stopped at the bank.
I love it when we're cruisin' together. I love it when we're cruisin' together. . Baby, get in, we fixin' to cruise till we can't. You got the drink, I got the denk and we done stopped at the bank.
Seven in the morning, standing in the line. Three fools in front of me, drinking on some wine. Two in the back of me sucking on a joint. And one in back of them beggin' for a Newport.
Seven in the morning, standing in the line. Three fools in front of me, drinking on some wine. Two in the back of me sucking on a joint. And one in back of them ready for a new sport.
Back in the days when I was a young buck. Stuck like a truck gettin' shit outta luck. Times was rough and I didn't have a plan. I was barely on the edge of my life as a man.
Uh, yeah what up?. . I know y'all wanna take me down. I know y'all wanna see me get clowned. I know y'all wanna take my sound. And put a nigga like me in the lost and found.
I'm gettin' bunions from all the disrespectful sisters in my face. I get love, but when push come to shove. . I'm postin' solo, diggin' me out the ditch.
Now I've seen places and faces. And things you ain't never thought about thinking. If you ain't peeped then you must be drinking and smoking. Pretending that you're loc'ing but you're broken.
Now I've seen places and faces and things. You ain't never thought about thinking. If you ain't peek then you must be drinking and smokin'. Pretending not to lookin' but you're brokin' let me get you open.
Cloudy, Muggy The day's all shitty as hell. Fighting Phaenic spells, the citys the real. Quarter delay at a quarter to six. I'm sorry lady done stepped on my kicks, voluptuous tricks.
Newspaper clippings. a jailhouse sticking. slutty ass bitches. on the corner tricking. and im stuck. In spiral of violence. gang habbits / re-enforced.
Compton's lynchin, motherfuckers with a left hook. So turn the Eiht on 80 as I start to cook. As my name stays terror when you're caught in the dark. I punk bitches and kill off all scary marks.
Life, life, life. . It's the city of jackers, swindlers, pimps and hoes. And niggas that bang and slang in kilo's. Where the rule is 'Fool, we don't play that'.
Geah, the nigga-hoes is back in the mutherfucker. MC Eiht's back once again, y'knowutumsaying?. Just like last year we told the girls, talking about they was down,.