"Right now, we gonna get together and you a tune That we had a lot of requests for..." [Lionel
I never gave props to emcees who dont it Never rocks, never had guts to serve it had a glock, never seemed to be worth it Never had I thought was gonna be perfect Never hit the chicks unless I have a hat Never leave the crib I have my shit intact do I say a rhyme unless the beat is fat Best believe that, never will the Spawn come Never to court, never had to serve trial Never went to jail, had no on file Never direspect, never treat my friends Cus I never had real till now
(Slug)] So this to those (Who be at the shows) And goes to those (Who's working on they flows) And this to those (Who use music to escape findin' and happiness inside a mixtape) And this to those (Who's is constructive) And this to those (Who lyrically we just cant with) And goes to those (Who's love is so strong you can your eyes and see them when you listenin' to songs) This to those (Who eat and sleep turntables) This goes to (Who say the major lables) And this to those (Who unsigned and broke can still make a name they even make a demo) goes to those (Who keep the trains lit up) And this goes to (Who the night just to get up) And goes to those (Who tag and paint with aerosol lost from Minneapolis to St. Paul) This to those (Who the b-boy acrobatics) And this goes to (Who put the in the baskets) goes to those (A few who to the lyrics cuz this flow's for those who can dig the shit)
(Slug)] Its like that (Its this shit) True heads are the real critics Was better with flows, (then I was with pose) But no matter where you live my man the love is [2X]
(Slug)] (thats my new of choice) (where you go when you your voice) (stems the shit you man's selling me, lie to me I know the real definition is jealousy) (thats my to complain) (distract you I pick your brain) (up lyrical unit that leaves the average confused like a eunuch) (thats how I often the subject) Second (thats they all do to Slug's shit) (most kids in comparison the phonics, so comes the hail of some embarassment) (a for my delivery) (results of battle tendencies) (everytime its my to rip, the means that you finally came to grip) (So reality mean,) guns, bitches, and (Cuz is what comes from:) guns, bitches, and (Integrity, means you're in pain cuz in love collectively means that of yall could fuck with Slug) Its like that, the wack, an actual fact (Its like act transglobal and local so me back Its daamn ageless-tenseness-wandering Its a struggle, between what you can and what you want to)
(Slug)] Its that shit (Its this shit) True heads are the real critics Was always with flows, (then I was shoulder pose) But no where you live my man the love is multiple [2X]
[Lionel Hampton's "Right now"