350 , 1995 - VI. BRING A LIGHT

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[Verse: 350] Couldn't get us any better, we here all day, all day Manned up, keep them boys at arm length 1995, put the records on the flambé Get us on the rise, our demise on an off day Catch me on the east to the peach bumping Sade I need all the peeps stompin' feet, keep the party bumpin' When you see the name, you know the crowd be thumpin' Bettin' on the kid, you know the parlay jumpin' Man moves with the patterns, too loose focus Dudes tryna shoot through, who's got motive? Seen things, got me prayin' hard, can't know this Best friends splittin' the rock, that's on Moses Want the same thing but the pain stays imminent Can't order champagne 'til my brother gains dividends For lack of pay, they ain't on the block, the tryna get into it From days of Abe Caine, all them brothers turnin' in on them I'm from the days of saying Grace to trade blows I got more to say, just not on pace to make dough yet Almost gave up, but the fire ain't cold yet Didn't want life, now I'm pushin' til' I'm old, yeah The valley raised me and Jesus saved me I was fightin' off depression, but them folks call me lazy Hopped out that water through the glass, not the Voss one Yeah, I'm just a man, but lil' baby, I'm a boss one (Woo) Yeah, and still the gas on E Runnin' off faith, not to sell myself cheap Uh, I stood on my own feet, still never looked back when the water got deep, uh Bring a light, bring a light, bring a light, yuh (3-5) Bring a light, (9-5) bring a light, (Realize) bring a light [Verse 2: 1995] Yeah, it's 9-5, the one who made beats since he was 16 Now sixteens come out of my mouth, it's like the Sistine The masterpiece paint for the pictures, the flow's pristine Enough of rap, let me talk life, that's what the script read The first of three, born to protect, could give a damn about a diamond ore, shiny rolex Don't need a reason to flex Papi taught me where I was seen that you couldn't tell We are the same, but not the same, who could you blame? Life is hard, hug me, don't protect me That's a quote from Nasty Escobar season, come get at me [?] remember when [?] In the studio, humble, I'm sittin' right next to [?] I made it out the hood just to come back to the hood Reasons I didn't know, yeah I guess it worked out though I was chasin' places, mistakin' the lesson was patience Far from the truth, allow me to reintroduce (95)
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