[MC Serch]
Long time coming huh Jorge?
I gotchu. Hip-Hop to the death
Let me tell my story
[Verse 1: MC Serch]
I'm the blood from the stone
And that stone is Far Rock
Home is off Virginia near Cornega and Mott
We brought kicks from sneaker steez
White tees with creased sleeves
To make dough we shoveled snow
In the fall we'd break leaves
Then my pen took its path
And I began writing my raps
I was kicking it with females
In biker shorts and gold caps
And Ebony and Mahogany
Bring em home to meet my family
And when the heads around the way saw me
They started dogging me
Talking all reckless trynna knock my success
Better to climb them stairs instead of project steps
See my people in Far Rockaway never seen me more than a block away
And when your crew need you
How you gonna say no not today?
So I got caught between a Rock and hard place
But never last place
And then we came up with the "Gas Face"
KMD Zev Love X Subroc R.I.P
We'd get dissed by chicks and this is the face they gave me
We'd drive back to Long Beach with my tank on empty
And my my bank on empty
I had a quarter for a loosey
The Newport I inhaled and exhaled through my nose
Dusting the cigarette ash from my clothes then I rose
Planning to never be in the same place ever again
Being broke was my people but it was never my friend
But my love will never die
I am what I supply
See I am Hip-Hop music and I use it to get by
And this culture accepted me for the skin that was on me
And then came "Steppin’ To The A.M." and the "Cactus" CD
And it put me on the course that you see me on today
And truth be told I would have it no other way
That's why I say it's not a game
Long time coming huh Jorge?
I gotchu. Hip-Hop to the death
Let me tell my story
[Verse 1: MC Serch]
I'm the blood from the stone
And that stone is Far Rock
Home is off Virginia near Cornega and Mott
We brought kicks from sneaker steez
White tees with creased sleeves
To make dough we shoveled snow
In the fall we'd break leaves
Then my pen took its path
And I began writing my raps
I was kicking it with females
In biker shorts and gold caps
And Ebony and Mahogany
Bring em home to meet my family
And when the heads around the way saw me
They started dogging me
Talking all reckless trynna knock my success
Better to climb them stairs instead of project steps
See my people in Far Rockaway never seen me more than a block away
And when your crew need you
How you gonna say no not today?
So I got caught between a Rock and hard place
But never last place
And then we came up with the "Gas Face"
KMD Zev Love X Subroc R.I.P
We'd get dissed by chicks and this is the face they gave me
We'd drive back to Long Beach with my tank on empty
And my my bank on empty
I had a quarter for a loosey
The Newport I inhaled and exhaled through my nose
Dusting the cigarette ash from my clothes then I rose
Planning to never be in the same place ever again
Being broke was my people but it was never my friend
But my love will never die
I am what I supply
See I am Hip-Hop music and I use it to get by
And this culture accepted me for the skin that was on me
And then came "Steppin’ To The A.M." and the "Cactus" CD
And it put me on the course that you see me on today
And truth be told I would have it no other way
That's why I say it's not a game
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