Last MCs billy woods (Ft. Taiwo Whetstone & Vordul Mega)
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Billy woods ft. Vordul Mega and Taiwo Whetstone - “Last MCs”
[Emcee(s): Vordul Mega and billy woods]
[Producer(s): Dan Datiles]
[Scratches: Dan Datiles]
[Additional Instrumentation: Emile McGloin]
[Additional Vocals: Priviledge]
[Background Vocals: Taiwo Whetstone]
[Verse 1: Vordul Mega]
Stories of how we gone through it since way
Back, talking problems and hard paths
Starving on blocks, we fed, mad
At niggas that forgot we broke bread
Grow with strength, learning everyday lessons
Gotta get up and press issues, stressed from
Being misused. Fuck those mad ‘cause
We spit truth, get dro in bags and
For you, it’s easy—more so said than done
Chased by police, we run, get
Tired, pause in streets with peace
Wired, come down hard from being highed up
Stuck on clouds, but no time to fuck
Around. Make tracks and rush your town
Off corners, lungs burnt-out, still
Got stoges, bust ‘em down. Outside
Wild, got the grown folks
Cussing now like, “Yo (Yo)
What the f...? (Shit crazy)”
[Emcee(s): Vordul Mega and billy woods]
[Producer(s): Dan Datiles]
[Scratches: Dan Datiles]
[Additional Instrumentation: Emile McGloin]
[Additional Vocals: Priviledge]
[Background Vocals: Taiwo Whetstone]
[Verse 1: Vordul Mega]
Stories of how we gone through it since way
Back, talking problems and hard paths
Starving on blocks, we fed, mad
At niggas that forgot we broke bread
Grow with strength, learning everyday lessons
Gotta get up and press issues, stressed from
Being misused. Fuck those mad ‘cause
We spit truth, get dro in bags and
For you, it’s easy—more so said than done
Chased by police, we run, get
Tired, pause in streets with peace
Wired, come down hard from being highed up
Stuck on clouds, but no time to fuck
Around. Make tracks and rush your town
Off corners, lungs burnt-out, still
Got stoges, bust ‘em down. Outside
Wild, got the grown folks
Cussing now like, “Yo (Yo)
What the f...? (Shit crazy)”
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