Unreleased Songs

The Foreign Exchange Unreleased Songs Lyrics
1.Let's Move

Little Brother, Nicolay
NC to the Netherlands, y-yo, we got it again
Uh, let's move, baby, uh, we 'bout to move, baby
Little Brother, Phonte, Big Pooh and 9th Wonder
Yeah, okay, yeah, c'mon, y-yo, uh

I can give a fuck about the limelight
I write outside the box 'til I'm left cashing in the jackpots
Uncle Pauly, butt naked, no rocks
Got a nigga intense, writing words, now we start to make sense

While I grind every day to pay rent
I done gave up my check before the first dollar could get spent
It's bullshit, ain't it? And they wonder why my eyes jaded
Dark brown with the reflection of hate in it

Round face with the trace of pain still hovering
Ya boy won't let it cover him
Smothering all competition like hash golden browns
From the house's beautiful kitchen, get served pronto

The coolest cat since Estrada's Poncho
I'm a chip off the head honcho so you know the name
Why play if it's not to win?
Aw damn, he done did it again, it's rapper Big Pooh

Now let's move
(C'mon)
Something for my peeps all day
(Let's get it going, y'all)

Real B-boys and DJ's
(Let's get it up now)
And everybody live getting down tonight, do what you like

And let's build
(Build it up, y'all)
Something for the whole family
(Check it out, what?)

All the DJ's and MC's
(Let's get it going on)
Put your hands up in the air now
Yeah, yeah now, now

And let's move
(Move it up, what?)
Something for my peeps all day
(Get it out now)

Real B-boys and DJ's
(Keep going y'all)
And everybody live getting down tonight
(Getting down, ya'll, getting down, ya'll)
Do what you like

And let's build
(Build it up, y'all)
Something for the whole family
(Keep it moving on)

All the DJ's and MC's
(Let's get it going on)
Put your hands up in the air now
Yeah, yeah now, now, and let's move

Whatever you need in this joint, I'm hoping you find
Looking around seem like an appropriate time
For me to take my philosophies and quote it in rhymes
And then attempt just to open your mind, you know my style,
playa

A throwback like Cherry Now & Laters
Or Sunday afternoons in the room listening to Kaljada
My rhymes never dramatize, applied for the job of rap, nigga
But I was over-qualified

Apologize to my girl and my kid
Told 'em that I was sorry for the way that I lived
A nigga always being gone so much, been away so long
I never realize they grown so much

Another studio, another microphone to crush
So I can rock your stereo and headphones and such
In freestyles we ain't known to duck, I'm known to buck
At any nigga snatching that I bone to shuff
Now let's move nigga, c'mon

Now let's move
(C'mon)
Something for my peeps all day
(Let's get it going, y'all)

Real B-boys and DJ's
(Let's get it up now)
And everybody live getting down tonight, do what you like

And let's build
(Build it up, y'all)
Something for the whole family
(Check it out, what?)

All the DJ's and MC's
(Let's get it going on)
Put your hands up in the air now
Yeah, yeah now, now

And let's move
(Move it up, what?)
Something for my peeps all day
(Get it out now)

Real B-boys and DJ's
(Keep going y'all)
And everybody live getting down tonight
(Getting down, ya'll, getting down, ya'll)
Do what you like

And let's build
(Build it up, y'all)
Something for the whole family
(Keep it moving on)

All the DJ's and MC's
(Let's get it going on)
Put your hands up in the air now
Yeah, yeah now, now, and let's move


2.Be Alright (Nicolay's Easy Breezy Sunday Afternoon Remix)

You feel like, y'knahmsayin' like
Y'know when you feel like
There's nobody you can turn to or when it's
Shit start getting real out here

I know how it feels, man
We can identify with that shit for real
Let y'all know it's gonna be okay, y'knahmean?
It's gonna be aight for real, that's always

Ay yo, as time passes I'm just keeping the faith
Composing my thoughts and rearranging my place
People ask, I just tell 'em I'm straight
My girl was throwing up this morning
I'm praying it was something she ate

Feeling pains in my torso now
I scream fuck 'the world'
But mother-nature's taking autho' now
Trying to regulate her stress and pain also now

This life hurts a little more so now
But I'm still holding on y'all, for real

The pain that you know, evil you see
I got a feeling that we're gonna be alright
Everything's gonna be alright, ooh

I can feel the sun shining, no stress
I'm so blessed, no regrets, I am my past
And my path has guided me inside of me
Placed me in spots where tracks beat and cats be so hungry

It's so funny, I won a race against millions
Twenty three years ago the builders flow
Over beats from a cat overseas
Exposed to the League, it's so peace and so deep

So who am I to question the signs and crass ways
Of these last days, it just happens that way
Divine designs of life balanced that way
The trend surface and it all blends perfect

The pain that you know, evil you see
I got a feeling that we're gonna be alright
Everything's gonna be alright, ooh

Now one more time c'mon

The pain that you know, evil you see
I got a feeling that we're gonna be alright
Everything's gonna be alright, ooh

Baby, no, you don't have to worry
Baby, no, you don't have to worry about me
(Uh, yeah, for all my peoples
Frankie vocals, people hustling worldwide y'knahmsayin'?)

Baby, no, you don't have to worry
(Uh huh)
Baby, no, you don't have to worry about me
(It's gonna be aight y'all, just keep holding on, for real)

(Baby, no, you don't have to worry
Baby, no, you don't have to worry about me)
The pain that you know, evil you see
I got a feeling that we're gonna be alright

(Baby, no, you don't have to worry
Baby, no, you don't have to worry about me)
Everything's gonna be alright, ooh

Y'knahmsayin'? For real


3.Von Sees

VCS, Phonte, Nicolay, Kay?
Foreign Exchange, Brooklyn
N.C., Netherlands
It's cool

Uh. the beatmaker is here
Known to warm it up as the fable is near
No bunnies or eggs, never one to charade
When I return, the whole city blow a parade

Like Mr. Pea's back
I pity the fool that test me to these tracks
Nicky Von's on the backdrop
But if 'Te hit the switch, he could make the ass drop

'Today Was a Good One', BK's anti-hoodlum
Von Pea, the veggie you can't eat, you a shrimp scampi
Rap's Camby, crashed awards for mad applause

Ace any master course without a syllabus
Watermark my heart, you can't get as real as this
Ten years from now, when Von Pea's still in this
Nicolay and LB, that's ridic-

I see A-Team, I see Phonte
I see Big Pooh, I see 9th
I see Nicolay, I see Comanche

I see Chaundon, I see Floe
I see Median, I see L.E.G.A.C.Y.
I see 3D, I see you
Y'all good to go


4.The Answer

Lyricist:Phonte Coleman, Sean Evans, Kenneth Jones, Amir Abdelmonem
Mohamed, Matthijs Rook

Yo, I'm one of the chosen few, could dispose of you
And anybody else who think they flowin' too
Here's your last chance, brothers besta show 'n' prove
Why y'all in the vocal booth, but your flow is mute

Ain't no excuse, lot of niggaz thinkin' they cute
Drippin' they S-Curl juice on their gators and suits
Ain't it the truth, lot of cats gay and it's proof
Platinum rainbows and jewels on the necks of their crews

I'm bad news like obituary sections
The rhymes I write describe the loss of a life the previous
night
At an open mic or any type of venue
There ain't no tellin' where I'm goin' 'cause of what I've been
through

As I begin to attract the attention of fans
Will I be able to withstand the supply and demand?
Can I expand, turn mics in my hands to grands?
If you really ask me, dog, I think I can

Yo, we liven it up for the world to understand it
We do it for the fans that's all across the planet
Kenn Starr, Oddissee, Phonte's the answer
No question y'all take your chances

We liven it up for the world to understand it
We do it for the fans that's all across the planet
Kenn Starr, Oddissee, Phonte's the answer
No question, y'all take your chances

Yo, uh, yo, crackin' for miles and 'Te's in full effect
He's laughin' and browsin' over these wanna be cats
Yappin' their mouths and spittin' all these 'rerun' ass rhymes
Like we on some 'what's happenin' now' shit
Go get the MP3's start extractin' the files

Mulatto-slave flow Te's back in the house
Just tryin' to see what y'all rappin' about, so quit
Practicin' now, ninth inning, he's battin' a thousand
Put a mic in my hand and I'ma damage a crowd, man
With technique and above-average style, man
My raps speak to all you savages now, man

The time is right here, so let's get it
I'll be glad to proofread your rhymes, if you want to step with
us
Serve your whole team with a run-on, death sentence
You can't adopt this style 'cause I ain't tryin' to give it up
And fuckin' with 'Te ain't in your best interest

We liven it up for the world to understand it
We do it for the fans that's all across the planet
Kenn Starr, Oddissee, Phonte's the answer
No question, y'all take your chances

People in the U.S., just rock with us
Cats over seas, just rock with us
People worldwide, come on, rock with us
Come on, rock with us, just rock with us

Kenn Starr is back off a hiatus
Y'all been warned so back off us, why hate us?
Be actin' like they strapped and packin' gats when they not
tough
They tough actin' like Tinactin'

Give me applause, I spit classic
Give me a broad with a thick accent
Skinny and tall or a big, fat chick
Plenty of y'all, sic into your dog
If she give me the drawers, I'm leavin' the chick back bent

The fact is, if you choose to propose
End up with a fatlip and a bruise on your nose
That's hot, give up now, my crew's in control
If not, get shut down like schools when it snows

Get got for your shoes and your coat
Bogard, I go hard like nipples on boobs when it's cold
And show y'all how simple the mood and the flow
Can determine whether you earnin' or losin' your doe
Make moves on the low

We liven it up for the world to understand it
We do it for the fans that's all across the planet
Kenn Starr, Oddissee, Phonte's the answer
No question, y'all take your chances

People in the U.S., just rock with us
Cats overseas, just rock with us
People worldwide, come on rock with us
Come on rock with us, just rock with us

Just rock with us, just rock with us
Come on, rock with us, just rock with us

Just rock with us, just rock with us


5.Happiness

Lyricist:Phonte Lyshod Coleman, Thomas Louis Jones Iii, Matthijs Rook

Good people, good loving
Good music in my life, it makes me happy
Good people, good loving
Good music in my life, it makes me happy, so happy

Aiyo man, I don't ask for much
I just wanna chill at home and sip my drink out of my plastic
cups
Even though my roommate have me mad as fuck
Nigga be acting crackish, fucking up my money, hustling
backwards

Financially I took some hard blows
But shit, I also rocked some hard shows
Niggas came to check us out by the carloads
Screaming my name like I scanned a million bar codes

Already my squad flows till we all sweaty
We struggling to pay our bills so we really can't ball heavy
And God knows I be calling on him
'Cause I be writing mad cheques

That might as well have Spalding on 'em
The shoulders of my team, I be falling on 'em
Providing support that help the pain go away
And helping me to see the light like Towa Tei

Standing by me
That's all I really need to satisfy me
It's just my peeps, y'all for real

Good people, good loving
Good music in my life, it makes me happy
Good people, good loving
Good music in my life, it makes me happy, so happy

There's been nights I wanted to quit, broke, crying to God
It's kinda hard going far with a lot to carry
Waking up still tired from sessions
Going to class, dozing off waking up, never learning the lessons

But thanks to my faith and blessing
Struggles pass and I go about life without half the stressing
I know who got my back, no need for raising the question
'Cause when times get hard, it's to my brothers I call

Taking the weight, no matter large or small
I smile every day, thanks to y'all
We gonna eat for real
Ease the mind so we can sleep for real

It took longer than we wished
But the blow meant I knew we could
Find the best way to live life
It's so right, we jail tight

Ain't no strip stopping our move
We one nation all under a groove
Sending peace to that cat Nicolay
We gonna meet real soon, I'm so happy

Good people, good loving
Good music in my life, it makes me happy
Good people, good loving
Good music in my life, it makes me happy, so happy

Feel me like this yo and this how we doing it
It's going out to my mans Big Pooh and it
Is like this and it's just how we ripping it
Shouts out to my man named Infinite

And it's just the way got to begin with it
It's going out to my man For 10 and it
And it's just the way we gots to keep it on
For my man Big Dho and Chaundon, let's get it going y'all

Good people, good loving
Good music in my life, it makes me happy
Good people, good loving like this
Good music in my life, it makes me happy, so happy

Good people, good loving
Good music in my life, it makes me happy
Good people, good loving
Good music in my life, it makes me

You wanna know what I'm feeling for real?


6.Brave New World

Lyricist:Phonte Lyshod Coleman, Matthijs Rook

We got, single moms that can't afford to feed children
World War Three got planes flying into building's
Corrupt cops and robbers, thieves and politicians
They just keeping taking as the world keeps spinning

Just take a look around now
A long way from your MTV cribs
With your full speaker surround sound
Get ready for countdown
Just to get some benefits
My girl lied to them, people down town

It's funny how we start out cool but get corroded
By our quest for power and the people that behold it
We up one minute then down before you know it
With no preliminary warning or advanced notice

I guess that's the reason why our eyes can't focus
Can't afford to raise kids 'cos we gotta raise soldiers
And satellites, looking at my pad when I wrote this
A brave new world, y'all better know it

Been a lot of long days, a lot of nights traveling
A lot of niggaz asking, what record's 9th's sampling?
Lot of nights on stages, we forgetting the time and
A lot of in-stores and poster signings

A lot of cats after mines
But that's ain't even keeps me motivated half the time
I think of open mic nights when I would ask to rhyme
When I had something to prove and an axe to grind

Now we travel world wide full throttle
Scared to catch SARS so we canceled all the shows in Toronto
This rap shit ain't all about hoes and super models
It's more about me making this money to pay my condo

So our families can feed each other, these days
My friends are perfect strangers who'll never meet each other
Strong pounds and bear hugs when we greet each other
'Cos in this new world, I know we gonna need each other


7.Downtime (Nicky Troutman's Bounce To The Ounce Remix)

Yo, ay, ay, ayo, check it, ayo I be the rap golden child
But that's old school like Heineken's and lowering brows
Used to get bent but I'm sober now
And these days that's how I hold it down

Look over crowds like a fatal attack
Overdose style, I'm stopping niggas dead in they tracks
Before they even start a beef to get it settled on wax
You better email or send in a fax

Don't make the most of it
You talking loud just 'cause the hoes love it
I treat beef like otiose and y'all ain't trying to go public
Or go at it, supposedly mad at me

Tripping with name brand, emotional baggage
It's big time, the ride don't be approaching the average
I'm roasting you faggots 'cause I'm so diplomatic
And that's just the way we doing it y'all

'Cause I ain't got no fuck around time
Like Cesar, yo, I woke up from a dream today
Thinking 'bout how I'm gon' get some fucking cream today
So many emcees to crush and teams to slay
So many rhymes to write, so many things to say

And yo, we still ain't willies or thugs
Can't concede new thoughts
Hip-hop needs some infertility drugs
'Cause this rap shit supposed to be art
Niggas trying to eat but everybody got a grocery cart

Rap should be beautiful like raindrops or walks in the park
A child's first steps or even playing roles in the dark

I'm parallel to the culture just composing my thoughts
Coming back to the music we supposedly lost
Get some G's one day and we can hopefully floss
Get together for real, together for real

'Cause I ain't got no fuck around time
I spend my moments in the lab putting down rhymes
And if you ain't fam' get the fuck from around mine
I'm making sure my cards are dealt right

Sound bomb but stealth mics
And when it's on stage it's hell tight
And give a fuck what you felt like
'Cause it ain't given till I say it is, nigga, stop trying to
help Ike

And get the fuck out my spotlight with all your spitting
This year we getting that turkey with all the trimmings
On tour with all the women
Looking like we pushing more weight than Richard Simmons
With chicks from more religions

'Cause that's how we doing it and that's how we living
If you're getting it good, then yo, we gotta get it right now


8.All That You Are

Check it out, I want you to feel me, baby
Want you to understand me, baby
This is it, yo, no bullshit, no jokes, no games
This is it, yo, fo real, I see it happenin', man
It's about to go down for all of us, fo' real

I see you swingin', I see you noddin' to it
It's about to go down for us, word up, man
We almost home, we almost at the finish line, nigga
It feel good, don't it? Oh, yo, and it's over
I can go home and chill, feel it, yo

It's a long process from bar 1 to bar 16
And writin' in my notebook from morn' to evenin'
But my fam' still not believin'
In my bed late at night with my eyes closed, often dreamin'

And zoned out, I'm goin' out, fuck it, I'm home now
Arrestin' the rhythm, I'm a rollin' stone now
Makin' my own way from stone cold days and long nights
But who could feel my sacrifice?

'Cause they ain't half as nice and couldn't understand
How I feel when I'm on the track board turnin' the knob switch
Moms keep talkin' that old 'Get a real job' shit
And that's the kind of thinkin' Phonte got a prob' with

Solved it, my blood fam' on the bandwagon
Can't believe the man put his plan into action
They rather that I choose a different plan for my passion
Couldn't understand, I demand satisfaction

They say you might be crazy and sometimes I agree
You and I know that's not all that you are
They say you might be crazy, selfish in power, baby
You and I know that's not all that you are

Yo, it's a new day, it's time to see
I got a seed, Amaya, the love of my life
Best believe, plus I still got love for me
I'm doin' this for her and me, take mics and make currency

Steady worryin', yo, I wish I had a clone of me
Man, this ain't the way it supposed to be
My daughter's mom wishin' she was close to me
Holdin' me, instead she's lonely and loathin'

Complainin' that her life's competin' with mine
'Cause I be out of the house for weeks at a time
And she be stuck at home playin' housewifey with an attitude
Before we had a kid, we should've had a clue

I fell asleep with this beat on repeat
Repetitively, life seems to greet me
I'm tryin' to be a better man, please believe me
Ready and God willin' if you ready to teach me

They say you might be crazy and sometimes I agree
You and I know that's not all that you are
They say you might be crazy, selfish in power, baby
You and I know that's not all that you are

Real talk, yo
Uh, everybody gotta way to try to be the man
Some write rhymes, others move kilograms
You ain't tryin' to play yourself with me, neither man
Because I was dealt, I can play 'em with either hand

I gotta be the plan, put it in motion
A nigga on the grind, I'm proceedin' with focus
I know that makin' my moves ain't a part of your plans
But understand that, that ain't all that I am

I was lost in the trance, woke up
Got a call from a man with a studio he bought with a grand
Feel like destiny was in the palm of his hand
Real shit, we can all understand, check it out, yo

They say you might be crazy and sometimes I agree
You and I know that's not all that you are
They say you might be crazy, selfish in power, baby
You and I know that's not all that you are
Yeah, come on

All that you are, all that you are
All that you are, you are, you are, you are


9.Hustle, Hustle

Spokesman of the precious few
I represent the views of independent youth
That wrestle nail and tooth
To evade neckties and suits

'Cause truthfully, a nine-to-nine's a waste of time
Plus a waste of mind so I blaze a dime
Trying to find creative ways to escape the grind
I got to take what's mine

In this land of milk and honey
Filled with money, still hungry
And won't finish till I fill my tummy
Grill me or love me

My passion is unbridled, when idol crafted recitals
They can't lose like Magic or Michael, pick or choose
Not only dropping knowledge but slamming and dishing jewels
Navigate with slicker moves, through the gritty city I cruise

Confused what to do with my life
But got my sights set on the apex, it's a safe bet
That I ain't taking no for an answer
This quest for dough is like a cancer

Spreading over body parts especially my mind and heart
Time to start the relentless pursuit
So I can make my mark on this planet
Granted, I meant it, see-saw mechanics

From circumstances that only causing confidence damage
Planet, firmly I'm standing on the outskirts of the average
Relishing the challenger till the day my spirit vanish
Man, this life is tough and I've had enough

My tank's on empty, valleys are plenty
But from the top they can't prevent me
The rotten apple, it tempts me, locked in the grapple at Lensy
Time to take stock and watch how far determined they should get
me

Everybody across the world better get your hustle on
Out in the street, move your feet before your money's gone
Mama, can't sleep and baby need clothes
I got to make my moves so I got some
Mama, can't sleep and baby need clothes
I got to make my moves so I got some, yeah, yeah

Stress should hear me, never any rest for the weary
Try to progress, at best I eat, sleep barely
The future is scary and so I proceed to look for solid ground
But difficult because I'm always in and out of town

Weigh by the pound, not in a duffle
I bear a bigger burden on my back
That go beyond the strength of muscle
The hustle and bustle, trying to figure out the puzzle
Of how to triumph amongst the troubles sent to bust your bubble

Trust, I'm accustomed with the everyday
I wonder will my stress will ever decay, looking for a better
way
Ahead of the days of a bigger mission, sealing my vision
Caliber living and bringing it to fruition

Lord, if you listen, I'm only asking for the strength
To bask in the paper after laboring for such length
It's like an eternity with much ahead
I hope of every second I invested, I'm collecting at the end

Everybody across the world better get your hustle on
Out in the street, move your feet before your money's gone
Mama, can't sleep and baby need clothes
I got to make my moves so I got some
Mama, can't sleep and baby need clothes
I got to make my moves so I got some, yeah, yeah

Everybody across the world better get your hustle on
Out in the street, move your feet before your money's gone
Mama, can't sleep and baby need clothes
I got to make my moves so I got some
Mama, can't sleep and baby need clothes
I got to make my moves so I got some, yeah, yeah

Just do it, just do it, just do it, do it, do it
Just do it, just do it, just do it, do it, do it


10.Foreign Exchange End Theme

Looking over the horizon
There's the end of the beginning
So salute the sun and move on, move on

Just the beginning of another ending
Not enough time to say goodbye for now
So I'll just sit and salute the sun and run on, run on

There are times like this when I look inside
And feel so connected to you
So connected to you, connected to you

I wouldn't change a thing
Just would be happy to live and love
And be so connected to you, connected to you
So connected to you, connected to you

Connected to you, connected to you
Connected to you, connected to you
Connected to you, connected to you
Connected to you, connected to you
Connected to you, connected to you


11.Call

I tried and tried my best to keep you waiting
But curiosity has got my heart for sure
And if by chance this is a chance we're taking
I really wish that you would let me know and

Call, call, call
All you do is call, call, call on me

I tried and tried my best to go without you
But this is something I know we both wanna see
Loneliness kills me, lady, forgive me
And I know we can form, why won't you talk to me?

Call, call, call
Why don't you call?
Call, call, call on me, yeah

I know I don't stop to show it
But this is real and you got to know it
Got my deck locked and loaded
With some Stevie and some Hathaway
On a Friday night that made for a Saturday

Real lonely, it's still only
One that make me quiver when her hands feel on me
This type of thing we need to speak about
We can take our love either route, I'm just reaching out
I'm just reaching out, hear me now

(Won't you call me?)
Call, call, call
(Won't you call me?)
(Won't you call me?)
Call, call, call on me


12.Come Around

The more I get the more you're wanted
Baby, I'm trying hard to make you happy
Maybe I don't say I love you like I used to
Please never doubt that I love you and I mean what I say

Lady, have no fear, I'm right here
Won't you come around? Just come around
Lady, have no fear, I'm right here
Won't you come around? Our love will come around, babe

Don't trip when I come in home late
You must not know just how much you mean
Go if you're going, please just be sure
'Cause all your wants and needs won't be ignored

I don't care what your friends have to say
I don't really care what it is they think
I'm working hard trying to make these ends meet
I'm not going nowhere, baby, please believe me

Lady, have no fear, I'm right here
Won't you come around? Just come around
Lady, have no fear, I'm right here
Won't you come around? Our love will come around

Lady, have no fear, I'm right here
Won't you come around? Just come around
Lady, have no fear, I'm right here
Won't you come around? Our love will come around, babe

I won't let my time cause me to lose you
'Cause I'ma love you every day
Just want that feeling that we used to
'Cause I'ma love you every day

Lady, have no fear, I'm right here
Won't you come around? Just come around
Lady, have no fear, I'm right here
Won't you come around? Our love will come around, babe

The more I get the more you're wanted
Baby, I'm trying hard to make you happy
Maybe I don't say I love you like I used to
Please never doubt that I love you and I mean what I say

Lady, have no fear, I'm right here
Won't you come around? Just come around
Lady, have no fear, I'm right here
Won't you come around? Our love will come around, babe

Come around, come around, come around
I love you, I love you


13.Nic's Groove

Yeah, right there is good
For my man Nicolay
I'm gon' put it down like this y'all
Check it out

We just want to chill and let you party
Just us, just run, I know you probably
Don't know, don't mind the way we move you
I think I'll start, just let our music groove you

I'm more than beats, I'm more than rhymes
Please, know I'm not your everyday find
J-League's on a mission to shine and get some sunlight
And get our one's right and keep our fam' tight

That's why I grab mics and take control, y'all
Move souls like hoes on booty calls
So when duty calls 'Te know I'm ready
We get 9th, no doubt and all rock steady

Peep how my mind's heavy, my ideas rain
The pen pours and next week it's the same thing
Mental precipitation without the weather reports
Or forecasts to predict my thoughts

Found guilty in the presence of courts, we the best out
That's why I walk the stage, proud with my chest out
Peace to Ill Smith still holding me down
And Eddy K, my main man up town 'cause it's on niggas

We just want to chill and let you party
Just us, just run, I know you probably
Don't know, don't mind the way we move you
I think I'll start, just let our music groove you

We just want to chill and let you party
Just us, just run, I know you probably
Don't know, don't mind the way we move you
I think I'll start, just let our music groove you

Uh, uh, yo, nah, it ain't about me, I'm just an average cat
That go to work, freestyle and kick battle raps
And damage any nigga fucking with my habitat
Me and Pooh connect like He-Man and Battle Cat

At local spots where the chicken heads babble at
Claiming they independent like Landspeed or Miramax
Pause if you feeling that 'cause I am still in fact
On some Purple Rain shit, Jerome, where my mirror at?

I want some hips and some asses wiggling
In every latitude, longitude and meridian
Female citizens looking, laughing and giggling
Tired of bullshit so they come to us for deliverance

Don't fuck with the middlemen, I'm making the calls
Live and direct, love on your set with blatant applause
Never taken afar, just had to get that shit straightened with
y'all
I break bread and wanna make it with y'all so here we go y'all,
check it

We just want to chill and let you party
Just us, just run, I know you probably
Don't know, don't mind the way we move you
I think I'll start, just let our music groove you


14.Be Alright

I know, I know how it can be sometimes y'knahmsayin
When you feel like y'knahmsayin like
You know when you feel like there's nobody you can turn to
Or when it's shit start getting real out here

I know how it is, man
We can identify with that shit, for real
Let y'all know it's gonna be okay y'knahmean?
It's gonna be aight for real like always

Ayo, as time passes I'm just keeping the faith
Composing my thoughts and rearranging my place
People ask, I just tell 'em I'm straight
My girl was throwing up this morning
I'm praying it was something she ate

Feeling pains in my torso now, I scream fuck the world
But mother nature's taking autho' now
Trying to regulate her stress and pain also now
This life hurts a little more so now
But I'm still holding on y'all, for real

The pain that you know, evil you see
I got a feeling that we're gonna be alright
Everything's gonna be alright

I can feel the sun shining and no stress
I'm so blessed, no regrets, I am my past
And my path has guided me inside of me
Placed me in spots where tracks beat and cats be so hungry

It's so funny I won a race against millions
Twenty three years ago, the builders flow
Over beats from a cat overseas, exposed to the League
It's so peace and so deep

So all minds can question the signs and crass ways
Of these last days, it just happens that way
Divine designs of life balanced that way
The trend surface and it all blends perfect

The pain that you know, evil you see
I got a feeling that we're gonna be alright
Everything's gonna be alright, ooh

The pain that you know, evil you see
I got a feeling that we're gonna be alright
Everything's gonna be alright, ooh

Baby, no, you don't have to worry
Baby, no, you don't have to worry about me
Uh, yeah, for all peoples, Frankie vocals
People hustling worldwide y'knahmsayin?

Baby, no, you don't have to worry, uh huh
Baby, no, you don't have to worry about me, yeah
It's gonna be aight y'all, just keep holding on, for real

Baby, no, you don't have to worry
(The pain that you know, the evil you see)
I got a feeling that we're gonna be alright

Baby, no, you don't have to worry
Baby, no, you don't have to worry
(Everything's gonna be alright, ooh)


15.Raw Life

Rock to the rhythm back and forth like a pendulum
Swingin' to the beat, competition, don't mention 'em
A full course emcee, y'all just continental 'em
Posted at the bar but you only copped the minimum

While lookin' at me like what the fuck's gotten into him
They can't get a handle on
The solid foundation me and mine's standin' on
Bringin' it live with no disguise or camouflage

Dropped 'The Yo-Yo'
And stopped niggas from puttin' sandals on
We handle ours from bookin' the rhyme management
Killin' the whack and now

You a prime candidate for the weak shit
That make the crowd stand inanimate
But at our shows they stand adamant

'Te got the corner blitz on, got your quarterback scramblin'
Checkin' the sidelines to see just what the fuck is happenin'
You wanna get my playbook and examine it
Connected, $12.99 plus shippin' and handlin', nigga

Check it out
Everybody wanna walk like talk like
Fuck around get etched out in chalk like
Down south, homeboy, we do it all night
Now tell me what you really know about this raw life

Everybody wanna walk like talk like
Fuck around get etched out in chalk like
Down south, homeboy, we do it all night
Now tell me what you really know about this raw life

Yo, cats I'm done with you
From Joe Scudda, miss and shoot the one with you
Get it in with you, forget you
Put your little album out who really cares what your shit do,
not me

Fall off in a year, who gonna miss you, not me
While everything 'Te and Scudda do is official
And when you gonna learn? play with fire get burned
Settle down, kiddo, wait your fuckin' turn

Go back to the lab, get your rhymes right
And don't be mad because we juxed your limelight
Got your own team sayin' our shit bang
Over here, over there, that's The Foreign Exchange

Ain't nothin' you can pull, try, do or fuckin' say
With cats rippin' overseas tracks by Nicolay
This shit gon' blow, I'll tell you how the shit'll go
With Joe Scudda and Tiggalo the Rap Gigolo

Check it out
Everybody wanna walk like talk like
Fuck around get etched out in chalk like
Down south, homeboy, we do it all night
Now tell me what you really know about this raw life

Everybody wanna walk like talk like
Fuck around get etched out in chalk like
Down south, homeboy, we do it all night
Now tell me what you really know about this raw life

Now tell me what you really know about this raw life
Now tell me what you really know about this raw life
Now tell me what you really know about this raw life
Now tell me what you

I feel a sense of urgency when I write now
I'm rap Scottie Appleton, you new jack niggas should pipe down
Meshed rhymes and beats deliver my life sounds
That got these A&R's tryin' to figure the price out

Anything less than six, niggas, it's lights out
Don't try to make me feel like I need you
I saw you later signin' at an in-store
The whole shit was see through

He couldn't draw a crowd with a paintbrush and an easel
Stay tuned for the sequel
And if we meet in public
We none of that PC shit like nice to meet you

I spit with no prejudice
Thought kissin' ass was in my blood type, O negative
You can bet, it's a style that's embedded in the streets
It's a prime factor, puttin' the smash on y'all like middle
linebackers

Nigga, save your back talk for the chiropractor
You fuckers know just what I'm after

Check it out
Everybody wanna walk like talk like
Fuck around get etched out in chalk like
Down south, homeboy, we do it all night
Now tell me what you really know about this raw life

Everybody wanna walk like talk like
Fuck around get etched out in chalk like
Down south, homeboy, we do it all night
Now tell me what you really know about this raw life