Sunday, May 16, 2010

Press C





(Intro)
Why they listen to the sickest dude rapping...
Okay
(it's a breath of fresh air)
It's a dream come true man I swear,
This is what its all about right here
All the dreams, all the nightmares, the tears the smiles
It's god-sent
Make 'em wait (x 24)
The wait is over...
It just begun!
(Verse 1)
Sometimes I think I'm moving too fast
Cause if I crash while I'm moving you laugh
Who's mad?
Who's glad?
Who's sad that they can't do that?
Just finished rolling up two bags
Of blue grass
The new hash
I'm in heaven I don't wanna move back
My life was a lie, now I'm living true facts
My situation good and my bitch is too bad
And I get her wetter than a swimming pool (splash)
Flippin' new tracks
Hittin' two bad
Bitches who have (?) pass
If I kiss em while they listen to the sickest dude rapping
Ripping instrumentals, intuition do matter
Does matter
This the new tactic
Get the clue bastard
This the new pattern
(Chorus)
Just jump till you get to cloud nine (x3)
Just jump till you get to cloud nine, Press C (x3)
Just jump till you get to cloud nine
(I'm not even high yet, man
I wrote this on a plane
Owwww)
Just jump till you get to cloud nine
I know what you wanna do
I know everything you're trying to be
I know what you think is true
And I know just what you're trying to see
(Verse 2)
Can't believe man I made it this far
Life is harder than a Jadakiss bar
But I gotta live a life of justice
life is a beat and I gotta do it justice
Trust it, that's how I know I got substance
So you can't blame it on substance
Played my music for the devil and he loved it
Called god and said I've had enough its time to give it up
Let the little n*gga have it the little n*gga is savage where little n*gga balance
Being real ain't a real n*gga talent
Being a real a n*gga is a real n*gga talent
7 and 7 is fourteen
The letter N
N*gga support me
N you my ni*ga if u feelin' the vibe
Just, keep it real and don't consider your eyes.
I ain't, even worry bout clouds on my path
Cause I have rained on them clouds from the past
So when they wanna get down I just laugh
You can kiss true religion crown on my ass
That's how I get down with my bad, self
I'm James Brown when I black
I feel good no pity party
I'm an everybody knows like N.E.R.D.
Chorus:
Just jump till you get to cloud nine (x3)
Just jump till you get to cloud nine, Press C (x3)
Just jump till you get to cloud nine
Just jump till you get to cloud nine
I know what you wanna do
I know everything you're trying to be
I know what you think is true
And I know just what you're trying to see
Lyrics courtesy of Mikey Laing (and a few Rhymestyle edits)

1 comment:

Mikey said...

my new favorite charles hamilton song... this beat is sooo tight and its the lyrics r sick. kudos on this 1 to Charles Hamilton holla at me @cubbieskid89