1982 - Too Long lyrics

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Statik Selektah & Termanology

2 x Chorus:

I done waited too long now it's straight to the top

been holdin' my breath for too long

Gotta make it to heaven I done been through hell

been holdin' the stress for too long

I sleep two hour increments, flee from deadly incidence

Me and my click was sipping devil in the bricks

My life was undecided, divided by guns and violence and sirens I know I’m high and I’m flying but who's the pilot.

Nobody’s home in this dome i'm all alone in this zone i'm finna make it all alone with these poems, you know?

I’m like a lost prophet and not to get off topic but I got enough skeletons to fill a large closet

I ain’t a goon or killer or murderer but I kill beats and rappers i always murder em

My perspective on collectin' money from reckless methods is get ya check, but check for detectives in the sketchy lexus.

Tryin to rest and check us for weapons and lead dispensers

But they stay rockin' vest protecters and get sent to the essence

I write my rhymes with complexness

So my content is fresh cause it's senseless so waste a bomb sentence.

2 x Chorus:

I done waited too long, now it's straight to the top

been holdin' my breath for too long

Gotta make it to heaven, I done been through hell

been holdin' the stress for too long

on my way to heaven, every time i grab the ladder it shatters collapses to ashes and passes with the traffic

I stay sipping them plastic cups till that liquor hit me

servin' white to them bitties, lot of Whitney's and Britney's, I creep throughout the city

sneak in the hammer with me

in the trunk getting drunk ain’t need it but it was with me,

if I needed it I was ready to squeeze it and just plead the fifth

but I got two seeds to miss and that loyalty's a bitch

I love my freedom too much to give the key up

To a piece of shit that make me fill up a pee cup

And the re-up was so fire I would erupt..turn the block molten lava the way you heat up

I’m on my way to heaven but I can’t escape the devil in the ghetto girls

Put MDMA inside of jello

I change my mental for making chips and the rental and staying bent to making cheddar of rhymin' and instrumentals. let's go.

[2x Chorus:]

I done waited too long now it's straight to the top

been holdin' my breath for too long

Gotta make it to heaven I done been through hell

been holdin' the stress for too long

Third grade couldn’t go to school for whole week

Pop dukes beat me down left marks on my cheek

They wanna call the police but me I let it go

I told em no I love my pops I let it show my crib

Got shot up the first time when I was 8 should’ve seen my face

I knew trouble was on the way and my aunt was prostitute

Hooking every day crazy pimps look me in my eyes and show me the way

Punch a bitch in the eye only way she gonna pay

Leave a stitch break a bone only way she gonna stay

This my real life y’all rappers be making my shit up

My baby sitters smoked mad crack and stayed lit up

Eyes all bugged out pupils like black pennies crack heads step mama

Shout out to jenny and not to put my business all in my written shit

But this really is my real life so I can spit the shit.

Thanks to mikey for correcting these lyrics

Thanks to reckone for correcting these lyrics