Dessy Hinds - P.E.nlightenment lyrics
rate meLiving on the border life
Without the mics probably be bored of life
I imported this life
Trying to make it large like all the types
They might want all the rights
To spite me for the wrongs I write
But it's pro era nigga, no error, know your warning rights
It's all for the love of the game, I'm really loving this game
Even assumptions got a love for our name
I'm really loving this game ‘cause at the end of the day
It's nothing but me and the pros blowing smoke in your face
Got dreams and plus an accurate amount, a stash of heat not yet announced
Still below the grounds of zero, a honest hero in doubt
Because the sound is on the prowl, playing more loud throughout the Eastern town
Their ain't a member I won't remember to have a feast without
Blowing the speakers out and reefers out
Fuck a teacher's doubt
The higher learning and higher earnings is what I'm seeking out
But y'all ain't listen to this nigga till he got vicious
And half the chicks don't want a nigga till they see you got bitches
It's understandable, my grammar's full of intriguing duality
And plus the studio's EQ could never match the quality
That's shifting in and out of me, raising past the economies
After my nigga Kirk told a nigga we're rare commodities
But honestly, I just wanna share some words of wisdom
While getting paid and getting laid like a pimp with some wisdom
Overcoming systems with these definitions plus the expositions
In a expedition while my ex's play the ex-position
Living on the border life
Without the mics probably be bored of life
I imported this life
Trying to make it large like all the types
They might want all the rights
To spite me for the wrongs I write
But it's pro era nigga, no error, know your warning rights
It's all for the love of the game, I'm really loving this game
Even assumptions got a love for our name
I'm really loving this game ‘cause at the end of the day
It's nothing but me and the pros blowing smoke in your face
It ain't technical knowing tec's could pull
But wrote the text to pull, trigger's on special foes
Blasting heat, while I stash the heat, rolling to studios
Niggas came up a day early and just a dollar short
Trying to resort to finding resorts from my mind of thoughts
I'm transporting torque when I talk and spitting with smoke would exhaust
Vibe to the complexity of a rolling stoner with the source
Live from the boroughs of New York, home of the beast coast
And then we did a coastal tour, so what y'all really want but more?
It's all a game monopolizing for fame is their main objective
I’m so directed to the moments where my soul's perfected
And it's not hard to stay in touch, just with the microphones
‘Cause knowing that's the one and only thing that I could only call on
Without my pros to call on, I wouldn't have these flows surfers could fall on
And internet surfers could blog on
My inner circle never had it back to square one
It's like the more light a nigga can see that’s lit, the more saviors I get
Living on the border life
Without the mics probably be bored of life
I imported this life
Trying to make it large like all the types
They might want all the rights
To spite me for the wrongs I write
But it's pro era nigga, no error, know your warning rights
It's all for the love of the game, I'm really loving this game
Even assumptions got a love for our name
I'm really loving this game ‘cause at the end of the day
It's nothing but me and the pros blowing smoke in your face
To all my nigga's up in Queens, living on the border life
To all my nigga's in the Bronx, living on the border life
To all my nigga's in Manhattan, living on the border life
And all my nigga's up in BK
All my pro era nigga's, to all my nigga's everywhere, worldwide
Beast coast nigga, couldn't be on this roll without y'all
And I really appreciate it from the bottom of my heart
It's just the start, we living gold
