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<b>long way</b> by <i>Postmen</i><br />My man G-Boah, he came a long long way

To my man Rollarock, he came a long long way

To my self Anonymous, me came a long long way

To the Gunmen crew, we came a long long way

To the Amsterdam mass, they came a long long way

To the Rotterdam mass, we came a long long way

To the whole wide world, we came a long long way

To the Postmen crew, we came a long long way

To my rap niggas to come y’all stay on ya toes

Before the getting is getting y’all what you really suppose

To many lost flows floss of a old hits to often

Who keeps getting doe who gets not gets lost men

I know the semmi hit em with four in a row

Feelin' revealing dealin' with you not anymore

Rumors of war remmington talks

Make sure you give broadcast abroad acrousse

Feelin' lord

Cop to keep flouding the streets

With schemes covered beneath

Covers to creep deep hater’s retreat

Rock em to sleep

Eye browsin' our steps

Do it to death losing what's kept

Had em thinking we sinking but guess whose back

On the streets the first to come first to bleed

First to announce words first to burst out heat

First to serve grieve

First to emerge when in a worst case of beef

First to spray on your leak

Had his dome put to rest

Two to the chest his flesh torn apart

You was warn from the start taking that route

Letting his mouth labba now he's everywhere about

Scattered and battered cause that'll be what he be looking after

All people that made you got you labeled

Some'll love most hate you

Underrate your debut

Some will praise you its fatal

Go play brave you

Yo fucking with us may God save you

My man G-Boah, he came a long long way

To my man Rollarock, he came a long long way

To my self Anonymous, me came a long long way

To the Gunmen crew, we came a long long way

To the Amsterdam mass, they came a long long way

To the Rotterdam mass, we came a long long way

To the whole wide world, we came a long long way

To the Postmen crew, we came a long long way

Yo for the keepin' peep in to the thought

Got no reason to aboard sport live as its broads

We've been in courts and we've served time

In the fort they heard mine

Murder occurred it be the word it was my first time

I know they love to have niggas here do so

You slipping you'll catch a clipping

Till they cut you down slow

From the docks to blocks in bimre

Brothas been through it before

Fuck a hand me down put in work doing dirt that's all they know

Yo revelated I made it creative with songs

Whether you hate it related I rate it afraid of the launch

Meditated stay motivated paid every month

Riding from out of my hiding I’ll be vibing surviving amongst

Poverty philosophy on how brothas ain’t having none

From Zion to the pyramids to concrete slums

Niggas fight for crumbs with dues

Then get blasted for doing wrong

Recognize we be the highest authors doing this song

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