PRAVERB THE WYSE - Perfect Intro lyrics

rate me

This goes out to the peeps that felt me

Before I dropped a song or classic LP

This goes out to the peeps that felt me

When I was feeling depressed, a tad unhealthy

This goes out to those feeling my material

Whether they be atheist or living kinda spiritual

I don't rap about gats or whips

So it's a miracle that I don't have to rap like them

I'm not a criminal; I never held packs of O's

With this music, I be serving up that crack fa' sho

I'm not talking about that white powder

I'm talking sixteen tracks that you can listen to until the night hours

I don't like to give the radio credit

I'll be the first rapper played without a radio edit

Because I don't curse, I got the flavor you sweating

And yes I spit truth, I'm trying to make it to heaven

I'm not trying to be trapped in a prison

Giving thanks to those who be passing that wisdom

You're never too old to learn or too young to die

I'm tired of seeing these youngings die

Tired of seeing mother's cry

All we can do is be like Kanye and Touch the Sky

Yeah, I just want to let these words connect

So I can be real and get it off my chest

I live in the States, I be dealing with stress

But my fan overseas be dealing with death

Rockets fly, troops probably occupy his space

He doesn't have time to stop and cry