Ron Dias - I Won't Budge lyrics

rate me

HOOK

you know i won't budge

thru hail sleet or snow

I won't go, no

x4 times

you know i won't go

you know, you know you. x4 times

rain, hail, sleet, snow x4

Ron Dias (verse 1)

hold a grudge

never did budge

thru the stormy weather

y'all emotional

need hugs and a warmer sweater

uggh

pack a dollar and a dream

ashamed me n my brother

had to share the same jeans

in a one room basement

i was 17

got stabbed 3 times

over some crack serving fiends

wanna see me broke

me and dough is related hoe

real friends you see me with

the rest get faded tho

rain sleet or snow

heat up thru em' cold nights

pain helps you grow

mama I'm a make em things right

I'm a make you shine on yo' chest

like a light brite

sorry that my sister died

i should just act right

I'm rapping now like they ain't shit up on my kitchen plate

see how they smile turn they back and then them bitches hate

remember ain't nobody listen to our demo tape

can't wait till we blow

hyperventilate

HOOK

you know i won't budge

thru hail sleet or snow

I won't go, no

x4 times

you know i won't go

you know, you know you. x4 times

rain, hail, sleet, snow x4

Rich Kidd (verse 2)

Whatever the forecast

Whatever the weather brings

the cleverest raw tracks

and hard tracks

embraced will win

those belong to me

i rep my rap honorably

i raise a temp

all wack rappers like sauna degrees

frighting when I'm writing like lighting

bomb in the trees

if natures a bitch

i got that ma on her knees

swallowing seed

I'm the rock thats never budging

keep sweating my steez nigga

you gon' need a bucket

rain sleet or snow

try to ruin me and blakes show

put it on regardless

critically acclaimed stage show

made tho

made them all

rave tho

winking by the stage tho

universal signs for flaccio

i ain't going anywhere,

i will be here for many years

and i don't mean the hood nigga

i mean the planet, nigga everywhere

now the whole confess is there

when they leave I'm

front page blunt blaze

holla at love with the derrière

HOOK

you know i won't budge

thru hail sleet or snow

I won't go, no

x4 times

you know i won't go

you know, you know you. x4 times

rain, hail, sleet, snow x4

Rich Kidd, Wolf J, O’sound!

…

I remember those times

That we couldn’t get played on the radio station.

Na! They said we ain’t good enough,

We couldn’t do this thing,

We ain’t got that kind of music,

We couldn’t relate to nobody

And all kind of shit!

But… we’re making it through the storm

Just like anybody else trying to do the same things that we tryna do.

We’ve got the same dreams just like anybody else.

Shit! We’re just making it through the storm!

Yeah!

rain, hail, sleet, snow x4

Thanks to tricia for correcting these lyrics