Smash Brovaz - Line Em Up lyrics

rate me

Line em up, yeah

Line em up, now come on down I got em all under mud,

own got my eye to throne what a chose hoe

till they brain's coming harder than nose

since I was nine I was back in 95

hoping I shine, tryin' to rhyme line or line

kind to find it, ain't it easy looking

who have thought in 15 years that I'l been crooklin,

not the lessons that I took in, lot of cops crook it

stealin' out my path, mama pop stop tell me what's going mad

before I understood the power of a dollar I could rap,

I was cipher in the park until it's black

I home pulling out dependent the.. remember that?

and probably don't but I'll remember for a fact,

in 99 I made my first track, that was me upon the rhyme

that I was sife upon the whacks,

couple brothers with me in the room

that we lost upon the path rest in peace I got your back

put another bogie from my path,

and I seat and relax I'm reminiscent to past,

for another blunt up as I seat back puffing on the back

something back so click snap, picture that, what you call that?

Yeah!

From me it started than the cipher before I became a writer,

lunch room supplier of the fire for the ride and spark the both heads,

blessed with desire, decided to go ahead, one time with the grind time flies,

soldiers in mind when you hit it,

busy tryin to provide without compromise

and the vision is a mission and a half,

and acknowledge to the wisdom, when you're dealing with the map,

listen to me fam the soft balance, finding the media an ecstatic,

at the 1-2, truly understand it,

uh, got the key like Allen,

and like Allen go for the three god damn it,

it's game time every day in life,

routine's everything for you to play it right,

putting in that work ya'll day and night,

under the sense aiming hot.

I used to think that things would come easy,

write a couple verses burn em, sell em on a CD

do the show to the video, put it on TV

but who to know to this goal, shit ain't always beautiful

do was looking for a job, tryin to raise until your road

homie got a homie who won't get the chance to do parode.

life is getting super old, we let it go in studios.

pent moving it took my soul still sometimes I lose hope,

some are tryin to choose road, I'm tryin to view a new approach

do without no suicide, I just do some music notes

and for real is just me, I let the truth be known

it's been a long I lock myself inside the rumors, smoke.