Snowgoons - Make Way lyrics

rate me

Make way for the number one independent

Buck said duck, hold it down and I meant it

Two thousand and now, the year I invented

How to get a label, the majors you all ended

Pretended you had them pre-sales locked

W-w-w-dot plotting, that stopped

Flop out the flock, had to cause a shock

Ain't nobody at the top like nah you can't rock and roll

That's where it gets out of control

Oh, everybody got a sight, everybody gotta fight

You don't gotta ask me no more now

Next time we meet just say, "Buck, hello."

You know? Cause it's too much info available

Nowadays you got a tape from

Wait, they don't even do that now

Go to my site and upload your mp3 file

A'ight? Next time you want to learn more

Why I'm so independent, first of all brother I earn more

I suggest our respect, you give us or give up

Like I suggest

Okay, so next time you wanna learn about this rap game ask me

I suggest our respect, you give us or give up

Like I suggest

Okay, so next time you wanna learn about this rap game ask me

Can I put you on? Son, you put em on

Can I put you on? Son, you put em on

Can I put em on? Son, you put em on

Cause them other dudes talking that shit that's wrong

It's the killer sling crack shows smoking the Castro

Frosty the Flowman made from black snow

With no carrot nose, blood from a

Reef The Lost Cauze is the name, who cares to know?

Make crime rates migrate to different climates

Inhabit your habitat, I am a battle axe

Dipped in

Make you do the running man, yeah the cabbage patch

Where that cabbage at? Never

Give me bubble kush, motherfucker look

It's Buckshot and Kamach, motherfucker hook

I ain't the one for the dumb shit, no fucking crook

Put down the gun son, read a fucking book

I recommend you start simple like Dr. Seuss

You say you better than Cauze it's just not the truth

Yo international, hip hop is my interpreter

Galaxies beyond my sound blast from a

I'm the dot in the center of a symbol that's circular

Too deep religion of the streets still converting you

Slaves y'all worship the cell

Too much for family to visit plus they're restricting our mail

Besides our own freedom they take our children's as well

Medicine and mind games, ain't no healing in Hell

Temporary thing, our people still will prevail

Look at our history, please acknowledge the

Last time you seen a book you was booked up in jail

Don't read too much, life is a story to tell

Mystery schools laugh at diplomas from Yale

Back on the Ivory Coast where our great merchants will sell