Add-2 - Wreckin' Crew lyrics

[Verse 1: Dizzy Wright] I'm not him, I'm not last, I'm not first No wearing your mask in cla**, it won't work In this cold a** shelter, home with long shirts Tryna find a path to find but blind by my own dirt I'm down to earth but let's work, I don't like to kick it I encourage you to take in all this game that you were given We sellin' tickets but where the difference? Typical visions If you ain't watch the growth then watch how the f** you portray the vision I'm a boss because of my thoughts behind decisions Sittin' on a cloud watching how y'all livin' foul with it No way, José, bars for days, okay Well show me somethin' I ain't heard cause all these n***as lie to earn Reunited like Dizzy, you give me life Flow in pocket, keep it rocking, you the legendary type My motivation, I'm proud to show the respect Just don't ever settle for less and cut the devil a cheque [Verse 2: Bishop Nehru] I said fresh off the tour, back to work it's some more It's Roland, rollin' in the doors, evenin' all the scores He's even meeting applause from opening the jaws of them all To evolving and solving is falls They want me to stall, I manifest quick though Can't stop me simple, my body's a temple So if you ain't a thick nympho with curvy hip bones Then you can kick stones, get gone, I'm in the zone Gettin' close to the throne, my lines and my poems I decided to show 'em and they like how it's goin' I invited them home and enlighten the dome Peace, & others gon' But it's whatever I know I spit it clever and I spit it for the better Not the Glocks or the berettas I'm tryna get us just to open our minds and to see We all got potential, we just need to believe and achieve Then we can be... anything [Verse 3: Add-2] And I chose to be a leader of the new school So when I bust a rhyme my competition's where's Waldo Them n***as is hard to find Rappers musta lost they mind like Alzheimer's n***a I'm Frank Thomas, n***a you Carl Thomas Kickin' out the kings outta they thrones And I tell 'em "bow to Your Highness" Make one dash like minus, feelin' is so ironic Somebody call up a line us, I'm odd, we ain't even Alarm clock flow, you rappers sound like you sleeping Lord knows that I only wanna sell out shows But the devil only hope is that I sell my soul Nothing less than the best, if you test it you gettin' stepped on Change a n***a quicker than Steve turnin' to Stefan, ooh! My family matters the most I turn these rappers into cats but me I'm turnin' to ghost They a champagne gla**, they just somethin' to toast My verses like a car salesman, I be givin' them quotes Get it jumping jack rabbits, I'm back in this backpacker I'll smack 'em pack! Pack! Pack! This verse is like black magic Add-2