Bahamadia - Push Up Ya Lighter lyrics

[Hook] To all my peoples on the planet stimulatin the mind All my peoples that be knowin the time; c'mon And push up ya lighter, up ya lighter Up ya lighter, 'fore we spark the fire To all my peoples on the planet stimulatin the mind All my peoples that be knowin the time; c'mon And push up ya lighter, up ya lighter Up ya lighter, 'fore we spark, check it out [Verse 1: Black Thought] Southeastern Pennsylvania Transportation Authority Is what I'm probably on, if I ain't whipping a Land' Throughout ya sec-tion, my mind's in traum' Nine times out of time I rhymes upon the L Train Within my brain, foun-tains over rugged moun-tains Of my terrain, diggit I came too far to front So I'm meditatin on how to maintain Stepped off at City Hall into the rain And ran into my n***a named Dane - I mean Hakeem And we was building on how we could organize the team For this capital gain being that we in the rap game It's time to have it all, he said he figured he same We realized this a planet of CREAM, to obtain When the predominant rap, conglomerate rap spark the flame Hark the name, The Fifth from the Ill-Power Hill at that He dropped me off within the streets of South Phil' Where n***as think that k**ing's living real Shorties is getting wetted, fulfilling their fantasies to set it We don't sweat it, by The Fifth you get beheaded I pivot through my borough giving pounds to the dreaded At the lye spots I got credit; could run em down In alphabetic-al order it's sorta pathetic Yo, I'm livin life within a labryinth of nonsense This is a consequence of being Philly residents Tryin to get it on, the rhythm gettin sh**ted on The exquisite I exhibit to shine, yo [Hook] [Verse 2: Malik B] I walk through this field with 'iminals Ill die-hard soldiers, try to make it to-wards the generals Hard-headed rugged captains, walkin head on through action Turnkeys on the closed caption I bring the sk**s of wizardry Treat MC's with bigotry, so now you see the picture vividly Seduce your brain from the temple over instrumentals The Fifth chant, you see the exhaust out The swift camp -- mannerism is to scan your vision You see the light, you can't eclipse the sun We call back the young, but still they'll strap a gun To shoot caps that spook cats and rappers hung Now you might tube across from the diners where you find em lost n***as hearts so cold, they sport frost The M-the-Illi-tant, the Bad Lieutenant k** your camp You're now a victim of reality, my personality Afflicted, for three to five if convicted Illicit, because most cats will live corrupted It ain't no pity in this inner city n***as f**in Exquisite I exhibit the shine now check it out [Hook] [Verse 3: Bahamadia] Inclined to rap about facts, I never fake jacks sh** is Real like E packs, forty-fifty-sixes Trims and gimmicks, couldn't faze the true heartache When I first started, but then few remember this Anti-Gangsta b**h, sporting new j**-als Plain Jane styles internal, to the naked eye Derived from mindstates of Cold Crush tapes And beat breaks seduced by means to elevate Equates my views with the pa**ing Those matching this intellect identify, for like minds Intertwine one thought in uni-son We exquisite I exhibit the shine, ahhh [Hook x2]