Brown Bag AllStars - Live From the Nine lyrics

[Verse 1] J57 Yo Just how I left it nothing different on my way out Recording till' the crack of dawn, I gotta break away now So then I went ahead and moved on up the park slow [?] Train, downtown, rhyme book, headphones Another rhyme on the grind as usual I'm living like the day that imma stop, it's my funeral Don't worry mom and dad, your son knows the way Even though I risk it all without a damn thing to show today But I swear that I won't stop until my jobs done Preaching all my issues until everybody's got one New York City you can find us up at Fat Beats Workin' paying dues while were shopping in our rap [?] [Verse 2] Audible Doctor Even if this Tapes poppin' I stay droppin' this nonchalant nonsense The bomb kits in the system in which they missing the targets Like, [?] type. They can't rock a mic right His dough rough, but he got the glow like show [?] for the light bright. Night-night. We nullify these lullaby MC's Like throwing stones a narcoleptic's, Rock that a** to sleep And it's deep, ya how deep? It's deeper then my train of thought when i'm zonin' and you bragging and boasting bout the things you got You need to stop before the seas gone pop like it's some region Bought up in the park or it'll spark before even the needle drops Your seeming lost with my semen it seems the game is breeding off the top like [?] That means the games teaming with heathens I'm a demon. Got an angel on my shoulder holding me down The world is froze, caught up and closed What, you just slow for me now? You need to know your history before you can rhyme Signs are silly, Audible doctor comin' live from the nine [Verse 3] Koncept And I'm lost, times gone, I walk a narrow path I scream but can't hear the tones that the shadow has Wolverines are pulling me, but cool to see the habitat I guess the scars show the fight that every single battle had A matter fact, I counterattack cause i'm the first to settle it Should of known words serve like first bites are venomous Murk mics, It hurts lives, each verse writes a sediment Walked upon, [?] is gone, I work nights in reminisce Rocky road, [?], a lot to go from where it starts Refills the V pills Where we chilled and where we stopped See thirteen when started and seventeen when finished It happened at a young age but rough days diminished A cynic in the eyes of most, or is it just a [?] or hoax Shouldn't know the story cause there's missing from the line of notes Found my hopes and dreams. Cut out whats between Told you back in 93' it's all about the [?] [Verse 4] Soul Khan Yo all the [?] stupid science kickers Hooligans with iron livers Cypher 'till the night eclipses life into a dire whisper Some of used to be about collecting them skirts Now it's burning scorching early morning, sweating at work I did the knowledge supreme, reading comics in the paper Neighbors bumping something hot, that mariachi sh** was flavor Wish my only 'vice was just speaking the c**aine sniffers It's a look of you, Lived up in my old man slippers Now i'm more like Jack Tripper two bitty's in the house You can do the math for titties in my mouth Hold up, maybe I should chill and k** all this exaggerating My ill imagination finds the filthy fascinating Blame it on Vanessa Blue and [?] I do anything a honey with some heavenly thighs says I Hit the corner store and cop a 40 from Ahmed Say peace under you, and remember what Khan said