Conscious Youths - Creation lyrics

Verse 1 (Mr. Singh) Here we go again a perfect ten from beginning to end Surrounded by men and she never pretends She gets fit in the gym / sporting all that gold And he don't even know that she's cheating on him Housey wife turned Sista Bling now she's out with Mr.Singh Sting so bad it is blistering and the ex-boyfriend can Kiss the ring When he talks about love she's dissing him when I speak About love she's listening High heel boots what a flashy thing in a birthday Suite since christening Chorus: Here we go again just one more rounds with my friends And I hope it never ends because today is my time to Play x 2 [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsty.com/conscious-youths-play-lyrics.html ] Verse 2 (Paleface): You know what they say every dawg has his day Some bark some bite and still they might get caught in The game Left in the rain jumpin' up and down they wanting to Play Heads keep talking and talking but they got nothing to Say (Paleface: ) Particular people are critical, bickering (Redrama:) That we too mainstream (Paleface:) They really political, silly and pitiful (Mr. SIngh:) Meaning you and me (Paleface:) The cynical side is clinically typical (Redrama:) For all the humanbeings (Paleface:) Is he really a criminal? k**ing a lyrical? I'm feeling the ridicule reaching a pinnacle Chorus Verse 3 (Promoe): Well you know what they say every dawg has his day Some want the bone some chase the cars I'm leaving More than a stain Let me get it all won't settle for the so-called Luxuries in life That's such a cheesy lie I'm callin' the bluff doin' It for more than the fame Gimme freedom of speech gimme equal rights Gimme clean air to breathe in the peaceful night Gimme whatever it takes to break our chains and make us See the light Gimme just a lil' ba** and a bit of space to let me Speak my mind Won't you please just let me play Verse 4 (Redrama): Give me space enough for me to breathe, enough for me To be, enough for me to play I don't ask for much, so just pa** the blunt, coffee Half a cup, I'm okay I feel fabulous though I don't have a buck/ It's Hazardous trying to rhyme after us Check mate, ain't no matching us/ they lack the nuts And here's where the laughter stops It goes "oh, no, look at them go Mr Singh, Lil Red Daddy Pales, Promoe See the logo bro? my dogs is some stone cold flow pros Acting local, thinking global Get a load off and let me play See my bros won't ever Separate