Reks - Pages From The Pavement lyrics

[Hook: SuperSTar Snuk] This is pages….from the pavement Come out to play with America's most dangerous This is pages….from the pavement Come out to play with America's most dangerous [V1: Termanology] When I see that light/then I got that piff When I got that piff/then I need that light And I need that white witta bigger bag/get it back Wit my goons and they off on Trinidad/finna spaz Wit a mini mac in the mini van Chillin wit my k**as that would need guns in they hand Tryina get a milly and Tied up in the can for the sh** he had….to the back Tell em don't move when he got that tool Bet her eyes move when he got that groove Send the animals thru when he got them j**els Better watch yo shoes/watch yo crew Spit yo game/talk yo sh**/grab yo gat/call yo click Gotta walk into that pit of flames….tryina get that change Better tell em I came wit a venomous thang in a f**ed up game Woulda stuffed yo chain/gotta puff my brains out/Tryina stay sane Look up in the mirror, only one I can blame/can't complain Could be worse/coulda been rolled out in that hearse Wit a hole in my head on the way to that dirt/ Just let me spit my pages first [V2: Ea$y Money] Yeah this another page from the pavement My Peoples at the bottom tryina raise from the basement Anxious and patient to blazes thru ya station Cuz every single bar/every phrase is amazing I give a f** about a lame n***a hatin Inf beam on it/when I aim/I ain't grazin Gauges are blazin/straight thru his face and Mommy couldn't identify his face when they traced em Deuce deuce/three 80/Fo-5 and a K Shouldn't even be a question if we let the hammers spray Do it for the fami-lay/the M and the A Haver-hill on my shoulders/I hold the weight like a Manta ray Homey/the street: we represent Made n***as hit the club and sneak Berettas in You loud mouth cowards should at least be reticent Before this: BUH BUH BUH like it got a speech impediment [Hook: SuperSTar Snuk] [V3: REKS] I came up from the basement/Ramen noodle days In a daze/scribbling pain….pages from pavement Pacing patient/momma dealt with drama Daddy was a dead beat/HIV was Karma Still I beat out all the….hardships I raw flip/Gods gift/no more see-saw sh** Aw sh**…..manure and that raw ish Not talking fish scale, pardon…my thoughts can get A bit scatter brained/beneath concrete came R-e KING supreme/just a dollar and a dream/ Ya'knaw mean? Boy ya……. came a long Way from the bodegas that's fulla GOYA/guns n yay My funds would say…a bit mediocre Till I elevated vocal focus like I was supposed ta Ills for the bills be Slaine La Coka Nostra My boys boiling water/I was tryina Be the illest author….shout out the best to do it Apocalyptic/Brando-Godfather [Hook: SuperSTar Snuk]