Rob "Cleva" Lightbourne - Look Below lyrics

Verse: Picture me in history fore I hit your screen White t-shirt, blue jeans stay creased and clean Free-styling as I walk down the block a routine since a pre-teen Vivid dreams of upcoming scenes Like a motion picture of a young n---a that's become sick of Mentally scheming to become richer Started to figure that threatening to pull guns triggers Bring funds quicker then I was on one n---a and it was Colder days I now call older days So amazed when I look over my shoulder blade Member when mama was yelling out "hold the faith" When it seemed there was no escape from hopeless fate So it takes more than fake N---a's yelling over mics with no noise to make To impact any part of my mental state I'll make you hate what I state and yet still relate..... yeah Chorus: Straight from the bottom to the top Look below cause I'm fly like a bird just watching my sh** drop No specific aim I randomly hit spots Enter in this game an reign on hip hop (x2) Verse: Comical attitudes when people ask "when the album dropping" You know you're good when you see all the haters flocking People don't understand the sh** that I drop It's like throwing you in water with your foot to a rock You tried to battle with me so I gave you my gun But you didn't begin so you couldn't be done When I shine people say my sh**'s the shadiest If God gave you your style then dog I'm atheist I don't know the formula but I got the answer I'm unbelievable but sh** I'm not Prancer Girls acting like Tina T say they wanna be my private dancers They understand I'm like cancer When I spread I'm kind of hard to maintain N---as start bobbing their heads when they hear Mink's name Putting instruments together is like a orgy These b**h-a** n---as in the game adore me ooh. Chorus: Straight from the bottom to the top Look below cause I'm fly like a bird just watching my sh** drop No specific aim I randomly hit spots Enter in this game an reign on hip hop (x2) Verse: In the midst of tricks plus n---as taking sips of Liquor or a quick puff when a Philly's lit up Young Cleva fore he turned Mr. Spit a verse and make a n---a curse ready to kick dust After getting ripped up pissed cause I disrupt When I spit what I spit such eloquence the Evidence was evident to Anyone with nuts who attempt to enter in the center Verse: I flip trip styles every time that I bust Got married preacher women falling into my lust Fading n---as out when I plug in the MPC An optometrist cause I change what you see I don't like dicks so you know I'm not co*ky No rap like Kobe no ball playing hockey You tried to protect yourself with a vest that's tin Y'all wanted some hot sh** Clev we did it again damn Chorus: Straight from the bottom to the top Look below cause I'm fly like a bird just watching my sh** drop No specific aim I randomly hit spots Enter in this game an reign on hip hop (x4) © 2004. © 2014 Lightbourne, Lamette Album: The Game of Life (Re-released) Artist: Rob "Cleva" Lightbourne