My Song Lyrics: Been So Long – feat. Beje

Dj Ace Koromantyn
Been so long I gotta rip this track,
I Gotta find a tune that’ll fit this track,
Wit blood my eyes I’m o get this,
Cause things done changed I’m a witness,
Verse 1:
Why everybody asking; what up with the music?
It seems they can’t get enough of the music,
they tried to out the flame but u know we never lose it,
cause music is a biz and my business is music.
We on point hey we never stand down,
we do it in Jamaica like they do it down south,
reppin our block so da thugs stand proud,
the cars and the money hey that’s what we about.
I trust nobody so I scout myself,
When it comes to the music I’m bout myself,
When I ride on the beat I gotta shout myself,
So I know I couldn’t do this without myself,
I get lots of help from nobody right,
They keep sayin make sure you get it right
Keep the beat goin make sure you set it right,
Keep it loud in my earphones don’t let it die…
Verse 2:
Step to rythm, just cruise and let it shake ya ,
Coming with the sounds of a different nature,
Ace got the gift so the lyrics got greater,
Yes another rough and tough one for the paper,
New configuration, new style and new structure,
Coming so hard it makes eardrums puntcture,
The flip... the Flipsyde- yo its wrapped tightly,
... a chicka-bow wow.....
So you know I got these rhymes lurching,
in Jamaica where with the beast, gunshots burstin,
where di politician dem wait till shit worsen,
home of the devil though they got so many churches.
neva try to run away from a war, dats hurting,
betta purchase a gun from a boy dats thirteen,
an murkin, crooked cops dats worst dan hurricanes,
you call help for help they might blow out ur brains.
Verse 3:
We tell them, cruise with the mellow,
Beje take the phone and say hello,
Who deh pon the line - Angella,
Seh she want carry me to Mo. Bay...
to rock her body non-stop...
chicka! yo, yo, tha style deh too hot!,
Man a money getter, gyal dem seh dem love me bad
cause mi a trendsetter, so just gimmie the double check,
cause man a double decker, chicka! chicka!
Flipsyde, let them know man a Flipsyde pro!
I see you thinkin I’m o beg u a dollar,
please get it correct, we lead you follow,
yo brain so hollow, you be missin the point,
I aint hatin, I’m just sayin you should straighten the joint.
We doin good in da hood, when was the last you checked,
we done started the company, the Ace on deck,
ma dawgs get paid, Flipsyde on the cheque,
you kno whose da boss please Get it correct.
© 2007 Paul Ustanny
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