Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Obeah Man
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mike Shabb
Songwriter
Obeah Man
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mike Shabb
Producer
Lyrics
IM RAISING A TOAST TO ALL DA REAL **** WHO DON'T STUNT
THEY TOOK A SNIFF OF THIS AND OVERDOSED;
I BROUGHT DA COLD FRONT
MY LIL **** WAN KNOW WHERE DA SNOW FROM
IM INCHING THE SLOPE; BLOWIN A GOLD GUN
SHE WANT ME TO SHOW HER DA ROPES, BLOWIN DA SHOGUN
SHE WEARING HER OPEN TOE SHOE WHEN DA SHOW DONE!
BELOW IN DA CAVE;
SHE WAN SOAK LORD WITH A OCEAN WAVE
FROM DA HOME OF THE BRAVE, DA MORNING LOANER, OWNER & DA SLAVE
I LAY DA REMAINING'S OVER DA OPEN FLAME
I RELAYED IT IN BULK AND DEN DA MOTION CAME
MY COLD BLOODED LIMBS NUMB WITH NO NOVOCAINE
WE GREW UP, BUT AIN'T OVERCOME DA GROWING PAIN
WE AIN'T TOO FAMILIAR, BUT THEY KNOW DA NAME
DIS LIL QUEEN BEE GIVIN ME DA SOFT GLARE- MOMS CALLING;
'DEAR SON, YOU LEFT YOUR HEART HERE!'
IM IN THE BOOTH CRYIN THUG TEARS
YOU OVER THERE, I MISS YOU MORE WHEN I SEE MY **** HUG THEIRS
THE GAME FILLED UP WITH A BUNCH OF SQUARES
I BEEN REPEATING ALL MY SULLEN PRAYERS;
ONCE UPON A TIME, WE WASN'T SCARCE
I DID EM DIRTY, DIDN'T SCUFF MY AIRS
I'M INTO NEW MONEY & WORLD FAIRS!
Written by: Mike Shabb, Obeah Man


