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A-O
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Christian & Gospel
A-O was released on October 15, 2002 by Native Records, Inc. as a part of the album The Exodus
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Release DateOctober 15, 2002
LabelNative Records, Inc.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM101

Credits

Lyrics

Hey, music, couldn't stop it
You couldn't stop it if you had Shaq, Russell and Jordan
Yea, yea eh
New, ghetto music (check it, check it)
Stuck in the ghetto where criminals blast the metal
When cell rocks round the clock, the block is wide settled
Listen to the voices of the OGs
Pour out liquor for the dead, it don't matter blue or red, red or blue
Cause gangsters, we walk in the same shoes
Cause when the homies die, we get the same news
Different neighborhoods, but pay the same dues
Use the same fools, but both remain fools
You hate me, I hate you tell me what the hate do
Lord bless us, cause we all need a breakthrough
Shine your light through the darkest nights
Anyone touch that fiend, bout to spark that pot
'Cause you know the dude lows in the park at night
Keep your spirits low, white like Air Force nikes
But don't think twice, 'cause He paid that price
A diamond through the rough, and I sound like I just said it
It ain't what you say, it's what you do
How you live your life is up to you
And some say heaven is hard to find
But I'm still stuck on getting mine
Hey oh hey oh hey oh
I bring it back to the block where I represent
And everybody said, and everybody win (Hey oh hey oh hey oh)
I use the spot then I squat with the limo tip and everybody say everybody did
Go away, admit defeat, I rip the beat
Three different knuckleheads, but relevant to the street
I seek to reach those with melodies of relief
Bring clarity when I teach you, totality of a beast
In reality, there's so many fatalities to speak
Camp eight is about loyalty and respect
Motorsplit the Red Sea, we split raw to checks
The 80s I rep, clash with the craziest sets
Got me mad, wanna smash on you shady execs
Y'all snakes of the same kind
Trick them with the same line
Took my hand and lied at the same time
That's why it hurt me every time I see my name sign
Still steppin' out the fire with the same shine
I bang mine like Tatton Gangstime
Remain fine, no more walkin' the main line
In the meantime, show me some love and hopper
It ain't what you say, it's what you do
How you live your life is up to you
And some say heaven is hard to find
But I'm still stuck on getting mine
Hey oh hey oh hey oh
I bring it back to the block where I represent
And everybody said, and everybody did hey oh hey oh hey oh
I hit the spot, then I swap with the limo tip
And everybody said, and everybody win
I got plans to rock the land
When I roll up in something hot
Squattin' on grams
And that's doves for the hustlers
Mr. Bubble Up showin' love to the customers with the double up
Back on deck for the regulars
Life is like a jungle show respect to the predators
Wrap my mic cord around the neck to competitors
The lot about a dollar's so she set us up
Ain't no fear of one time so we hit them up
Step into the octagon when we get them up
Split us up, spit at us get it, never break us up
You don't need no more, what you looking for? It's enough
And not a funny style when the hate on us
Keep my hands raised in praise 'cause it pays to trust
Snakes down eights up escalades and trucks
Still the same to your praise in church
It ain't much to say, it's what you do
How you live your life is up to you
And some say heaven is hard to find
But I'm still stuck on getting my hey oh hey oh hey oh
I bring it back to the block where I represent
And everybody say, and everybody win hey oh hey oh hey oh
I hit the spot then I squat with the limo tip
And everybody said, and I everybody win
It ain't what you say, it's what you do
How you live your life is up to you
And some say heaven is hard to find
But I'm still stuck on getting mine
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