Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song On The Way, artist - Little Brother.
Date of issue: 20.06.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
On The Way |
Just to let niggas know, what time it is |
Phonte, Big Pooh and 9th Wonder |
Little Brother, never be another |
For the real y’all haha |
Check it, like this baby |
Now that finally we done reached a settlement |
I rhyme at the crime scene and purposefully leave the evidence |
The honourable, least benevolent |
Its 'Te spitting game like a ref with a speech impediment |
Whether they radical screamin «Impeach the President» |
Or a senator caught in Middle East embezzlement |
I never ease the elegance, Phonte — he’s the delegate |
Sent to tell all your peeps they delicate |
For fuckin with a pro, steppin out of your element |
I came to spit truth cause y’all need it |
Natural, man of all seasons, used to have a fetish for weed |
Women and grapes and I like them all seedless |
Now I’m laid back in the spots that y’all frequent |
Embarressin niggas that y’all used to call leaders |
Won’t stop till our shit bangs in all speakers |
The word of this brother — y’all heed it |
Now we on the way y’all, we on the way y’all |
The shinin light lookin for a better day y’all |
We on the way y’all, we on the way y’all |
We makin moves, ain’t there no time to play y’all |
We on the way y’all, we on the way y’all |
The shinin light lookin for a better day y’all |
We on the way y’all, we on the way y’all |
It’s 9th Wonder, Big Pooh and Phonte y’all |
Hip Hop’s newest jack takin over the carter |
Pure 80's, we rock harder than your LA starters |
Serving greens for the price of blacks |
Get your salary taxed, off the top cause you over the cap |
Life on the de-ly is hard shit |
We re-write the script and spit hard till we soak the mic |
I’m down to grind if the price is right |
There’s been too many nights |
Two stepping back was the way of life |
So we push till them fiends smile, full court press meanwhile |
Back in the locker room shit is wild |
Players frontin on each other’s style |
They show but we tryna win the crowd |
But I respect money, only as far as this music go |
If it’s any other shit homeboy just take it personal |
Three-pointer on that, foes know the story |
Have a nice day, to better high lister for me |
We on the way y’all, we on the way y’all |
We shinin light lookin for a better day y’all |
We on the way y’all, we on the way y’all |
We makin moves, ain’t there no time to play y’all |
We on the way y’all, we on the way y’all |
We shinin light lookin for a better day y’all |
We on the way y’all, we on the way y’all |
It’s 9th Wonder, Big Pooh and Phonte y’all |
Yeah, it’s like this baby |
Feel it, it’s like this |
(On and on and on and on and on…) |
Uh, feel me |
Check it out |
Come take a walk with a nigga |
They say the rap world is like a corn field — all these ears be stalkin a nigga |
Hangin on my every word and syllable |
Like the finest of herbs and minerals |
{And the talking like they feelin you |
The plan’s unoriginal, the place un-habitual |
Your shit compared to mine, we’ll see who remember you |
Back on the block like the Great Q} |
I rhyme till they hate you |
And fans wonder why they overate you |
Betrayed you, but my fam is tighter than Nike strings |
Your crew versus LB — nice dream |
I pick my niggas like Joe Jackson and Katie for Ice Cream |
It’s time to make moves and start takin off |
I write so my thoughts won’t be un-channelled |
Like a nigga with the cable off |
And this is food for thought |
Get a plate, and when you finish wipe the table off motherfucker. |
We on the way y’all, we on the way y’all |
The shinin light lookin for a better day y’all |
We on the way y’all, we on the way y’all |
We makin moves, ain’t there no time to play y’all |
{We on the way y’all, we on the way y’all |
We shinin light lookin for a better day y’all |
We on the way y’all, we on the way y’all |
It’s 9th Wonder, Big Pooh and Phonte y’all} |