Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Long Term (feat. Lori Writes), artist - Ab-Soul. Album song Long Term 1 & 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 05.04.2015
Record label: AAA
Song language: English
Long Term (feat. Lori Writes) |
| Give me a little, little, little more volume on the vocals |
| Mic check, mic check one two |
| This is it right here Wave, this is it |
| Thank you for tuning in, hope y’all enjoyed yourself |
| Long Term |
| Motherfucker this is Long Term, let me explain to you niggas |
| I’m here for the long haul |
| I’m fly as Curtis Pilot, you ever saw part of my Carson |
| Joggin' if y’all lost, but I been dedicated since back then |
| Started out with the double-time rhyme scheme I got from Twista |
| I couldn’t quite convince the public, I was the one that’ll put us up on the map |
| Throwin' away raps in a trash can |
| Fillin' my notebook up with my quotes, but the doors didn’t open up |
| So I slowed it up |
| Found my niche, got my bars up |
| Black Planet freestyle chattin', get your guards up |
| Boys in Black had me hip to punchlines and all that |
| Came back with some hard stuff |
| What I was like, sixteen I think? |
| Killin' 'em, box sealin' 'em, like the rooftop |
| Not quite a god emcee, more like Jay Reed, give me the oowop |
| I don’t care who drop |
| Still found room for development |
| Before MySpace views were so relevant |
| Hey Soul, you ever think of sellin' it? |
| What? |
| Your soul! |
| Heavens no |
| Unless it cost that at Heaven’s door |
| I pave my own way, no steppin' stones |
| My first break was playin' songs for Tory Crow |
| The judge looked out, we even shot a video |
| Shout-out my man June, can’t forget my nigga Bones with the bangers |
| It’s all love over here player |
| Before MP3 players could play us |
| I had a five-star tablet full of classics |
| At a time where every rapper was a gangsta or somethin' |
| Sort of became cliche some thought |
| From the suburbs where we do dirt and hope we never get caught |
| Hittin' a lie, why would I lie? |
| I’ve been watching you, to whomever this may concern |
| I can see your grind, what you got is well deserved |
| You gotta get up, get out, and get it, you can’t always wait your turn |
| And it may not happen tomorrow, you gotta think long term |
| I told myself like back in '05 I give this rap shit two years |
| But I’m still here |
| I’ve fallen in love with this hip-hop thing |
| Our relationship is real rare |
| The problem with a lot of newcomers is sad, but understood |
| I’m tryin' to make a great song, they tryin' to make it out the hood |
| I’m tryin' to be honored with the Pacs and Biggies |
| And they tryin' to see face on TV like, «Momma, see me?» |
| But it’s a whole lot easier now |
| The Internet’ll let the world play your media now |
| Your girlfriend cousin got a mixtape comin' out |
| And he got a beat you leased, but the producer is out of reach |
| This kid asked me how to make a name for himself |
| I told him I’m still tryin' to find a lane for myself |
| I could’ve lied to him and sold him a bunch of BS |
| But this is where the letter ends, before I go, P. S |
| What is long term? |
| Long term is everlasting, long term is the thought of a future reference |
| Long term is everlasting, long term is the thought of a future reference |
| What is long term? |
| Long term is everlasting, long term is the thought of a future reference |
| Long term is everlasting |