Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Need More, artist - Boot Camp Clik. Album song Casualties of War, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 13.08.2007
Record label: Duck Down
Song language: English
I Need More |
| I wake up, open my eyes up |
| Surrounded by my haters as soon as I rise up |
| But then I realize what I’m here for |
| Then I say to myself «man, I need more» |
| I wake up, open my eyes up |
| And thank god for playing a part of my rise up |
| But then I realize what I’m here for |
| Then I say to myself «man, I need more» |
| Thinking of a way, to say what I gotta say |
| All lines are so limited, only a few stay |
| The rest leave as my sleeve fall |
| In the same position my hand do |
| How I ran through |
| So many pages at one time |
| That I can’t look behind |
| Got my mind feeling blind |
| Damn, how am I confused? |
| What am I to do? |
| What am I to choose? |
| Where do I start? |
| Where do I begin? |
| This ain’t like writing a letter back in the days, «Dear friend» |
| Cuz, every blot from my pen something |
| And if I slip one irrelevant line I’m done in |
| These are the times, I find I’ve got a devious mind |
| I got a hunger and I wonder, will it lead me to crime |
| Deep in the grind, That’s probably the reason that I |
| Feel like I’m falling, hell’s calling, niggas do or we die |
| Plain and simple yo It’s mathematic |
| I speak emphatic, slinging crack to these rap addicts |
| I bust my pistol like I’m Pat Garret |
| The break is over and I’m back at it |
| Beat battering beast from East Africa |
| Heat clap at your fleet leaving your peeps mad at us |
| Duckbill Platypus, Ruck real, add it up |
| Solar power calculator, for haters an abacus |
| Sean Price athletic, the Bruce Jenner |
| The deuce deuce center |
| Bust crohn’s and Sean gone 'till November, listen |
| I’ll be back but for now just settle |
| Y’all motherfuckers ain’t on Ruck’s level |
| I want more |
| I wake up, open my eyes up |
| Surrounded by my haters as soon as I rise up |
| But then I realize what I’m here for |
| Then I say to myself «man, I need more» |
| I wake up, open my eyes up |
| And thank god for playing a part of my rise up |
| But then I realize what I’m here for |
| Then I say to myself «man, I need more» |
| General Steele! |
| This is a soldiers rendition |
| On the his road to perdition |
| Tote the chrome for you niggas |
| Mango gave control of the business |
| Flows on my children, can’t joke with you niggas |
| Flow serious, ride with ambitions |
| To get richer get my nigga Ruley on out of prison |
| Few good men gone, chosen few still livin' |
| Sticking to the regiment, I go to war for what I represent |