Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song What It Do, artist - E-dubble. Date of issue: 19.10.2015
Song language: English
What It Do |
| I've seen some souls be friendly |
| I've seen some feet get loose |
| I've had some people in my life who know just what it do |
| I try to look for goodness even when I see bad |
| '98 when I made my first beat take |
| I was trippin', I was thinking I can be great |
| Four track Tascam in my brief case |
| Back when I copped my Jordans outta east bay |
| I was just 15 with some big dreams |
| Big shoes, big heart, no big screen |
| Big talls, big balls, no fig leaves |
| Double-X-L well before I spit at 16 |
| I was trippin' I was waiting for the right time |
| I was trippin' I was looking for the right place |
| I was trippin' I was searching for the right words |
| Took a wrong turn and now my head is in the right space |
| I was trippin' I was taking all the wrong pills |
| I was trippin' I was righting all the wrong wrongs |
| I was trippin' I was writing all the right songs |
| Looking for a miracle, you're fucking with the right one |
| I've seen some souls be friendly |
| I've seen some feet get loose |
| I've had some people in my life who know just what it do |
| I try to look for goodness even when I see bad |
| I guess it started with a big bang, like a gun shot |
| When the fall came, and we all stop |
| Never school for the fools when the sun drops |
| We were having mad fun running from the young cops |
| I was on that low brow thinking too much |
| Cynicism hit me early like the cold crush |
| Did the knowledge into college then I froze up |
| Realize I 'ain't even working on my post up |
| Had a good shot though, with a big chip |
| But my shoulders would be holding till the dope shit |
| I was thinking 'bout rhymes, I was dreaming 'bout beats |
| I was biding my time, I was sowing these seeds |
| I was too cold no know that I 'ain't old enough |
| Too grown to know that I 'ain't growing up |
| Two Tones was home so just throw it up |
| Black Paisley is back so just pour it up |
| I've seen some souls be friendly |
| I've seen some feet get loose |
| I've had some people in my life who know just what it do |
| I try to look for goodness even when I see bad |
| I am that Two Tone Rebel, Paisley stain |
| I got some skin so thick I was made for pain |
| Never change my name just check my veins |
| All the Wallace brave hearts, I'm the next to reign |
| I'm E-Dubble, powers combine when we troubled |
| I still lose grip and shit I still fumble |
| Always get it back even when I'm off track |
| Cause I'm never off beat and I'm never on whack |
| God damn, how the fuck they let me get it |
| I just showed up with a couple records looking to spin it |
| Lookin' to win, my cup been filled with a gin |
| Got the juice now too still sick with a pen |
| And sick with the keys, and sick with my PC |
| My beats be off the meat rack fo' sheezy |
| You see he love the early Arctic can't see me |
| Two Tone Rebel and trust you still need me |
| I've seen some souls be friendly |
| I've seen some feet get loose |
| I've had some people in my life who know just what it do |
| I try to look for goodness even when I see bad |