Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 10-a-Cee, artist - Grits. Album song Mental Releases, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.07.1995
Record label: Gotee
Song language: English
10-a-Cee |
There’s a little place, a place I call my home |
A tiny little domicile that I call my own |
We dwell, we vibe, we mosh in pits of tribe |
Do prayer in the layer to thwart opposing sides |
It took a second I reckon but now I know I’m on sprung |
Never thought it ever could happen she got a brother in love |
Cause I never wanna leave her, it’s simple cause I need her |
With gold teeth and Jheri curls, country as she wanna be |
But you see she’s become apart of me inside of me |
Talkin' like her even like the way she flaunt her poverty |
Bust this, she got a Cutlass sittin' on them thangs |
Jacked up in the front of you know she got that Quad thump |
Peep this I neva creep or keep her on tha down low |
Take her all around yo, but brotha’s lookin' jealous so |
Keep a nine close by in case a busta wanna try |
Takin from me my lady love, Miss Tennessee |
There’s a place, a place, a place called 10-A-Cee |
I don’t know how it happened, some how it captured me |
A place, a place, a place called 10-A-Cee |
I don’t know how it happened, some how it captured me |
The T, the E, the double N, the E |
The quest ends with S, we floatin' on the SEE |
Roots are planted deep, native born of sheep |
Americans of Afric' usin' rhyme as a theatric |
Nothin' but much love leaks out through my pores |
For this great state with activator all on the floors |
But I watch my back, rednecks they lurk in corners |
Drivin' white pick-ups, beer gives them the hiccups |
Brothas always brag on who town got the melee |
But more fools die in Tennessee than in LA |
So who say where they dwell swells and is all that |
I’m at the place to be in, the initials are TN |
There’s a place, a place, a place called 10-A-Cee |
I don’t know how it happened, some how it captured me |
A place, a place, a place called 10-A-Cee |
I don’t know how it happened, some how it captured me |
There’s a little place, a place I call my home |
A tiny little domicile that I call my own |
We dwell, we vibe, we mosh in pits of tribe |
Do prayer in the layer to thwart opposing sides |
There’s a little place, a place I call my home |
A tiny little domicile that I call my own |
We dwell, we vibe, we mosh in pits of tribe |
Do prayer in the layer to thwart opposing sides |
Fisk University, Tennessee State you see |
Meharry’s in da house I’m proud to see my people reach |
For da top don’t stop getting what dis country need |
Mo of us hittin' books education is the key |
But back to my main point, no I will never front |
I’m straight outta Nashville 'cause that’s where my love is |
Coming from Jacksonville but bro you know how it is |
Florida is cool and all and that’s where my heart is |
It ain’t where you from it’s where you at |
So you can get with this 'cause it’s super catha-fat |
Preachin' and teachin' my claim to fame in this rap game |
True is what I claim to dang da dang diggy diggy |
Now I think it’s time for me to go so I’m jetting, neva regretting leaving home |
cause Tennessee’s in love with me |
There’s a place, a place, a place called 10-A-Cee |
I don’t know how it happened, some how it captured me |
A place, a place, a place called 10-A-Cee |
I don’t know how it happened, some how it captured me |
There’s a place, a place, a place called 10-A-Cee |
I don’t know how it happened, some how it captured me |
A place, a place, a place called 10-A-Cee |
I don’t know how it happened, some how it captured me |
There’s a place, a place, a place called 10-A-Cee |
I don’t know how it happened, some how it captured me |
A place, a place, a place called 10-A-Cee |
I don’t know how it happened, some how it captured me |