Lyrics Voices - Ed O.G, Pete Rock

Voices

Yo, just let it run
Yeah
Yeah
Worldwide
Yo
I know this cat, check it
Worldwide
Y’all know me, fresh parol-e
Come home to a Cadillac truck and roll-e
Them young homeys?
They pay me like they owe me
Will die defending ice like a goalie
I slow dance with the money grind slowly
The system ain’t corrupt it’s unholy
My P.O.
can’t control me
Solely
Cause she’s phony
Been married to the game, 20 years of matrimony
Snitches got the words, they sing like karoake
Back and forth to court, damn they almost broke me
So now I play the low key
A proven veteran, and none of y’all can coach me
You got questions' I’m the worst one to ask
You got beef?
The first one to blast
Cause all the dirt from my past
See my life flash when lights flash
How long will my life last?
Yo I hear voices
Ready made choices
Go all-out, time to show them where the force is
New York to Boston we strive for the best
World-wide: north, south, east and the west
Heat risin' above
From the heart we show love
It’s my life
Time to get my mind right
Stay focused and avoid confrontation
It’s Edo G spitting real situations
Yo I got to get my mind right
My plan and design right
To find life
Start a fire on a dry night
I watch you with excitement like a highlight
Live the high life
Probably die trife
But it’s my life
Filled with images
The snake that you fuckin' with is venomous
Our love limitless
But the everday struggles of life made the whole shit strenous
Now it’s hard for us to coexist
Cause we been there already and both know the risk
I’m on your short list
Threaten me with restraining orders
And want to put me on a court list
No strings attached like a cordless
Child support, I can’t afford this
You see clear
Got thousands in the rear
But you love to see fear
And I shed tears
Mmm.mmm
I couldn’t imagine
The gun flashin
Bullets hit 'em to a backspin
No compassion
Companies still cashin'
That’s why I’m ration
Hoodied up like it’s fall fashion
When they breaking you a small ration
It’s only funny when we all laughin'
When the moneys all cashed in
And it’s an equal playing field
Eyes are staying peeled
On the off duty cop
With a weapon that’s concealed
Never showed his shield
But pulled out his gat
Put one in his back
He got a harder style
Didn’t get no charges filed
So he got a larger smile
And he laughin at us
Didn’t get no bad press
Fuck his status cause we know his address
There ain’t no getaway route
We 'bout to show him a better way out
Spittin that real
2k4 fo sho