Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Autographs, artist - Reks. Date of issue: 23.04.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Autographs |
| «Limos, arenas and TV shows |
| Autograph pictures and classy hoes» |
| I scribe my life on border lines before the rhymes |
| I thought of dime chasin', mind racin' |
| Off the fine wine agent inauguration |
| Of a poet |
| Laureate, my story yet |
| To meet the apex they say Reks the whole east best |
| They say that s-t-a-t-i-k |
| The greatest of the DJs |
| Producer brother truest in the beautifulest decay |
| And we say, we took it from the ghettos to arenas |
| Found our heaven in between us |
| Seamless scene of dreamers |
| The team in position, powerful autograph and taking pics |
| Groupies front row turn to Marriott making flicks |
| Amazing this in making a matrix is bound to wake to this |
| The patience is a virtue, burst through the waiting list |
| Graveshifting it just to make difference |
| Just to make the distance in us and them significant |
| From Paris in my cinnamon’s lavish living the benefits |
| Sincerely all keep it one and all on the trips with us |
| «Limos, arenas and TV shows |
| Autograph pictures and classy hoes» — Beastie Boys 'No Sleep Till Brooklyn' |
| I’m doing rhymes now, bye bye to crimes now |
| Come on the ave, I’m real hard to find now |
| Doing arenas in Athena and I know you seen us |
| At every festival, fans put us on pedestals |
| Packing metal’s forgettable when you’ve mastered a better flow |
| Of income, and then some, now here come the effin' hoes |
| I went from ashy to classy |
| Shorty asked me to sign her double D’s overseas |
| To add these foreigners that we’re performing for to our conglomerate |
| We prominent we jammin' it, profits from the rhyming shit |
| Shorty it’s an honor to be on the dick of someone so notorious |
| We worshiped as a don of spit |
| Pondered if I chose another route, bowed out |
| Took the safer role punch a clock instead of blazing shows |
| Doubt for the the nonbelievers all I believe is from the ghetto |
| To the arena, sky’s the limit for the big dreamers |
| Word up |
| «Limos, arenas and TV shows |
| Autograph pictures and classy hoes» — Beastie Boys 'No Sleep Till Brooklyn' |
| And we our hometown royalty |
| All you see is the red carpet for the progress |
| God bless to y’all who stuck with us through the process |
| Of course it’s not all flawless |
| Evil forces want to see us falter |
| Separate as we divorce ya |
| And I don’t fault ya |
| Father forgive him for not feeling the roster |
| The rawest since Rawkus before it lost its luster |
| I feel like Busta Leading The New, feeding them food |
| Even through the meaningless Stat and Reks is meaningful |
| Breezing through cities the allure and it’s all a blur |
| All occur cause we keep it true, say they seeing you |
| What’s been missing as we sitting on a dynasty |
| Rap minus me at negative one, honestly |
| Rap minus Stat, just wack each track crack |
| East coast can kick you’re feet up, cause we back |
| Straight, No Chaser make those papers for those acres |
| Build your bucks to break up, let’s cake up |
| Wake up |
| «Limos, arenas and TV shows |
| Autograph pictures and classy hoes» — Beastie Boys 'No Sleep Till Brooklyn' |