| Started in Cheverly, the line was orange
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| On January 7th, a star was born
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| Stayed in Seat Pleasant ‘til mom and I moved on
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| To the next stop, come ride along
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| Left pops, moms tired of the fighting and tears
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| So in Landover’s where I spent my formative years
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| While living here I met my oldest of peers
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| Underprivileged yet I’m overcoming my fears
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| Like robberies and shootins, now we out in Suitland
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| Right behind my high school to focus on my schoolin'
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| No longer boostin, now I’m beat looping
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| Pre-To This Union, writing with my blue pen
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| Penning blue lines from Pentagon & Addison
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| Battle raps dumb funny like Billy Madison
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| Battlin, til my name spread like a pathogen
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| This is just the start I can feel it in my abdomen!
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| All I see is lines, letters, colors
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| Zippin' right by, with plenty numbers
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| Runnin' thru my mind, what to make of it
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| It’ll make sense one day
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| All I see is lines, letters, colors
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| Zippin' right by, with plenty numbers
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| Limit’s the sky, ready, comin'
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| Take the Sub way
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| Left Maryland, but still spittin these bars
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| Next stop Brooklyn, off of Clinton & Wash
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| New York, New York was the City of Gods
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| In Hip Hop, big stage. |
| Hope they give me a part
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| Took the 4 Union Square, rap ciphers galore
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| Or the A to West 4th hoping I’m in the store
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| Fats Beats showed love, thought I made it for sure
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| Years later, All City on an NY tour… now…
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| All I see is lines, letters, colors
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| Zippin' right by, with plenty numbers
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| Runnin' thru my mind, what to make of it
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| It’ll make sense one day
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| All I see is lines, letters, colors
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| Zippin' right by, with plenty numbers
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| Limit’s the sky, ready, comin'
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| Take the Sub way
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| Take the J to Koscuiszko to see old the crib
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| Or the 2 to Flatbush another place that I lived
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| Shot to JFK, first Tokyo trip
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| Bullet train’s like magic, blew my whole brain to bits
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| Everything’s changin' chances being taken
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| More time at Grand Central and Penn Station
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| OT. |
| Brazen… confidence. |
| Amazing…
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| Where my train of thought took me with a little training
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| All I see is lines, letters, colors
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| Zippin' right by, with plenty numbers
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| Runnin' thru my mind, what to make of it
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| It’ll make sense one day
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| All I see is lines, letters, colors
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| Zippin' right by, with plenty numbers
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| Limit’s the sky, ready, comin'
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| Take the Sub way
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| Headed back to MD had a family to start
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| Now in Baltimore City couple minutes from the MARC
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| Spending time in DC teaching youth and rippin mics
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| Kill a show on U St. at Benning Road I save a life
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| Did the same off Southern Ave. teaching kids to rhyme & more
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| If I wasn’t with the youth, highly like I’m on tour
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| Then our brother Junior passed rocked our family to the core
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| Relocated to VA to hold the fam down for sure
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| Out in the burbs not too far Dunn Loren
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| Still nice with the verbs and far from done touring
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| Now we in Huntington and I’m maturing
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| Still in PG everyday ‘cause I’ma support’em
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| Where it all started, I’ll head home someday
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| Journey’s never easy but I’m making it… someway
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| Some tracks are curved and some straight
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| And not everybody will Take the Sub way |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Sub Way , by - Substantial. Song from the album The Past Is Always Present in the Future, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп