Real Vision od Notes From Prague
- Umělec: Notes From Prague
- Nadpis: Real Vision
- Album: Inconsistent Frames
- Track: 12
- Styl: Hip-Hop
- Rok: 2011
- Délka: 4:06 minutes (6.5 MB)
- Formát: MP3 Stereo 44kHz 256Kbps (VBR)
Info: www.phatbeatz.cz/notes-from-prague-inconsistent-frames
Text:
What the fuck do you think about the veteran of this season, having problems to pick up the phone and dial realism, call them well known fellas to do cameo shot, call ’em one two times, but they won’t show up, fucking up the jam, I ain’t dependant on one plan, let’s get from A to B and let me show you the new scheme, NFP since 2G blowing up the spot, 10 years gained painfully, so let me speak and shut up, who the fuck is this nigga acting now like what’s up? Playing slow sizzling shit on the radio, it’s a set up, twisted deep in this plot, waiting for the jackpot for 7 years, but the chances is like creeping on a come up, fuck a record deal, we’re too raw for signing the name in this weak game, indie or independent here means the same, being pimped is a shame, plus the time is so lame, cause mothafuckas messing up the brain too much with the yayo and other new era stuff, wanna get back in the 80' but I just can’t get enough, I’m not here to bluff, only give you the realness and spit the truth, cause I went through the same life like most of the Czech youth, smoke a lot of cannabis while trying to make some flips on the glass stone spot, in the city of Prague, this shit is gone, it’s all locked, but we’re still here, cause we believe that all achievements ain’t completed, damn, I wish that I cheated back in the day.
Chorus
Fly shit is over
This time is for all the owners of knowledge and skill, trying to prepare you for the real - visions of the treason commited up in this game, we’re all staying lame with no chance to get up in the hall of fame.
Tamara:
Give me a reason now to stay in the game and avoid the pain, won’t have much to say, I’m keeping my vision straight in the lane, can’t be all the same, gonna reach out and touch the piece of fame..
If you don’t know what I’m talking about, then I think that you can’t see reality, maybe you’ll sell records that are full of shit, trying to party hard, but I’m the one that would never believe it, talking about your supermacy on every fucking skit, it’s ridiculous how you just keep fucking with it and never realise when it’s time to quit, I tried to go through a different lane, but the rap game just changed and the shit ain’t same anymore, to ways to gain capital and start your own store, to waves that move differently and splash the same ship, we’re on board of a wreck, trying to kick ourselves off the deck, pull out knives and slice through each other’s necks, what’s the difference, we’ll just make space for someone who’s comming next, looking through the cracks of reality, I got too fucking weak mentality, noone to count on, so I’m telling you right now that
Fly shit is over
This time is for all the owners of knowledge and skill, trying to prepare you for the real - visions of the treason commited up in this game, we’re all staying lame with no chance to get up in the hall of fame.
Tamara:
Give me a reason now to stay in the game and avoid the pain, won’t have much to say, I’m keeping my vision straight in the lane, can’t be all the same, gonna reach out and touch the piece of fame, yeah!
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