dj azza x spacific brown - darkest moments lyrics
verse 1 (sb)
feeling kinda tipsy but ain’t sippin on no cognac
sb spittin hot fire with dj azza at the back
getting uplifted this tracks a vibe
got a vision heres my mission keep real hip+hop alive
try and try, lord knows i’m still trying
too much famine in the ghetto baby mama still crying
cos little yutes dying, getting jooked up with the hand ting
this my journey in life, and it don’t need no planning
front page news, keep it real it’s overdue
when dj azza makes a beat sb gotta see it through
blues brothers, young boys searching for the light
in a dark dark place weeds kinda like cryptonite
cos its green in colour, achilles heel to many
lex luther wanna shoot ya with the ruger so young boy get rеady
every road i take, pathway is a side routе
spitting on these beats releases demons, gotta get em out my mind now
no time out, gotta hustle til the sunset
started when the gun fired and my race ain’t run yet
poppa don’t be upset, this the path i’ve chosen
still got peaceful dreams of being while new pathways open
scoping the scene got my team right beside me
whether off the top or written do thus daily and nightly
besides the good, gotta take the bad with it
soldier in the field deaf to stress…all i can hear is the crickets
monologue (dj azza)
yano, it just feels like a dark cloud rousing within my head
everything that’s coming in intertwined
it feels so deep that it hurts but i donno what else to do for me
pains me so deeply to say this but, man these demons are eating away at my life
verse 2 (sb)
when i took the pill, couldn’t envision this
momma worked two jobs, but when i got home she was p+ssed
sippign red red wine, so there was no bed time
cos how could i sleep with that on my mind
so i sought distraction and that’s how i started rapping
visa debit card, making small transactions
red or black, either choice was a mistake
sp+nked a months paycheck in a day, what a p+sstake
bad to worse, communicated through my verses
repressed stress sent through raps like i gambled on the cr+ps
back to back losses, no way was i on some boss sh+t
from the outside looking in bro bro said yo you’ve lost it
what kid? the plot kid? sh+t i ain’t never had one
never had a beat, so on beats was on a mad one
now some rap about the hand skeng but to me that was some bad zen
rapping strapping relaxing which one should be in my past tense
my hearts tense, sometimes its hard to breathe
thinking all the while bout misdemeanours preventing me from being
all i could be, look g, not one show has ever booked me
but that’s in the past, i still see a bright future out the hood g
while i was paying dues, still had more moves to make
this straight 100, gotta turn nothing into something
hustling is my life, and so i know i can still be
sb the mc, we out, respect g.//
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