fred the godson – long way to go lyrics
[verse 1]
as i search like michael landon, highway to heaven
i’m on the p-ssenger side of the seven
on the lead out, we ridin’ an eleven
next day sittin’ ‘long side of a reverand
they say success is a process
those in admist of their progress, god bless
9 milli in a arm rest
these rappers, i’m beyond this, honest
i rap, i black, amish
life’s a game of pool, i rack, let saddam rest
bring darrelle revis, tell regis
they call me most clever, (?), takin’ my regents
every verse, wind, fire, know i’m seasoned
i’m like earth, wind and fire makin’ reasons
achievin’, what you believe in
i’m leadin’ until i stop breathin’, no greivin’, i’m godson
[chorus]
they see me at my show, i still let ’em know
(that i got a long way to go, way to go..)
top rank flow, gettin’ that dough
(still i got a long way to go, way to go..)
xxl cover, still brother
(i got a long way to go)
(i got a long way to go)
uhh, bless me on my travels
[verse 2]
this game used to be plain as pan nam
then it turnt bloodsport, they threw ’em in a van damme
jean claude, stomp floors where i conquer
how ’bout an encore for the bronx boy, fred
i rose the bar anyway
they ask what it stand for, fire rap every day
friar crack, easy drought
and when it’s beef, if i (?), everybody die
my pops grind right, tunnel in a limelight
then his son pop, now y’all tell me who they rhyme like
i showed you what them lines like
and they the first to tell you that they gettin’ signed, right
my front line like emmitt in his prime
i let ’em both shine, dope (?) was on consign’
they say i’m g rap and gangsta (?) combined
i’m beggin’ you, don’t get out of line, word to mine
[chorus]
they see me at my show, i still let ’em know
(that i got a long way to go, way to go..)
top rank flow, gettin’ that dough
(still i got a long way to go, way to go..)
xxl cover, still brother
(i got a long way to go)
(i got a long way to go)
uhh, bless me on my travels
[verse 3]
lyrically, i’m like common though
with a long delivery, domino’s
geto boy like scarface rhyme
ya girl give the god face time, hahaha
big bronx, code name, first chain, cocaine
money i blew in saks fifth, coltrane
y’all watchin’ a don, sat-rday soul train
then y’all look at me after they flow change
yep, i’m the culprit
know if it sound like fire, maybe i wrote it
tellin’ me that you in the booth, maybe you votin’
started off battlin’ n-gg-s, don’t provoke him
i’ll take it back to the old days
eatin’ you n-gg-s, you know my old ways
puttin’ the money up while you all paid
sincerely fred, love always
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