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jeff spec - clyde stubblefield lyrics

[verse 1]
i gotta keep it 100
the heart up on the sleeve, plus i speak it from the stomach
the truth to the light from the deepest of the dungeons
mind hold the mysteries; the secrets of the covenant
many seek and ?? want it
the soul bred from pain. no ease or comfort
many claim to hold he key. just one could –
– be the key that means coming through your speakers triumphant
i speak it in numbers. mathematician
scientists rule iron-fist. longest of the dyanisties
has only just begun. you know what time it is
the war must be won. the battle for your mind –
– is full scale. they push a microchip through your sinuses
tryina k!ll the music. ??? pirate us
leaders with school teachers going to lie to us
dumb down the young, now. prescription psychiatrist
tryina silence us. pops said rap was a craze –
– i would outgrow back in the days
but i had things i had to say
in cl-ss writing rhymes on the back of the page
they said the cat never acted his age
i should aspire just to be a rat in the maze-
– chasing the cheese
a lion trapped in a cage, but no never that
i couldn’t get with that. save that for the record
play the record back

[hook]
give the drummer some
clyde stubblefield
give the drummer some
come on, come on
give – the – drum-mer – some
do the ?? if you know what i’m saying
give – the – drum-mer – some
do the ?? if you know what i’m saying

[verse 2]
the mind ???. the architect
the heart no fear the life. no regard for death
i’m not bulletproof. lived through the scars and sweat
we back y’all. came to stack cash, cars, and cheques
we came to get our respect. technique
nice spit more bars per breath
every verse is a he-rs-. i’m ??? death
cause i was raised on the game
???
got people counting on me like an advocis
not the flashiest. lights and the cameras
do not consume me. i’m not about the packages
more about the contents. less about the statuses
more about the real ones. less about the actresses
people make the world go round. make the axis’ shift
make money, man. tax the sh-t
probably lucky if you get to keep half of it
but i don’t work to pay the devil
i grind to get mine. live it on a greater level
got to praise god, cause god made the rebel
never eat meat ??? temple
play the vegetables. plant a seed. let it grow
legacy is left just for days ???
they used to find hip-hop objectionable
what’s the matter? real cats ain’t repping no more

[hook]

- jeff spec lyrics

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