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terrance moore – eden lyrics

[intro: d.m.c.]
born to rock around the clock
you can’t say i’m not
and in case you forgot…

[verse 1: terrance moore]
just cause i’m black and i rap
don’t mean i trap snow white
and just to feel this party i ain’t poppin’ no molly
but i ain’t condemning n0body, you can do what you want
this just jersey tryna get it, we been waiting too long
quarter million on that bucket, i’m just waiting to touch it
$2 mill. or less on the deal and i might just say f-ck it
cause if they real they love it
if not, i still bump it
this is brick city baby, you know where we from kid
ain’t livin’ on no slum sh-t
but we ain’t no millionaires
yet the feeling’s there
yeah, my jordan form’s rare
i, speak metaphorically, but how dare i, compare i?
the heir apparent, always d-mn near high
i’m near sky, even with clear eyes
i can’t fear flight
cause i’m falling all the d-mn time
i ain’t changing for no industry that won’t change for me
we up in here like buck, but this ain’t no tennekee
this is jersey
(yeah, you heard me)

[hook]
ride by with my window low
you don’t know what you in for
a d-mn disturbance
my verbiage
too much for choral purpose
so i dumb it down & spit
’til my paper legit
went from slaving to the whip
to final mastering sh-t
lord

the way we living
could’ve been lost our religion
hit the blunt and be forgetting
’bout what we living for

young and living raw
fruit up in that money tree
and i’ma get it dog
watch me, watch me get it dog

[verse 2]
the most royal since latifah
spoiled off the reefer
tryna get my gang tailored like khalifa, (ohh!)
them 808s got enough b-ss to blow the face off of your speaker
while y’all act out the action, we star in the feature
ah, we don’t meet ya, we delete ya
we leave ya behind like a keester
i’m from them muddy waters ’round weequahic park
and we keep that reggie n0ble from where redman started
i mean, any of my n-ggas could’ve seen jail, or done well at harvard
in time, be a black da venci, word to washington carver
if we buy some sh-t, we won’t barter
but won’t forget our martyrs
who lost their lives so we could have the chance
to rap about kush when we spark up
when that benz rolls or parks up
i’ma sit in that like a bus seat
we starving in the garden
tryna eat, sleep and f-ck eve
surface seems serene
cause we know what’s in the deep
so we got dreams of getting rich
and swervin’ by that evil sh-t
lord

[hook] x2

[verse 3]
yeah
peace to the politicking
can we get back to spitting?
the essence of what is fresh
and i’m fresher than most y’all n-ggas
i’m kickin’ the freshest lyrics
i’m draped in the freshest linen
and dipping my quill in pools that lennon couldn’t dip pens in
and appearances seem to fool these women
so, i’m draped in gold
when i’m on the road
bet i’m off rolled
i don’t cough much
but if i cough more
know my lungs pro, never sophmore
that’s pun for often dumb boys
i’m 0-7-1-1-duced up
radio don’t wanna hear new stuff
but we got it and don’t give two f-cks
(now w-ssup?)
f-ck the status quo
i infect ’em with the baddest flow like
steam in a pot, when the kn-b on hot
i got to blow like
i got the go light
and i got to go like
right now
even if i get a deal i’ll never change this lifestyle
i’m so not wild, but on beats i spit ether
until we eat like the kings did
yep, on that first easter

(w-ssup)

drop

[refrain: d.m.c.]
born to rock around the clock
you can’t say i’m not
and in case you forgot

[talking: terrance moore]
rest in peace to jillisa mccarthy, edward zometa & kendell spear
yeah, always & forever

drop
uh
retro nuveaux got it locked
retro nuveaux got it locked!
huh!

[lion roar]

yeah

[hook]

[verse 4]
uh
what’s a cash advance if you ain’t got them bills?
new n-ggas just appear like david copperfield
and it ain’t about your sk!lls, it’s about your will
might just do it independent and say f-ck a deal

f-ck a deal!
might say f-ck a deal!

i might say f-ck a deal

might say f-ck a deal
might say f-ck your deal
i might say f-ck a deal
m-m-might say f-ck a deal

i might say f-ck a deal

x2
i might say f-ck a deal
unless you coming with them mills

my n-ggas need them meals
we tryna eat
we eatin’ in the garden, no eden

- terrance moore lyrics

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