Everlong - Intellectual

[Verse 1 - OneMIKE]

I feel free.... Tell me what they know about me

Took a lot of time to learn... how prides the worst , showing off be the least of my concerns

I wish Pac returned and Big Poppa survived, they'd revive Hip Hop for sure

If you slack don't be mad when you lost your turn, Nowadays these rappers at a loss for words

But I don't know how that feel. All I know is be real, Flow so cold it give chills

Rap about drugs and the swag and the guns , then you sure to get a deal but... still

Materials can't replace what you lack within, Im still passionate...

And every song so different when i hit them with the rhythm had to switch it up with this one hard to listen when I'm snapping quick

But just stop and think, have you ever been on the brink

Of achieving greatness then you start to sink

Im giving rappers nightmares with the monsters Ink, and when you see your goals clear its so hard to blink

But can't nobody take that away,struck out yesterday theres another at-bat today

Swing hard young cassius clay, have your way no time to procrastinate

Ask the greats and I know they gon' say the same, Mike Jordan ima change the game

They throw shade try to shame my name, but they would never understand if getting better is the plan then you better be a man and learn to face the pain, ugh

Better yet no time for regret, a lot of..memories

Not enough time to reflect, best believe I got my eye on whats next

[Chorus - OneMIKE]

A good thing don't last forever , and even when you do your best they gon' ask for better

Do what, Disguise your limits with all kinds of drinkin'

But bet that we gon' bring it when you know its time to go and get it

Now the seat back, Blow ya smoke through the sun roof

Since this ain't radio this ain't that song to bump to

We lookin' back , No regrets they overslept

It be the best feeling in the world when you know you next

Kick back, blow your smoke through the sun roof

This ain't that radio shit they be turning up to

We looking back, No regrets they overslept

It be the best feeling in the world when you know your next

[Verse 2 - King Los]

I know I’m next, I know your neck hurtin’ rockin’ to this shit

I know its nets like I play for the rockets, I know I’m rockin’, I know I spit like I’m cockin’ a pistol

I know you bitch like a cop on his menstrual, hop on instrumentals

They gon make me put down a call for incidentals, I’m in the limo, tinted windows you in limbo

Member when I used to dream of winning now the winters turn to summers

I get the product, ship it out and bring it back yea I turn the numbers

Yea I’m rockin’ out and got the loudest mouth, I been slept on and forgot about

Best that ever did it, that’s without a doubt, niggas really bitches I’m just finding out

Had to distance these dense pretentious, pretending, fake ass weak niggas be sending bad vibes

We finna sweep niggas, play it off, euro step lay the ball

Played ‘em all, met your bitch she rode the dick, ate the balls

8-Ball MJG skated off, latest car, ladies man, 80’s swag

Gucci bag, white velour, Gucci hat, ooh she fat like a refund check

Head money I can cash that shit

Said her and her girlfriend wanna bank me, I said if you tell her we gon bag that bitch

Then get away to a getaway, peace love meditate and elevate, King