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Testo Stimulus Outro - Instrumental - Freeway feat. Jake One

Testo della canzone Stimulus Outro - Instrumental (Freeway feat. Jake One), tratta dall'album The Stimulus Package (Instrumental Version)

Yeah, this is real talk man you know what I'm sayin'
Real shit man
I be fuckin' with my fans man
I be interactin' with them you know
This how we get down man
Philly Freezer, Jake One
Yeah, okay, that's right
I'm home alone and I'm goin' through my fan mail
Some send it physical, some send it through the email
Who is it? It's somebody from Virginia
The name Linda so I guess it is a female
She wrote "Free as for kids I got two
My man been locked since '04 and what we do got me through
Them lonely nights and them cold ass days
Every time your music play I be thankful to you
I'm a part-time stripper tryin' to make it through school
You my boo, and my favorite saying is what we do is wrong
What's goin' on, when you gon' drop some new songs?
When it drop put me on, I'll be waitin' for you, so long"
Who the fuck is this?
Kareem? Erie, Pennsylvania?
Let me see what this nigga talkin' 'bout
Freezer how are you? Make a move
No disrespect but I'm sick of hearin' them mule
In my iPod all I'm hearin' is you
State Property all I hear is your crew
What's up with Beanie Mac? What's up with Peedi Crakk?
That's that street shit man y'all need to bring it back
How are the Young Gunz? What's up with Omill Spark?
Y'all need to keep the Roc afloat like it's Noah's Ark
Show your heart, y'all had it locked from the start
And when you came out here you tore the show apart
By the way my sister so in love
I'm 'bout to holla back it's time to
Off, my pack is gettin' dark, one love
This nigga crazy man
Let me see who this is in this letter
This nigga from Raleigh, North Carolina, down south? Okay
What up Folk? Holla at your kin folk
We still grindin' down here, we got it in bro
What's up with all these niggas jumpin' out the window?
We need that hood shit, please throw down the tempo
When you comin' back to town? What is it in for?
We spendin' money like we never been broke
I heard that 900 Hustler and I listened to that
Now I'm a certified hustler, put my clique on the map
I'm still posted by the Waffle House, golds in my mouth
I heard that Month of Madness shit, yeah I listened to that
That shit was hot, thanks a lot
But all I want to know is when the new album drop? Hit me
Got you covered my nigga, shit on the way
Who the fuck is this? Derrick? Flint, Michigan? Huh?
Man this recession got a nigga stressin'
Lost my job but I'm alive so I'ma count my blessings
Your music is the only thing that get me through
I wanted to rob dudes but I ain't got a weapon
I'm out here raisin' two adolescents
One son, one daughter, Free I'm just like you
Only difference is I don't get them checks like you
The other night I was reckless, I snatched a dude's necklace
Now I'm on the low, the hood crime infested
If you take a nigga necklace they'll be lookin' for you
It's like that song with you and Beans "They'll Be Comin' For You"
Gunnin' for you, but fuck it had to get my kids breakfast, peace
Damn man, this shit got me feelin' crazy man
I'm gettin' all these letters from my fans
I don't even got the time to write everybody back
So fuck it I'm just gon' address y'all motherfuckers right now man
This the reason why me and Jake doin' this shit right now man
I'm 'bout to break this shit down for y'all motherfuckers man, early
It's the reason why we named our album Stimulus Pak
All the fans givin' us love and now we givin' it back
I am not gonna hate on the state of hip-hop
In fact, all I'm here to do is give y'all real rap
I'ma spit y'all real facts, I'm a realist, you should feel that
If you go against it you will feel clips
Rap Roc-A-Fella 'til them niggas push my wig back
Fuck the label Rhymesayers, playa you should feel this
And the deal is, we bringin' y'all that flavor playa
All fuckin' day and you can bang it in your whip
Know this, it gets greater playa
But you gotta grind, you gotta be up on your shit
And the question is where did we go wrong?
Malcolm X and Martin Luther couldn't lead us on, uh
Yeah, but we bringin' it back as the Stimulus Package
I'm sick with the rap, E sick with producin', c'mon



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Writer(s): Leslie Pridgen, Jacob Brian Dutton
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