2past3

Two past three and we still in the first
 Live body music evading a hearse
 We just do what we think works
 You just spy you known to lurk
 And not in the way we do it
 Got our number you can lose it
 Cuz when they doubted we proved it
 That we make champagne music
 About time
 My rhymes find
 A deeper meaning like a shovel
 In its prime
 How can I
 Lie to y'all
 I play the gent
 But I too can ball
 Your ruse will fall like the tears of God
 Upon the sod
 Under the cleats
 Of the feet
 Of an athlete
 The sprint in a track meet
 Stronger than last week
 How meek, can a mil be
 Could be my skin and couldn't feel me
 This is hip hop's dream
 H-Town's lean
 I'm 1920
 I brought the swing
 Dancing to my own tunes
 Breathing in my own fumes
 FL Junkie don't mess with Pro Tools
 You other dudes old news
 You just mad cuz I'm stylin on ya
 Like a hairdo
 Two past three and we still in the first
 Live body music evading a hearse
 We just do what we think works
 You just spy you known to lurk
 And not in the way we do it
 Got our number you can lose it
 Cuz when they doubted we proved it
 That we make champagne music
 It's my time to hop on the track
 Crown Jones tagged me in like that
 I swear I didn't want to do no singing
 Just wanted to be the one penning
 But today's music is nonsense
 We be Superman swoop down and save it
 Cuz I don't even listen to the radio
 Auxiliary cord, plug in the Zune, let's hit the road
 Pardon our manners let me introduce us
 Apollo's Interlude here to make music adjust
 I am C.Nichole and he is Crown Jones
 He raps and produce and I sing and write them songs
 So it's
 Two past three and we still in the first
 Live body music evading a hearse
 We just do what we think works
 You just spy you known to lurk
 And not in the way we do it
 Got our number you can lose it
 Cuz when they doubted we proved it
 That we make champagne music