I'll Be Around

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Ragtop records may I help you?
 Can I speak to Fo?
 One moment please he's around
 Yeah wassup?
 Wassup Fo'? Man I know you finished that cut for the radio
 As a matter of fact Fly I just finished it baby boy
 Don't worry about nothin I'll be around
 Regardless if I'm chillin' backstage or on tour
 With my homie Young Fly even Al B. Sure
 Never hesitate to call me after I'm done
 'Cause homie I'm real and always true to my loved ones
 Too many wakes and funerals full of tears
 You say there's something on your mind well here I'm all ears
 'Cause ain't nobody thinking about the funk that you're choosin it
 A lot of my homies stuck in the pen for life for losin it
 Call up your folks you keep thinkin' about home
 Recorder keeps repeatin' there's a block on the phone
 And all this is enough to make a brother's nerves bad
 Reminds me of a sitution that I once had
 Spent that, spent this, endless relentless tremendous
 Women on my jock and don't nobody mind their business
 He say, she say, throwin' salt about
 They choose to talk about you cause there's nothin' else to talk about
 Talk about the show and the flow and all the clout
 And then be real with yourself and talk about who turned it out
 It's not hard to compete with one whose name is poppin'
 A scary man can never win that's why I stay clockin'
 Sticky like a cactus and I practice with tysta
 Ain't trippin' on these suckas 'cause I know they ain't tight enough
 Put 'em on a platter like a station they get scared
 Waitin' for a intro from the Fo' and I'm well prepared
 Fools be huffin' and puffin' don't wanna see me 'bout nothin'
 I'm down and if you ever need me Fly, I'll be around
 Whenever you call me, I'll be there
 Whenever you want me (Cause I'll be around)
 I'll be there (You know I love you boy)
 Whenever you need me, I'll be there
 I'll be around
 Life ain't based on peaches and cream
 This new generation holds a whole lot of dreams
 Future doctors, producers and mothers
 The list goes on but now we're killin' our brothers
 And if we're killin' our brothers, that mean we're killin our own kind
 These kids who watch now it goes to their mind
 Rat-ah-tat-tat 'cause you got a gat
 Then they want a gat, you livin' like that?
 But I'm not surprised, just look what's televised
 It shouldn't take a bullet for a brother to realize
 We run into hard heads that run into hot lead
 If this is their death bed I feel that's enough said
 Enough is enough, too much crime buildin'
 No I'm not a role-model, but I think of the children
 That hang out late night 'cause they feel that's right
 To watch the gun play or bloody street fight
 So I'ma be around with a funky rap G'
 I know how it is and hopefully you feel me
 'Cause where I come from we rap to tight beats
 And if you don't hustle, that's the day you don't eat
 Mom's ain't cookin', she worked the week straight
 If anything she's the one deserves the hot plate
 The ghetto? The ghetto ain't nothin' to dream about
 Tryna get out, now that's somethin to think about
 Fools might disagree but I'm a stay sucka free
 Man I'm so black and so strong they can't fade me
 Blacks are blacks worst enemy there's still no remedy
 You got me for a grip, still you call yourself kin of me?
 Jealousy, envy, I see it in your eyes
 Tell me what's wrong with seeing a black man rise?
 I keep it funky, it's pretty hard to miss it
 Now it isn't non-explicit
 A message for the mind and the moral for statistics
 So I'm doin' what we call a roll call
 Callin' out the ones who won't rap to take a downfall
 I spit the street life and then I go underground
 You silly, it's called versatility and I'll be around
 Whenever you call me, I'll be there (Yeah, all you bustas)
 Whenever you want me (Y'all was down)
 I'll be there (But I'll be around)
 Whenever you need me, I'll be there
 I'll be around
 Things are gettin crucial you gotta exercise your mind
 Or learn about life before you're left behind
 But how you gonna get it right, when you're not doin' right?
 When you gettin' mad all you want is a gunfight
 'Cause you ain't havin' that, but understand that
 You're really hard to talk to holdin' a gat
 So here's a new concept before you agenda
 You'll live to be old if you control your temper
 'Cause tension causes a gang of madness
 Now you want funk that results to sadness
 Sadness results to a lot of revenge
 And you're so called friends really ain't you're friends
 So how do you know who you're able to trust?
 If you think about the past, look what happened to us
 I never trust no one I only trust myself
 Or I would've been a victim like everyone else
 In friendship or hardship whenever you need me
 Just give me a call G' I won't deceive thee
 These fools be shakin', best believe they're fakin
 Just tryna get a grip of all the money you're makin'
 This ain't race a mind is a terrible thing to waste
 I drop the rap and J drops the bass
 To the flow cause ain't nobody get with Fo'
 I'm a down young brother comin straight outta Frisco
 Droppin a message out of love to your town
 Love your brothers and sisters
 Whenever you call me (And I'll be around)
 I'll be there
 Whenever you want me, I'll be there
 Whenever you need me, I'll be there
 I'll be around
 

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Duration
05:47
Key
6
Tempo
107 BPM

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