Next Level - Nyte Time Mix

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 All I see is blinking lights, track boards, and fat mics
 950s, SP12s, MP60s
 Shit is thumping, ear drums pumping
 The shit is type hype cause the sample is tight right
 Bite this one and leave teethless
 Never sweat that
 Cause I'm a cool cat, just like Heathcliff
 Peep this give up the loot
 It's '94 and bitch ass niggas yeah they still get the boot
 The north flakes cause I be flowing in all states
 Show kept digging and digging now he got more crates
 That's right nigga roll that dime, and I'm
 The only living matter that controls my mind
 Peace to every single rapper on this whole earth
 Sell-out's got no worth
 I think they better go soul search
 (Showbiz & A.G.) Brothers can't believe how the skills have gotten
 (Showbiz & A.G.) Brothers can't believe how the skills have gotten
 Now here I go again, ready to flow again
 And if the coast ain't clear, hell yeah, I'm still going in
 Get it together or you'll be laying on a stretcher
 I betcha I'm a getcha, the number one heart stresser
 Sorry black, that's right it's a cardiac arrest
 Try to triple team the best?
 Then where's party at?
 Lost to no one, a warrior like shogun
 And when the show's done stacks and stacks is how the hoes come
 I bruise your feelings, confidence is to the ceiling
 If I'm sick, I pick a chick for sexual healing
 I'm unique, a freak like Malik
 In the twilights with more highlights than Dominique
 Around my boys is where the jel stops
 Up to the streets, the jeeps, my peeps in the cell blocks
 I'm not the best but I give you stress
 To flatter me your strategy gotta be more complex than chess
 Stop bluffing cause you ain't saying nothing, G
 And start ducking I'm the A to the fucking G
 Last LP we got down right
 Showed all these corny motherfuckers what hip hop's supposed to sound like
 See A.G. and the brother show
 Quiet as kept it's best that you step on the low
 (Showbiz & A.G.) Brothers can't believe how the skills have gotten
 (Showbiz & A.G.) Brothers can't believe how the skills have gotten
 (Showbiz) Brothers can't believe how the skills have gotten
 (Showbiz & A.G.) Brothers can't believe how the skills have gotten
 Well it's me meaning the A to the dash
 I'm fast to get the cash now I'm gone like the past
 What's the remedy?
 Suckers better get they own identity
 And to the enemy, you better roll like it's ten of me
 Fake lords they get strangled with mic cords
 Taking beats from my LP for sure ain't healthy
 Patterson Projects is where I rest
 But I claim the whole planet cos it's mine goddamn it
 I'm God, quick to pull a fake brother card
 Wrecked Boston, running shit in Portland like Rod
 It's hard to face defeat when you're raised in the street
 No surrender and no retreat
 Now dance with the devil? No not hardly
 Even though I mamba like La Bamba and smoke ganja like Bob Marley
 A bag of sess puts me at my rest
 You say it's silly, that's my theory
 Get the philly and let it rest
 (Showbiz & A.G.) Brothers can't believe how the skills have gotten
 (Showbiz & A.G.) Brothers can't believe how the skills have gotten
 (Showbiz) Brothers can't believe how the skills have gotten
 (Showbiz & A.G.) Brothers can't believe how the skills have gotten
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