yeah, uh, new york, long island LES to the T dot emskee, moonshine, saint to my man j-soul he just can’t relate to my man anti just can’t relate to my man emskee he just can’t relate to my man moonshine come on for kids who did bids, in cribs, and on corners this one goes out to kids who transformed the artform to something the world could translate but to what the world called rap i can’t relate and what the kids call flashy and them girls call classy i call ashy ass cheeks, it’s not what i feel i drop bills hardly now, because when you ain’t fresh pressed then it’s hard to be down but i don’t mean to sound like a negative dude, cuz i’m not that, i’m positive, my perogative is not common it’s a formula known to those who don’t condone those form and clothes and only to those who get it, the chosen the few the rest get the gas face come the moment of truth it’s a shame how cats get a name now that’s great, but the fact remains i can’t relate to it money and murder with the stories about pushing weight i just can’t relate fly cars and yacht to prove that your mansion’s state i just can’t relate corny beats and never put your hands inside a crate i just can’t relate fake on the mic but considered one of the greats i just can’t relate ahh frustrated with these saturated fat flows and cornballs with endless rhymes on cars and hoes i can’t relate it, in any shape form or fashion clothes don’t make a man or a plan for ill rapping so, what’s the buzz, tell me what’s happening are you real, or are you still gun clappening another joint about chrome rims and fashion trends you see the light or should i repeat the facts again yeah, emskee’s like a 20 year veteran peddling to get my props in this hip hop i gotta stop the pop like perpetrating princes from trying to take up space, in this crazy business the instant you talking to a grown man with no grams with plans to change dues taking you back like slow jams on the other side i considered the fakes with the real population people just can’t relate money and murder with the stories about pushing weight i just can’t relate fly cars and yacht to prove that your mansion’s state i just can’t relate corny beats and never put your hands inside a crate i just can’t relate fake on the mic but considered one of the greats i just can’t relate don’t you feel like time moves too fast that it passed in the blink of an eye i try and think why it seemed each month hopped, jumped and skipped the last why the sand falls around curves in the hour glass i laugh, when i reminsice over this i think back to when i would wish for a glimpse of the future i used to think i’d be used to the rooster crowing and the youth outgrowing the mindset my minds set the mode but my gift didn’t add up respecting dudes was expected and i was like fuck that, off that reckless step they don’t buck when they come to it like an old dog learning new tricks for the pups who don’t get it, i’m trying to remix let me remind ya’ll that the meekest geek is saint had to demonstrate that we can’t relate, come on money and murder with the stories about pushing weight i just can’t relate fly cars and yacht to prove that your mansion’s state i just can’t relate corny beats and never put your hands inside a crate i just can’t relate fake on the mic but considered one of the greats i just can’t relate
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Dope AF found this by mistake trying to find my people from back in the day
It made my morning happy! :)
Fantastic my god 😊
a real beast.
supper dope the whole album is awsome :D
Classic!
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Do you know other songs of "Saint"? He's fantastic!!!!
Nice intro
yeah, uh, new york, long island
LES to the T dot
emskee, moonshine, saint
to my man j-soul he just can’t relate
to my man anti just can’t relate
to my man emskee he just can’t relate
to my man moonshine come on
for kids who did bids, in cribs, and on corners
this one goes out to kids who transformed the artform
to something the world could translate
but to what the world called rap i can’t relate
and what the kids call flashy and them girls call classy
i call ashy ass cheeks, it’s not what i feel
i drop bills hardly now, because when you ain’t fresh pressed then it’s hard to be down
but i don’t mean to sound like a negative dude,
cuz i’m not that, i’m positive,
my perogative is not common
it’s a formula known to those who don’t condone those form and clothes
and only to those who get it, the chosen the few
the rest get the gas face come the moment of truth
it’s a shame how cats get a name now
that’s great, but the fact remains i can’t relate to it
money and murder with the stories about pushing weight
i just can’t relate
fly cars and yacht to prove that your mansion’s state
i just can’t relate
corny beats and never put your hands inside a crate
i just can’t relate
fake on the mic but considered one of the greats
i just can’t relate
ahh frustrated with these saturated fat flows
and cornballs with endless rhymes on cars and hoes
i can’t relate it, in any shape form or fashion
clothes don’t make a man or a plan for ill rapping
so, what’s the buzz, tell me what’s happening
are you real, or are you still gun clappening
another joint about chrome rims and fashion trends
you see the light or should i repeat the facts again
yeah, emskee’s like a 20 year veteran
peddling to get my props in this hip hop
i gotta stop the pop like perpetrating princes
from trying to take up space, in this crazy business
the instant you talking to a grown man with no grams
with plans to change dues taking you back like slow jams
on the other side i considered the fakes
with the real population people just can’t relate
money and murder with the stories about pushing weight
i just can’t relate
fly cars and yacht to prove that your mansion’s state
i just can’t relate
corny beats and never put your hands inside a crate
i just can’t relate
fake on the mic but considered one of the greats
i just can’t relate
don’t you feel like time moves too fast
that it passed in the blink of an eye
i try and think why it seemed each month hopped, jumped and skipped the last
why the sand falls around curves in the hour glass
i laugh, when i reminsice over this
i think back to when i would wish for a glimpse of the future
i used to think i’d be used to the rooster crowing
and the youth outgrowing the mindset
my minds set the mode
but my gift didn’t add up
respecting dudes was expected
and i was like fuck that, off that reckless step
they don’t buck when they come to it
like an old dog learning new tricks
for the pups who don’t get it, i’m trying to remix
let me remind ya’ll that the meekest geek is saint
had to demonstrate that we can’t relate, come on
money and murder with the stories about pushing weight
i just can’t relate
fly cars and yacht to prove that your mansion’s state
i just can’t relate
corny beats and never put your hands inside a crate
i just can’t relate
fake on the mic but considered one of the greats
i just can’t relate
This song sort of reminds me of Maple Story.
wheres the original music?
ditto!