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[feat. Charmaine Gibson]

[Verse 1:]
I remember back in the day, my stay was on the East
My game was on the court, them players was on a streak
Them books get me the grade, but I ain't wanna read
It's too many kittens to chase, and I ain't on a leash
Some people smile in your face, if they could only reach
For the blade, when you turn around, make it so you bleed
And even when your physical heal, remember 'Shid's advice
"Even Christ had traitors on his team"
They make it so it seem like
They was only clean like
You was only trippin'
Vacation on a beach
Sometimes I use the N-word, they don't give a "bleep"
Yo I'm saying what you thinking I just say it over beats
I know you feeling my pain, but you ain't gonna scream
She seen me back in the day, but she ain't wanna speak
She seen me rapping today, she think I wanna freak
But she gotta GO
Her tank is on the E
I gotta flow
Them babies gonna eat
Creation from Lo and D
We making it for the streets
We rage against the Machine
I pray I stay on my Din
Bust a cold sweat...
And wake up from a Dream,
Every day is the seventh day of the week

[Verse 2:]
It ain't a style that I can't touch
Some big shit, doppin on the mic,
To the point that I can't flush
The flow I maintain so stainless, I can't rust
Got all the heads waving at me like a Diane Brush
Got all the labels wavin contracts, but I can't trust
Anybody with Pennies would prolly sign that stuff
You'll be lucky if you make a Quarter Back
On the line, "hutt hutt"
Full blitz you with the five man rush
Bullshit you with the right hand clutch
Hand shaking with the devil now your soul need a fireman truck
With Hose and water leaking out the Hydrant...
Groupie hoes sneaking out the Hyatt...
Black gold written on papyrus
You would think One Be Lo fingers got the midas
Beware of all the Pirates
One eye open even asleep
Everyday is the seventh day of the week

[Verse 3:]
During the week, most people got school or careers
Minds roaming elsewhere, bodies glued to the chair
Thinking "What they gon' do when it's here? "
I'm talking 'bout the weekend
Warriors be like the Zulu with spears
For some, it's a time to relax, go shopping
Have a little fun or get they' night life poppin'
Morning cartoons so the kids stay calm
Yo I had to make it into a song
Saturday... yeah

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