Chorus:
Everywhere we go, when they see us they smile
They know they gonna see a "Oh!!" they ain’t seen in a while
So in the street or at a show, all you hear is the sound, they say
Aye, aye, aye, it’s goin’ down
Everywhere we go, we get nothin’ but pounds
They know they gonna see a "Oh!!" that ain’t messin’ around
So in the street or at a show, all you hear is the sound, they say
Aye, aye, aye, it’s goin’ down!
Verse 1:
If you want it, you can get it
I should yell surprise because I’m not what you expected
Told ‘em I’m your pusher then I offered you a record
Can I talk to you a second?
The name is Rec-League, it’s time we start wreckin’
Yo, I got that one and only
I know it’s certified because I got that from my homie
Yeah, you heard about me ‘cuz I rock that microphon-e
While y’all are like baloney
I come from San Francisco like I’m fuckin’ Rice-a-Roni
I am nothin’ like a loser
Lampin’ in the motherfuckin’ sun, it’s like Aruba
Jamaica, Bermuda, Bahama
I smoke Mary J, no more drama
All cheers, so the crowd is all ears like Obama
I’ma push it to the threshold
Higher than my speed is when my foot is to the pedal
I gotta keep on pushing, said that I would never settle
I want the gold medal
‘Cuz rap nowadays is a cause with no rebels
Chorus
Verse 2:
If you hear it then you’ll like it
Music that’ll make you see the future like a psychic
We are superheroes, sucker, you are just a sidekick
I’m sharper than a ice pick
Tag the microphone with marker and fuckin’ write "Grip"
If you want a wack MC, then don’t invite Grip
I am strictly illy
The only way I’m ever quittin’ rap is if they kill me
And even then I’ll still be
A ghostwriter rhymin’ on the beat from A Milli
When the Rec is in the buildin’
We are goin’ dumb with one exception—when I’m chillin’
Me, I roll a blunt and kick my feet up to the ceiling
Dream about a million
For now, all I got is a couple of gold fillings
On the real, I been proactive
When the record drop alotta cats’ll say "So that’s it?
Yeah, it was OK, but on the whole it’s no Illmatic."
I guess it’s not a classic
Well, sorry, then I better be out…I gotta practice
Chorus
Verse 3:
You know Grip is not complacent
I been makin’ moves and makin’ music in the basement
Watchin’ number one while I maneuver to replace it
Remix and rearrange it
And make it permanent so these haters can never change it
I been sittin’ on a goldmine
Spittin’ all these hits the critics didn’t wanna co-sign
Now I’m gonna hang ‘em out to dry like it’s a clothesline
Stick ‘em like a rose vine
Rec-League rappers say it’s no time like go time
Richie is one of the best, with a classic yet original voice, flow, delivery, themes/concepts, makes his own beats and they are fire. What more can I say, I’ve been waiting for this for years, and Richie is the beat MC/Producer to come out of the Sco, a world-class artist. Phillipdrummond of Today's Future Sound
