AZ, Little Brother - Rise and Fall lyrics

Cold as the cold in the wintertime
Slow rhyme when I rhyme, no beginner I'm
City walk when they sin, tryna make a dime
They don't ask for too much
Just a lil' shine
Lil' time on the grind tryin get that gwap
Weren't worth eight years for
Your first time pop
Now you back rehabilitated
Punchin' the clock
Old neighborhood witnessin' your man
And 'nem drop got the drop on that nigga
Said he runnin the block
Graduated from the greens to servin' up rock
So you plot and you think and
You sin on the plan
On some scheme-ass shit but, that's your man
I'm sayin, you tryna push reason to the front
And put a block on that other shit you want
But the streets keep callin ya name
An 9-to-5 slave to the rhythm
Ain't bringin you fame
So, it's back to the game
Round up a lil' gang
Set it up to stick ya manye
But he stick you first goodbye!

I seen 'em rise, seen 'em fall
(seen 'em fall)
Seen 'em come, seen 'em go, seen 'em all
(seen 'em all)
Seen stars wit dey name on the wall
Til the money get tight
And the limelight's gone (light's gone)
3 AM in the backseat leanin'
Thinkin 'bout all the things I've seen, man

Remember before niggas was on the bandwagon
I fell asleep til the sound of hand cannons
Leavin holes in souls the
Size of Grand Canyons late nights
Bingham Street with my man Brandon
Fast forward
Twelve years now we grandstandin
Because I'm main taining, wit'out man tannin
And it made me an ani mal
But, I need another quota
Book for the catalog
I could dumb down and rap
For bitches and alcohol
But, I'm too loud, and too proud
To tap dance for these crackers, dawg
So, won't be no Gregory Hine-it
When Tay get hostle
He in the gospel like he in the Winans
And right now, he in there finding
A new platform for the rhymes that I arranged
A new ideas for the lines that I exchanged
Cause, I can't be, a laughing stock homie
That'll be a crying shame
All I need is six bars and an intro
Cause, I relate to these beats
Like it was kinfolks
And the flow's so fresh like Mentos
And this is all real talk
That's for your info
Cause that's where I been, yo, ho!

I seen 'em rise, seen 'em fall
(seen 'em fall)
Seen 'em come, seen 'em go, seen 'em all
(seen 'em all)
Seen stars wit dey name on the wall
Til the money get tight
And the limelight's gone (light's gone)
Uh, 3 AM in the backseat leanin'
Thinkin 'bout all the things I've seen, man

Grindin, time limb
Muh'fucker back up, stepped-up muh'fucker
So quiet, I coulda crept on a sucker (Ahhh)
From behind and blew the breath out the busta
(Poooow)
But instead, held my head like a hustl-er
Pumped-up and get the sound of the muffler
Heard him clown bout his pounds bein fluffier
Tellin niggas outta town they be luckier
It get sad when the hood had enough of ya
Broke niggas buck at cha
Poke you in ya jugga ler but when you high
You feel niggas can't fuck wit ya
I'm surprised a nigga still had customers
Shut my eyes and inhaled my smoke
Tryna decide
Should I let him slide - but nope!
He broke ties when he spoke his lies
Tell his pi's that he hope I die
So my reply is
To "Keep it real, I hope you could fly"
Cause, I'ma send him to them open skies
(Gah! Gah! R-r-raaah! R-r-raaah)

I seen 'em rise, seen 'em fall
(seen 'em fall)
Seen 'em come, seen 'em go, seen 'em all
(seen 'em all)
Seen stars wit dey name on the wall
Til the money get tight
And the limelight's gone (light's gone)
3 AM in the backseat leanin'
Thinkin 'bout all the things I've seen, man
I seen 'em rise, seen 'em fall
(seen 'em fall)
Seen 'em come, seen 'em go, seen 'em all
(seen 'em all)
Seen stars wit dey name on the wall
Til the money get tight
And the limelight's gone (light's gone)