DNA - Rivercity Was Us (Outro) lyrics
[DNA - Rivercity Was Us Outro lyrics]
The good days are gone
I fucked up, I coulda been someone
(Rivercity was us)
I got nuthin but love for my crew
It's still my city, no matter where I move
And though the well done run dry
I fill my cup cuz I'm still someone
(Rivercity was us)
I got nuthin but love for my crew
It's still my city, no matter what ohhh
I was nobody prior to rap
Pliable - liable to act prideful
When I was, in fact, trying to hide from
My past rivals i lied to myself
13: punk rock was my end-all
No genre compared Barbie without a Ken doll
Dead Kennedys minor Threat
Ramones rancid
I loved the Misifts - but
Only with Glenn Danzig
Black Flag and who could
Forget the Sex Pistols?
Subscribed to Hit Parader
Read every fresh issue
I never guessed what I'd least
Expect to get into would nest in me
Dressed to impress, and press into
My flesh and sinew turns out
Not all Hip-Hop's less than simple:
It can be complex and sinful let's continue
June of '01, I met Colmes
And we became best bros
He showed me the light showed me the mic
Showed me how to hone what I write
And transform my foreign form
From my former device
Into more than a bored chorus
Four-score from the mic
From a spore that absorbs orbs
For supportin' new life and before this
I felt sure rap was a horrible type
Of abnormal recital
Like a sort of porno you write
Like a form of informal advice
A portal to forewarn Mormons
And all men alike of the force in the night
Colmes schooled me on a few thangs
First lesson was "Wu Tang"
Second lesson: "Learn the new slang"
"Ebonics" by Big L was a big help
Third lesson was all culture
The four elements
How to tell homies from vultures
He told me that real rappers are freestylers
So meanwhile, just practice for adversaries
Unwraveling capilleries
Adamant-actin', adapting to habitats is scary
And very combative
So stack up a mad vocabulary
He introduced me to Jarrod
Thomas from Barker's Point
Back then, he was 'Klassick'
He asked if I wanna spark a joint
Years later
Names changed and Monark had joined
Our crew called ourselves "E-Sential"
The hardest boyz reppin' the North Side
Sabotage on my tail
But Jarrod was barely involved in
The songs that we spilled
Cuz he was also a member
Of "Ill Logic" as well at first
I came across as a novice with obvious help
I don't think he really thought
A lot of me til
I recorded my song "Criminology", and, well
I could tell he noticed a spark
In me: Cracka can rhyme
That was at 16, big dreams, back of the line
Remember when we met Swollen
Members and Project Wyze?
Tannery full of busesfans fussin' in line
Moka tried to get us inside the Upper Deck
But we was underage, so we
Stayed on their bus, eatin chips
Prevail was real, but Mad Child was a dick
Moka Only was our homie
Gave us Heineken sips
Jelleestone and the Rascalz
Gettin' high with the gods
K-os was the bomb, and Kardinal Offishall
Freestylin' with everything
Tryna make an impression
So these celebrity legends
Always remembered Fredericton
I still got the photosme
Dressed like I'm dead
I wanted Ecko that xmas: I got Exco instead
Writing words on the paper 'til
Nothing's left in my head
New semester, attending FHS with no friends
It was here I met Kaleb
He took all the attention
Asking people "Where can I find a good
Quality kitten?"
I just thought he was kiddin'
Later on, I witnessed him at the mall
Flittin' along, and his collar was twitchin':
It was a small little furball
Squallin' relentless
He said "Nobody'd be bitchin if
We ALL had a kitten" yeah, I saw he was
Different: fairly gregarious
Spare me the alias of this Australian alien
Scared the episcopalian's failing
The processors lepers with hot peppers
A leopard to spot-checkers hip-hop is chess
Not checkers poison every emcee
I bodied Casper live on '957 The Beat'
I was never this free sparrin' mano-e mano
Juliano the Godfather, Corrado Soprano
Fredericton was the scene
"Freddy Beach" was too shitty we needed a
Name with a dream someone said "Rivercity"
We was young, we was kingz
So we started a crew by '05
We was comprised of like 1 dozen dudes:
Nemesis, Juliano, Monark, Tubby D
Symphintry, KCgreat Dane RIP
TalkSick and Envy: Gorilla Militants
Skillfully spillin' millions of syllables
Full of sillyness
Heinous speech entertainers
J names rolling deep, rolling dangerous
Jeremy, Jody, Jarrod and Jason
Jeff, Justin, Josh, Joey, Jed and then Jacob
Just a justification for jumbled alliteration
It seemed that figures of speech were
A way to our dreams
Save the day and then fade away
With a bag full'a weed
'Rivercity Kingz': what a great
Name for the team
Stake claims to break waves with
Our ways and our means
Fake life-wreckers remember Late
Nite Records?
Twenty4seveN brakelights make life hectic
In '05, I could repay the biscuit's
Rap battles at the DJ Olympics
We played to win
Then Phakt repayed the interest
I'ma decay these bitches first victim, I iced
This rich kid with a mic
Some lil' bitch named "White"
Seventeen and supreme
Makin' dreams out of reams
Churnin' cream in our teens
We freezed knees in capris
Medellin? Never been iED: smithereens -
Like Fedeyeen for Marines
Freddy's breezy for sheez
Now, my talent's surpassin':
Student schoolin his master
All on my own, anglophone slash
Microphone grasper that was back when we ate
Mushrooms in Jarrod's attic
And "I Gotcha Back" by Monark & Symph
Hadn't been scrapped yet
And they ain't scrapped yet
Still best homies from knee-high
Til Joey and Jarrod's woman Toni boned
It was peacetime
There just never had been a time when
They never was friends
Now it's 2017, and STILL: never again
Light a candle for Mikey
Light a candle for Branscombe
Leeferd jammin on his left
Handed banjo at random
Tubby D and D-ZEL, out scramblin' fences
Ramblin, breakin' n enterin
Scammin' n fencin'
Goddammit, when I said it, I meant it
We was family
Rivercity calamity: damage relentless
"You Know Me" was '03 "Life Is War" was '04
"North Side" was '05 then a whole lotta more
Every Fredericton venue
I performed at em all
The Tannery, The Playhouse
Sweetwaters for sure
Wednesdays at The Cap Nicky Zees, 20 20
Leo Hayes at the Caf - stole
Every show like it's money
Student Union, from students at UNB and STU
To the truly stupid duffuses who used
To be me, now they're you terry Thomas
Apaustrophe is now called "NFP"
"Socially Exceptable" - that's him
Partnered with Ceeb
Rockin' apocalypse-causing
Jaw-dropping releases
So fiber-optic only the top
Optometrists see them
The Elks Club: Bonshah be demolishing beats
Droppin bombs on the strong
Righting wrongs for the weak
Loc helped us record songs for our LP
But we abandoned it way before
We could master the bastard
But we did a few shows
(mostly I improvised Red as drunk as a skunk
Me as high as the sky)
Free lines from the guys: E, coke
Or whatever
Sniff it, smoke it, I ain't jokin
I was hopeless as ever
Music dropped into second
Drugs hopped into 1st place
In the past decade
I might recall one or two birthdays
What the fuck can I say best Days of my Life
But now they're gone, cuz I'm dead:
Bring me into the light
The good days are gone
I fucked up, I coulda been someone
(Rivercity was us)
I got nuthin but love for my crew
It's still my city, no matter where I move
And though the well done run dry
I fill my cup cuz I'm still someone
(Rivercity was us)
I got nuthin but love for my crew
It's still my city, no matter what ohhh
I fucked up, I coulda been someone
(Rivercity was us)
I got nuthin but love for my crew
It's still my city, no matter where I move
And though the well done run dry
I fill my cup cuz I'm still someone
(Rivercity was us)
I got nuthin but love for my crew
It's still my city, no matter what ohhh
I was nobody prior to rap
Pliable - liable to act prideful
When I was, in fact, trying to hide from
My past rivals i lied to myself
13: punk rock was my end-all
No genre compared Barbie without a Ken doll
Dead Kennedys minor Threat
Ramones rancid
I loved the Misifts - but
Only with Glenn Danzig
Black Flag and who could
Forget the Sex Pistols?
Subscribed to Hit Parader
Read every fresh issue
I never guessed what I'd least
Expect to get into would nest in me
Dressed to impress, and press into
My flesh and sinew turns out
Not all Hip-Hop's less than simple:
It can be complex and sinful let's continue
June of '01, I met Colmes
And we became best bros
He showed me the light showed me the mic
Showed me how to hone what I write
And transform my foreign form
From my former device
Into more than a bored chorus
Four-score from the mic
From a spore that absorbs orbs
For supportin' new life and before this
I felt sure rap was a horrible type
Of abnormal recital
Like a sort of porno you write
Like a form of informal advice
A portal to forewarn Mormons
And all men alike of the force in the night
Colmes schooled me on a few thangs
First lesson was "Wu Tang"
Second lesson: "Learn the new slang"
"Ebonics" by Big L was a big help
Third lesson was all culture
The four elements
How to tell homies from vultures
He told me that real rappers are freestylers
So meanwhile, just practice for adversaries
Unwraveling capilleries
Adamant-actin', adapting to habitats is scary
And very combative
So stack up a mad vocabulary
He introduced me to Jarrod
Thomas from Barker's Point
Back then, he was 'Klassick'
He asked if I wanna spark a joint
Years later
Names changed and Monark had joined
Our crew called ourselves "E-Sential"
The hardest boyz reppin' the North Side
Sabotage on my tail
But Jarrod was barely involved in
The songs that we spilled
Cuz he was also a member
Of "Ill Logic" as well at first
I came across as a novice with obvious help
I don't think he really thought
A lot of me til
I recorded my song "Criminology", and, well
I could tell he noticed a spark
In me: Cracka can rhyme
That was at 16, big dreams, back of the line
Remember when we met Swollen
Members and Project Wyze?
Tannery full of busesfans fussin' in line
Moka tried to get us inside the Upper Deck
But we was underage, so we
Stayed on their bus, eatin chips
Prevail was real, but Mad Child was a dick
Moka Only was our homie
Gave us Heineken sips
Jelleestone and the Rascalz
Gettin' high with the gods
K-os was the bomb, and Kardinal Offishall
Freestylin' with everything
Tryna make an impression
So these celebrity legends
Always remembered Fredericton
I still got the photosme
Dressed like I'm dead
I wanted Ecko that xmas: I got Exco instead
Writing words on the paper 'til
Nothing's left in my head
New semester, attending FHS with no friends
It was here I met Kaleb
He took all the attention
Asking people "Where can I find a good
Quality kitten?"
I just thought he was kiddin'
Later on, I witnessed him at the mall
Flittin' along, and his collar was twitchin':
It was a small little furball
Squallin' relentless
He said "Nobody'd be bitchin if
We ALL had a kitten" yeah, I saw he was
Different: fairly gregarious
Spare me the alias of this Australian alien
Scared the episcopalian's failing
The processors lepers with hot peppers
A leopard to spot-checkers hip-hop is chess
Not checkers poison every emcee
I bodied Casper live on '957 The Beat'
I was never this free sparrin' mano-e mano
Juliano the Godfather, Corrado Soprano
Fredericton was the scene
"Freddy Beach" was too shitty we needed a
Name with a dream someone said "Rivercity"
We was young, we was kingz
So we started a crew by '05
We was comprised of like 1 dozen dudes:
Nemesis, Juliano, Monark, Tubby D
Symphintry, KCgreat Dane RIP
TalkSick and Envy: Gorilla Militants
Skillfully spillin' millions of syllables
Full of sillyness
Heinous speech entertainers
J names rolling deep, rolling dangerous
Jeremy, Jody, Jarrod and Jason
Jeff, Justin, Josh, Joey, Jed and then Jacob
Just a justification for jumbled alliteration
It seemed that figures of speech were
A way to our dreams
Save the day and then fade away
With a bag full'a weed
'Rivercity Kingz': what a great
Name for the team
Stake claims to break waves with
Our ways and our means
Fake life-wreckers remember Late
Nite Records?
Twenty4seveN brakelights make life hectic
In '05, I could repay the biscuit's
Rap battles at the DJ Olympics
We played to win
Then Phakt repayed the interest
I'ma decay these bitches first victim, I iced
This rich kid with a mic
Some lil' bitch named "White"
Seventeen and supreme
Makin' dreams out of reams
Churnin' cream in our teens
We freezed knees in capris
Medellin? Never been iED: smithereens -
Like Fedeyeen for Marines
Freddy's breezy for sheez
Now, my talent's surpassin':
Student schoolin his master
All on my own, anglophone slash
Microphone grasper that was back when we ate
Mushrooms in Jarrod's attic
And "I Gotcha Back" by Monark & Symph
Hadn't been scrapped yet
And they ain't scrapped yet
Still best homies from knee-high
Til Joey and Jarrod's woman Toni boned
It was peacetime
There just never had been a time when
They never was friends
Now it's 2017, and STILL: never again
Light a candle for Mikey
Light a candle for Branscombe
Leeferd jammin on his left
Handed banjo at random
Tubby D and D-ZEL, out scramblin' fences
Ramblin, breakin' n enterin
Scammin' n fencin'
Goddammit, when I said it, I meant it
We was family
Rivercity calamity: damage relentless
"You Know Me" was '03 "Life Is War" was '04
"North Side" was '05 then a whole lotta more
Every Fredericton venue
I performed at em all
The Tannery, The Playhouse
Sweetwaters for sure
Wednesdays at The Cap Nicky Zees, 20 20
Leo Hayes at the Caf - stole
Every show like it's money
Student Union, from students at UNB and STU
To the truly stupid duffuses who used
To be me, now they're you terry Thomas
Apaustrophe is now called "NFP"
"Socially Exceptable" - that's him
Partnered with Ceeb
Rockin' apocalypse-causing
Jaw-dropping releases
So fiber-optic only the top
Optometrists see them
The Elks Club: Bonshah be demolishing beats
Droppin bombs on the strong
Righting wrongs for the weak
Loc helped us record songs for our LP
But we abandoned it way before
We could master the bastard
But we did a few shows
(mostly I improvised Red as drunk as a skunk
Me as high as the sky)
Free lines from the guys: E, coke
Or whatever
Sniff it, smoke it, I ain't jokin
I was hopeless as ever
Music dropped into second
Drugs hopped into 1st place
In the past decade
I might recall one or two birthdays
What the fuck can I say best Days of my Life
But now they're gone, cuz I'm dead:
Bring me into the light
The good days are gone
I fucked up, I coulda been someone
(Rivercity was us)
I got nuthin but love for my crew
It's still my city, no matter where I move
And though the well done run dry
I fill my cup cuz I'm still someone
(Rivercity was us)
I got nuthin but love for my crew
It's still my city, no matter what ohhh
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