Kurious, Kadi Amin, MF DOOM, MC Serch - Benetton lyrics

Long time coming huh Jorge?
I gotchu hip-Hop to the death
Let me tell my story

I'm the blood from the stone
And that stone is Far Rock
Home is off Virginia near Cornega and Mott
We brought kicks from sneaker steez
White tees with creased sleeves
To make dough we shoveled snow
In the fall we'd break leaves
Then my pen took it's path
And I began writing my raps
I was kicking it with females
In biker shorts and gold caps
And Ebony and Mahogany
Bring em home to meet my family
And when the heads around the way saw me
They started dogging me
Talking all reckless trynna knock my success
Better to climb them stairs


Instead of project steps
See my people in Far Rockaway never seen
Me more than a block away
And when your crew need you
How you gonna say no not today?
So I got caught between a Rock and hard place
But never last place
And then we came up with the "Gas Face"
KMD Zev Love X Subroc RIP
We'd get dissed by chicks and this
Is the face they gave me
We'd drive back to Long Beach
With my tank on empty
And my my bank on empty
I had a quarter for a loosey
The Newport I inhaled and
Exhaled through my nose
Dusting the cigarette ash from my
Clothes then I rose
Planning to never be in the
Same place ever again
Being broke was my people but
It was never my friend
But my love will never die
I am what I supply
See I am Hip-Hop music and I use it to get by
And this culture accepted me for the
Skin that was on me
And then came "Step into the
AM" and the "Cactus" CD
And it put me on the course
That you see me on today
And truth be told I would
Have it no other way
That's why I say it's not a game

Hey yo' Serch
I appreciate you coming through
Good looking out yo'
Y'all used to let me get on stage with you
Pop goes the weasel so hot that I'm diesel
Nowadays I couldn't paint this picture
Better on a easel
But back then I didn't know
What was truly the prize
Soon after I'm on tour with Fugees and Nas
Such a great honor I wasn't ready
I was late pana
My whole shit pause like a straight comma
I had to search within
Take the wrong make it right
Mend my broken wings
So once again I take flight
Now I'm free as the wind
Don't know where to begin
I gather my thought's every time I breath in
Believe in self
Give thanks to where it's supposed to go
Lord knows my beloved i'm supposed to flow
Don't get a twist between that
Rap and that street shit stay on the humble
But never on no weak shit
Those thinkin' otherwise can buckle
Down and eat dick
Get your money, buy a ticket
Come see me spit kurious Jorge
See the name in lights incredible how 20
20 be the hindsight get your rhymes right
Get your minds right
This that big purse heavyweight prize fight
Get your life right (Money)
Get your life right
This that big purse heavyweight prize fight

Persistence always overcomes resistance
Is the words of Mr magic
Not to be confused with the magican
Hat tricks out the bag
Look at what the cat done drug in cousin
If you don't know, you buggin
There's about to be muggin
My brova Jorge is here
Swords is clear as I pour beer for years
More to share, Cheers
It's good to see you back boss
Game ain't changed since the
Crack to Iraq wars
Villian, droolin still share his
Last snack bar
Feeding these chirrens with the knack off
The black tarts swervin' double lines bubble
Lines been through
Nerve to beat the odds when they
Against you with a pencil
It's all in the mental OOOOH
Saw what he said?
Metal Face DOOM open doors with his forehead
Click Call it hands-free wireless
The burnout plan and the fans be tireless
Turns out there's no bluff
Pump you punks but kiss the
DOOM Dunks like Sho'Nuff
The bottom, pond scum, swallow some
To the T-O-P left for Harlem
What the problem is? Fondle 'em