Richie Cunning - The Station lyrics
[Richie Cunning - The Station lyrics]
That's what I'm talking about
Man I'm feeling that, all of that
"New on the rap scene
Brothers never heard of me"
See, long time coming
It's like sixteen years in the making
Richie Cunning, Night Train
Yeah, somebody hold my coat while I
Get funky on these jacks
With that really tough talk from
Off of the train tracks
Strapped with a back pack
Sippin' on shitty liquor
It's that low revenue
Professional city slicker
Since the days of bubble
Coats and Timberlands
Known for operating microphones
Under the influence
Matter of fact, son, I been a fresh MC since
You was on the floor
Playing Cowboys and Indians
Who wanna test like I won't get fresh
And turn this motherfucker out
Like a reversible vest
It's Richie Cunning from the Gold Gates, yeah
Where the record rotates, and young
Bloods are sniffing snowflakes, son
I murder any microphone I happen to touch
Then I'm cracking the Dutch on
The back of the bus
I don't stress, fresh with a pen and a page
I rock a million dollar
Mouthpiece on minimum wage, ya heard?
Run and get your raps and choruses
And practice 'em 'cos all of
Your tracks is boring, i'm
Ready to rip at any rap performance
In a land where the uniform
Is black and orange
I speak slang over beats that bang
And when I drop the dime
You can keep the change
It's just one chapter for
All y'all punk rappers
Richie spit fire like he
Hit the blunt backwards
Ain't nothing nice when I pick up the mic
I drop bombs and I'm gone in
The thick of the night
Similar to none, I run with roughnecks
Troublemakers, bad apples and
Criminal suspects
Believe that the boy prepared
I been around the block a few times
I ain't no square
They say my shit is impressive
They say they checkin' and checkin'
And so I figured I should get on
A record and break 'em off something
"New on the rap scene
Brothers never heard of me" yeah
Richie Cunning in the house one time
Yeah, Frisco in the house one time
My people in New York in the house one time
It's Rec League in the house one time
Man I'm feeling that, all of that
"New on the rap scene
Brothers never heard of me"
See, long time coming
It's like sixteen years in the making
Richie Cunning, Night Train
Yeah, somebody hold my coat while I
Get funky on these jacks
With that really tough talk from
Off of the train tracks
Strapped with a back pack
Sippin' on shitty liquor
It's that low revenue
Professional city slicker
Since the days of bubble
Coats and Timberlands
Known for operating microphones
Under the influence
Matter of fact, son, I been a fresh MC since
You was on the floor
Playing Cowboys and Indians
Who wanna test like I won't get fresh
And turn this motherfucker out
Like a reversible vest
It's Richie Cunning from the Gold Gates, yeah
Where the record rotates, and young
Bloods are sniffing snowflakes, son
I murder any microphone I happen to touch
Then I'm cracking the Dutch on
The back of the bus
I don't stress, fresh with a pen and a page
I rock a million dollar
Mouthpiece on minimum wage, ya heard?
Run and get your raps and choruses
And practice 'em 'cos all of
Your tracks is boring, i'm
Ready to rip at any rap performance
In a land where the uniform
Is black and orange
I speak slang over beats that bang
And when I drop the dime
You can keep the change
It's just one chapter for
All y'all punk rappers
Richie spit fire like he
Hit the blunt backwards
Ain't nothing nice when I pick up the mic
I drop bombs and I'm gone in
The thick of the night
Similar to none, I run with roughnecks
Troublemakers, bad apples and
Criminal suspects
Believe that the boy prepared
I been around the block a few times
I ain't no square
They say my shit is impressive
They say they checkin' and checkin'
And so I figured I should get on
A record and break 'em off something
"New on the rap scene
Brothers never heard of me" yeah
Richie Cunning in the house one time
Yeah, Frisco in the house one time
My people in New York in the house one time
It's Rec League in the house one time