DJ Honda

INTRO<br>What`s up, world?<br>Goin` give you a little love right here<br>My man, DJ Honda blessed us with a joint<br>Word up, De La up in here, ha<br>We goin` to spread a little love<br>To some folks who up in my hair right now<br>Ah`ight? Check it out<br><br>Verse One<br><br>It was a big deal moving my big wheel to L.I.<br>Had a back yard, tho` shit moved slow<br>Caught a cat on the humble, wassup, wassup, kid?<br>Ya`ll be memorizin` flicks of the wild things we did<br>We was brick-ball niggas, six small niggas<br>And they knew it, and wasn`t no-body runnin` through us <br>Steppin` in the backyard parties was a blast<br>Fucking up our sneakers on the wet grass<br>Remember getting stabbed in ya ass?<br>Your Moms sat us all down<br>Said we was niggas and clowns but it was just love<br>And plus love showed me that she was a diamond<br>Findin` out God, took a hit me dead on my heart <br>And made the eye water start<br>But you was strong, can ya hear me Huggy?<br>Keep your mind crystal clear when your thought gets muggy<br>We them easy street kids from Mr. Bryant`s basement<br>Wishin` for the Apollo, tryin` to get dough<br>Now my time moves slow, ain`t it all full circle?<br>A dove cry makes the whole scene turn purple<br>Remember that night you had to hide in the freezer?<br>For real, see them kids were real, we still ?slear?<br>But now we grown niggas, and we handling kids<br>We been since day one, and the days ain`t over<br>Gotta share a back seat, push with the chauffer<br>My Pops said he`s waiting for your ass in the zone<br>So we can fly to the land, and welcome you home<br>Rob-O see we good to go, you know the rest...<br>Don`t stress, love-love baby. Ah`ight?<br><br>Chorus<br>If you got time to give, I got time to think<br>See, it could all change in one eye blink<br>While you in the trouble water I hope ya don`t sink<br>Don`t sink, don`t sink, don`t sink<br><br>Verse Two<br>Check it out<br>Some rarely saw the negative cause<br>From the depths of one`s blurred everything`s now<br>Cleared by laws<br>Mad for mere seconds, in the span of dying<br>Trying to tell you don`t go, I`m about to blow<br>No mo` innocence, it`s about the dollars<br>And events of fame<br>Aren`t you? Search your name<br>From the group? Search your name<br>On the dotted line, back before the rhyme I had reasons<br>To punch the kid who tried teasin` during lunch<br>It was a matter of pro-mo-ting de-cen-cy<br>But the `de` and the `cy` fell off, so I sinned<br>Again and again, until Jesus came down<br>Wait, I`m still sinning! I guess he hasn`t reached the ground!<br>Thoughts of me, before my voice could<br>Even recall, couldn`t afford the physical peep<br>How then was now, but now is not<br>Yo, I`m a minute wiser but it seems, kid<br>I got some beef, can`t take or shake off the wrong<br>Accept my apologies to Bob, pass the horn!<br>No need for false alarm<br>Word up!<br>The Nuyopian charm is for show back again<br>It`s rememberin` the was that is now gone<br>For the access of the now so I can move on<br>For the access of the now so I, so I<br><br>Chorus x2<br><br>Outro<br>G`night world, g`night world<br>De La, yo<br>My man DJ Honda is on the beat like this<br>Don`t sink, don`t sink, don`t sink, don`t sink ya`ll<br>Just letting ya`ll into the fleeing moments<br>Of the memories of mine<br>And about like this, one time, one time