Chorus-
Cause this is how you get a hit,
Another, and I believe,
You either listen or your gonna end up missing it,
Another I can breathe,
Cause this is how you get a hit, Quit Sleep,
You either listen or your gonna end up missing it,
Another I can breathe.
Luckyiam-
I took my first hit of weed in the seventh grade,
Second page turned into a chapter,
Brought laughter and a better day,
Ditched class behind the Burger King,
Murdering free style circles,
When girls weren’t concerning me,
Fast forward to a past that’s recent,
Toured around the world and received indecent,
Proposals, my vocals they grew on them locals,
The independent scene it got put in a choke hold,
It kept me hopeful they was feeling how we wrote,
Then slipped up and seen me putting work up my nose
Oh no, there he go trying to live like a rock star,
But really was a rap dude this mission was not smart,
His vision had lacked heart, got driven the back dark spot
Hard to finish where you never shoud start,
His vision had lacked heart, got driven the back dark spot
Hard to finish where you never shoud start.
CH-
B-
It started in an empty room, with a bottle and a tune on his lips,
A dried up kiss on his cheek,
See he was always told to think before he’d speak,
And the fact that he’d been at it for a week,
Added swagger to his speech,
With a lather that was second to ah none to reckoned with,
He was infected for the first time,
On his 3rd glass of whine,
At a party full of naughty he’d been at several times like.
H and Karen Mills-
More I ask, just a taste,
Give a little bit don’t drip or waste,
Fill ya lungs, hold it tight,
Blood stands still let the heart run fight,
Take a hit, be somebody,
High at the top, but the long way ugly
I shake the latter, gotta shake the tree,
Got a feeling you was always right next to me.
CH-
Apaulo 8-
You can try, but your never gonna take this soul,
My eyes are closed and I'll survive, to the light,
But I'm gonna have to bend my mind to the perfect rhyme,
Working putting my time in,
Staying in the grind, gotta get a piece of pie,
Learning that it's worth it, g in a mic,
Giving it my all and might,
Controlling the beat with the b boy in me then relax ,
When u find your patience, the sensation will ever last,
So fast gotta lock it in battle pose,
Soul will rise find the feeling, soldier fight,
So I hold this mic, like a pistol screaming.
B-
Street seek, we weak, we speak, follow creep creep,
What we reap often bleeds till we knee deep,
Retreat, repeat, receive, than we release,
Till it seeps through the seams of my ceiling.
Cause this is how u get a hit – Quit Sleep
*All lyrics written and performed by Robbie Gallo aka Rob Hurt & Matt Burke aka Burky Baby unless otherwise noted.
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