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the letter - ade lyrics

intro: (coach moreland smith – one on one – 1977 film)

our objective this year is to win every single game
and to do this you’ll have to sacrifice
you’ll have to stretch and dedicate yourself body and soul to this cause
now to those of you who are unwilling or unable to pay this price then there’s the door
quit! sink back into the ghetto depths of hick-town that sp-wned you
but to those of you who will join me in this effort
i can promise you a salvation that only come through self respect
if you’ll stretch and strain every fibre in your body
dedicate yourself, lift body and soul, you can do it!
you can make it become the past
follow me, through this door

first verse: (phil ade)

why you don’t ever call, you don’t ever answer
your lips gettin’ dark, still haven’t pulled your pants up
hittin’ blacks you gon’ f-ck around and catch cancer
trynna be a boss see, but not tony danza (hah)
still slavin’ over stanzas, but you don’t have a dance
and you ain’t starting angus, beef
you need to leave rap alone
thinking you puttin’ the whole state on the map, you’re wrong
infact you knew that a long time ago
how you down to earth but claim you astronomical
in news periodical articles
with artists heading for the mainstream, you don’t seem very nautical
theres a lot that goes into this
you just after the cash, i’m sensing it
you want jv partner, but like mob parker you about to be a soul seller
chasing the letter

hook:

(az): others’ll die mayn, trynna front for a name
(big boi): the morals that you think you got, go out the window
(az): caught up with the cash
(phil ade): chasing the letter
(az): others’ll die mayn, trynna front for a name
(phil ade): the letter
(nas): fight and be patient
(lords of the underground): tell me what i’m after

second verse: (phil ade)

they say make money money, make money money money
whips, hunnies, sh-t you always wanted
it’s right there in front of me, and i ain’t gon’ front, i could use it
but without my dudes it’s useless
cause what’s the whole world, with no one to share it with
the fruits of my labour with no one to pair it with
so i carry sh-t nonchalantly, unless i can carry it when i’m gone, but see
my money jumpin’, i got bill ups like chauncey
harm me, you know i know a con like don c
i ain’t sew on material things, i want material to sing and change the way you think
can link to a n-gga on the brink of catastrophe, so he can reach his capacity
i ain’t a pastor preaching, i’m just trying to shed light
i hope that i never lose sight
chasing the letter

hook:

third verse (phil ade)

i haven’t talked to my brother in a while
i hope instead of wrecking, that we can reconcile
i direct in silence a lot of songs to my fam
i hope the game don’t change the bond that we have
peace my n-gga stan, bobby brown, mikel
god the only n-ggas i’d risk lying in jail for
we bout to celebrate, be prepared for
i’m taking off, thanks rob for the airport
and the man for the air support, by sharing thoughts
to help me be a force in the game
but when i’m in a porsche and a range, and a got a portion of fame
lord let my corpse be the same
to be an inspiration in a nation of hatred and lies, where racism is alive
had a vision mind that now my eyes can see
i hope i never lose focus on the prize to be
the letter

hook:

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