The Channels

[Verse 1]

I know that being a vegetarian was a mistake
Cause all this beef can make a hungry rapper hungrier
Edit, cut & don't stop until it's golden. This my 5th take
Keep your eyes low, cause I'm doper than opium
I make sure I'll come at you rappers fully polished
Shining brighter than comets, but I'm not full of knowledge
I have so much to learn at the Hip Hop University
Cursing me to fall, is futile and you're senile for thinking otherwise
You other guys just shuck and jive
Doing whatever for a dollar that don't belong to you
You lacking pride and clout
So I have no faith and I doubt
That you'll be anything remotely close to or bigger than JJ
This one's for my sis and my brother PJ
Sho & Tae on the three way
They told me to be the greatest and cross who's ever in the way
I put myself on the display, while I watch the wackness decay
Dream, write raps, and then I replay
I think I need that holiday
Look
You couldn't see me up there even if you had binoculars
The heat is rising so go and check your thermometers
Tell those philosophers, teachers and all those dick gobblers
That I'm gonna be on your monitors, and there's nothing that's stopping us
So, whatever you dish at me, I'm eating it
Faker than TV scripts, your squad is full of fucking hypocrites
So go and make your music and just leave me out of it
The channels are on, so find the guide, and watch me blossom
Please

[Chorus]

And I'll be Golden Forever!
Forever?
Forever

I remember the days I used to sit back in my bed
A whole bunch of thoughts came rushing out my head
Then on to the paper is where the thoughts slept
I swear I want this life

I'm a story waiting to be told
The common novella paperback
Some call me a dog
Cause I be wherever the paper at

[Bridge]

This is my promise (This is my promise!)
That nothing will stop us (That nothing will stop us!)
If I have any problems (If I have any problems!)
The family will solve 'em (The family stick together and they never betray!)

I mean this with respect (I mean this with respect baby!)
We making good music (We making good music!)
We feeling so awesome (We feeling very awesome!)
It's better than troublesome

[Verse 2]

Hello to all the fellows and salute to all the troops
Who felt lower than the bellows but still shined in cahoots
And I'm hoping you all would listen, we have dreams, goals & ambitions
Whether, rapping or hooping or even cooking in kitchens
Ladies, why you always tryna turn a man down
Leaving these gentlemen knocked out for the damn count
Give them a chance not all guys just want to hit the box
We wanna grow like a field of crops, climbing ladders, filling hearts

[Bridge]

Just give me a chance to spit a record
I'll take them out in each section
You step up get served with no dance moves
I'll go cashews, if you think the gold will fold you damn fool

These dreams from my mental
Are translated through pencil
And all put on the track
I spit it past the dental ah!

{Skit}

Squared : Fuck me, it's Creech
Creech : Where the fuck you at bro?
Squared : I'm at the crib
Creech : The fuck you mean you at the crib? You got 15 songs to record. Them niggas gonna be there tonight and you know this shit. The bitches gonna be in the building. You bullshitting, what the fuck bro? Forever Golden my nigga? You forever bullshitting my nigga. I'm sick of this shit. I'm always "Creech, the motherfucking asshole. He be talking all that shit" but you wonder why though? What the fuck, get yo ass here bro, for real
Squared : Alright man, shit...