The Carnegie Hall Players

[Verse: Lance Markeith]
And you ain’t gotta rep blood
Just to say you my blood
If your put in work with me
That’s the way the shit was
I’m tryna build the block back
When I say you my cuz
Nowadays they hold these blocks
Just to sell a few drugs
I’m not a politician
But a nigga from the block that gotta mission
And started acting a fool when I got tuition
When lock left Tally, shit got real
Cause I was across the tracks
And my niggas were stressin for meals
They signed me to the actors guild
That’s why I ain’t rap for real
Cause had I went to FAM
All us would’ve had a rappin’ deal
But snappin’ still, signed to BABBLON
Got it packaged and killed
Still it was something about that film shit
Lookin’ like the next Spielburg
Lookin’ at my reel bih
Got classics to back it up
Niggas couldn’t laugh at us
I named it Carnegiе Hall
Cause that’s where thеy host all the classic stuff
So now my block can come and act with us
Put em in movies, celebrate life
And happily ever afters bruh
Look at me momma
That gotcha boy runnin a business
When I was in pre-school
Fightin’ for friendships
Now I’m networkin’, interlockin’
Our kinship when we handshakin’
Let’s get some damn straightenin’
Came in here to break up
The landscape when Lance ate
Wonder if they can take it
Man breaks wind, and they can taste it
I’m the shit, I am flagrant with this damn fragrance
Should be a politician with these damn phrases
Just a Bama nigga spittin’ like he from the damn basement
Red light on that mean its damn tapin’
Mr. Recorder on Order
Just a reporter with a temper disorder
And might disrupt when he sorta
Gets an allure from the pain of discourse
I hear the pain from his voice
And that’s first, this worked
When no one can tell if it hurt
Now, I’m here to celebrate
And tell you this first
Before You start actin’ like you’re somebody
Rehearse, Go over yo lines
Like that double en over ya’ll heads
And I’ll get over my bread
Hopin’ none of yall fed
Became so greedy when I was rappin’
On the streets to be fed
Practicin’ on a beat till it bled
Just tryna keep up my reps
They hope that they’on get a break from this
But BABBLON said say that shit
So I’mma just keep babblin’
But these niggas keep tattlin’
Just waitin for a nigga to come and battle me
But it ain’t never concerned me
We just in our dungeon
Keep that fireflame burnin’
Ashes to ashes
Place all of these rappers in urns
For further discernment
We just took turns turning the game up
You gotta learn
Wait ya turn before you earn it
I’m not the greatest
Because I made it off the majors
I’m the greatest because I paved a way
For me to say it
Give any amount of mixtapes
For me to take it
Gotta get it how I live
Screamed it at em can I live
2014 I came to take this and I did!
2017 Carnegie Hall

[Chorus: Gaea LaBelle]
From local to mogul
National to global
From phonelines
To advance pay on the mobile
From footin it to mobile
Circle K to Mobile
From doin what momma told so
Follow yo own soul
Ain't no such thing as supposed so
To all the old-heads
I know that you gotta a little faith in me
Plant a seed and sow the vows faithfully
Imma see it go from miles to acres
Overlookin’ lakes and seas for our legacy
I’mma trust the current
How the rivers go
If I leave the south would I go up North
Would I be westin’ in the Westend
Till then I’mma face the sun
And I’mma chase the east
I know that you gotta a little faith in me
Plant a seed and sow the vows faithfully
Imma see it go from miles to acres
Overlookin’ lakes and seas for our legacy
I’mma trust the current
How the rivers go
If I leave the south would I go up North
Would I be westin’ in the Westend
Till then I’mma face the sun
And I’mma chase the east