[Verse 1: Professor P]
Mic check one two, let's set the tone
The cold steal's a known feel like a second home
My ear's ringing, sounds like a disconnected phone
Still I stay in tune with the rhythm like a metronome
Stage presence is pierced through my flesh and bone
Words I wrote on a page is now edged in stone
No promoters backed us up, we took the step alone
With well respected live shows from what the record's shown
The rush got my legs shaking
I want my feedback so loud that my head's aching
300 Euros? f** the bread making
We got like 300 real hiphop heads waiting
This that moment that I need to capture
Mic check one two, my heart is beating faster
Even though the beat is slow
That's when you see me go on stage to let the people know that...
[Hook: Professor P]
(I never let) you go, not ever
(I never let) you go, not ever
(I never let) you go, not ever
Together, we've made this life a whole lot better
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[Verse 2: Professor P]
I remember when, my local record store used to have
A second floor (when?)
Well, I guess before the expression "less is more"
Rest a**ure when the school bell had rung
That's the spot where all the cool fellas hung, among
Used CD's, crates of vinyl and a couple old ca**ettes
Back when Tommy Hill clothes was fresh
I was eleven or around twelve, my world revolved
Around twelve inches, I got down with no self interest
The clothes got bigger and so did the dream
The summer came and painted the whole city green
Winter came with no pity, now the whole city seem
To fiend for that pretty green with a gold digging scheme
It's funny but, I also had to get my money up
So I sold ten cla**ic albums for a hundred bucks
Bought some sneakers with it, every week I did it
Crazy what we choose to loose just to keep a fitted
Some spray cans and a new sweater, I wish I knew better
But together we, pa**ed the test n' if they ever ask a question
About my last possession - a rap collection, now...
[Hook: Professor P]
(I never let) you go, not ever
(I never let) you go, not ever
(I never let) you go, not ever
Together, we've made this life a whole lot better
X2
[Scratch bridge: DJ Ak**es]
Nas: Hit the record store, never let me go
[Hook: Professor P]
(I never let) you go, not ever
(I never let) you go, not ever
(I never let) you go, not ever
Together, we've made this life a whole lot better
X2