Dutch Ma**ive - Just Me & My Walkman lyrics

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Dutch Ma**ive - Just Me & My Walkman lyrics

Constantly stay blazing Yo, it's that FLA kid Smooth it out ya'll Smooth it out ya'll Smooth it out ya'll Smooth it out ya'll [Verse 1 - Dutchma**ive] Yo a lot of credit due to my sidekick My "get me through the day" kit My wake up in the morning with a smile on my face thing My energy, my mellow out in stressful time of needs My d** to block me out from the world when I feel My man who keeps me new to all the music that I hear The one who's always close to my pockets and my ears My man throughout the years always been my best friend And I introduce to ya'll my one and only walkman Yo did he say walkman? Yo I know this cat ain't dedicating this song to his walkman What's this? Some me, myself and my microphone type ish? Yo, ya'll don't understand, damn, my headset is my man First to play me KRS when he dissed MC Shan Been there for dividends pa**ing me by Still bumpin' De La, Del, and what's left of Tribe My god, the mix tapes I've gone through And the shoes I've worn out walking down Waters Avenue My lunch money would go toward batteries They was from the dollar store but that ain't matter to me Sadly in the same predicament I'm addicted to listening Hoping that my kids will see the visions That I had a as a child playing tag in the courtyard Dreams to proceed, overcome all the odds that God And his headset never let my ears rest I stay zonin' out listenin' to Com Sense The bestest friend from beginning to the end Throughout all the problems it's just me and my walkman [Hook] It's just me and my walkman When I wanna here the cla**ics I don't wanna hear that loud-mouth ish It's just me and my walkman When I'm stressin, I wanna get away I have nuttin' to say It's just me and my walkman When I wanna just chill, sit back, relax and ill It's just me and my walkman My walkman My walkman [Verse 2 - Dutchma**ive] Now I've grown a little older Released vinyl, got exposure So my memories on tape to reach the lower End of what you call music But it's polluted I never buy hip hop anymore cause it's foolish No excuses, I need new ca**ettes Had you made better songs then I might represent My walkman would hate me if I play some wack ish So please do me a favour and make more cla**ics! I push pause and wonder... What if he was gone cause he died of hunger? Live in the past though, never regrettin' Trade all my tapes for CD's? Forget it! Never feed him wack tapes cause that would be a no-no Always rockin' cla**ics, never play a demo To the dopest friend to ever touch the slang C'mon! Give a hand to my motherf**in' walkman Yeah, the best friend in the world The best friend in the world [Hook] It's just me and my walkman When I wanna here the cla**ics I don't wanna hear that loud-mouth ish It's just me and my walkman When I'm stressin, I wanna get away I have nuttin' to say It's just me and my walkman When I wanna just chill, sit back, relax and ill It's just me and my walkman My walkman My walkman