Apollo Brown - Candlelight lyrics

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Apollo Brown - Candlelight lyrics

[Verse 1: Rapper Big Pooh] Y'all looking like the same rappers shipped off the same a**embly line Want to be king of the jungle, you n***as is lying You the best at dressing up is what you really implying Swag, here today, gone the next week Either stand for something or just stay sleep What it is, most of y'all prefer to stay sheep Following the follower, the future looks bleak Shout out to M. Eazy The most known unknown can't see the Bottom line or even the in-between's Until it's all done, my n***a, I'm talking Queens Things is uneasy when you switching up the scenes Better stay inside that fence where the Astro Turf's green Yeah, this is what they call boom-bap Where they try to figure out what's in that backpack Gold chains like I'm bringing Slick Rick back No aim, extra clips for that black Mac Neither, one time for the believers Who wonder why my name ain't burning up, catching fevers It's better than being mourned by the grievers We on our 'Pac and Dre sh**, they can't see us I'm in all black and brown, the provider of the sound n***as reign and we never been crowned [Hook: Rapper Big Pooh and (Teddy Pendergra** sample)] (Turn off the lights) And light a candle God gave you just enough for you to handle (Turn off the lights) I understand, oh n***as try to put a trophy on their mantle (Turn off the lights) And light a candle God gave you just enough for you to handle (Turn off the lights) I understand, oh n***as need role models, here's a sample (Turn 'em off!) [Verse 2: Marv Won] k**ers, you rappers is so flaky n***a, you can love or hate me, it won't break me Don't respect what you build and your foundation's shaky Outfit ain't worth a penny and that's word to J.C So, go on ahead and retell them lies How your man got bu*ter and now he sells the pies Keep talking, n***a, yeah, detail the prize I need to see dough for the biscuit, heat, swell and rise Bang, like a Maury dame, the story changed n***as was big shots until Robert Horry came Now they Corey Haim's Look, n***a, either you gonna sh** or get off the pot, it's seems poorly trained Captain Jack Sparrow, I'm running a tight ship 25/8, ain't no day or no night shift I want a pretty girl with a mouth just like a vice grip You ain't never seen 2 fat n***as like this [Hook]