Creative Gold - The Definition lyrics

[Verse 1: Xay Charles] Artistic so ballistic and majestic with the spitting rhyme Pissing off some Christians they extremist on the borderline Mission so logistic so efficient so consistent Swooping in like a hero saving only women and children 21 years of age with no aid like financial 21 shots was sprayed duck for cover under the mantle 21 n***as was deep no retreat in our camo-flage Travel lodge crossing state lines to get They ask for n***as who real ya'll point out the n***as who fake And yout know that X is greedy so I'm always snatching the plate Flying first priority you lames just wait at the gate And this grind is my heart so it's always keeping the beat Never was one for beef but one eye I sleep open Bumping that chief keef marijuana tree blowing Henny up on the rocks moscato bottle popped pouring Chicks up on my co*k not even one o'clock open You lames never heard of me, been spitting rhymes since diapers and nursery, check my verse from me These rhymes been alive since 95, back to greatness like 45 [Hook: Xay Charles] Lord knows it's been a long road but we'll make it We came back to take everything that was taken And we'll fight and we'll fight, till we can't no more And we'll fight and we'll fight, till we can't no more No more (x3) [Verse 2: Creative Gold] Mom and pop at home but I feel like a orphan I switch my team but I still ball I'm so Jamal Crawford I swear I'm blessed, living a dream and I ain't sleepy Done stopped caressing them liqour bottles I never found me a genie ohhhhh I'm so successful but I still want more I still want more Had to rea**ure my bros I would never leave I'm a take these n***as with me on tour Our time to shine, gonna k** the competition line for line Longevity we gonna stay in the game, still in the hood free my n***as in the gang boy 3rd Ward that's my side, east side how I ride Got the hood on my back like cowhide, cause I'm a cowboy star in my eyes A beast something Belle couldn't tame, something these rap cats wanna contain Divide the squad I'm the remainder, you couldn't hold me in a glad container My nappy hair, my ratchet ways, ain't leaving soon I be here for days Weeks, months, years, please save all the bullsh** and the tears Talking bout friends, I don't really have those All these n***as do play games like hasbro bro Real as it gets, missed any of it run it back like Emmitt Smith [Hook: Xay Charles] Lord knows it's been a long road but we'll make it We came back to take everything that was taken And we'll fight and we'll fight, till we can't no more And we'll fight and we'll fight, till we can't no more No more (x3)