Invincible - Looongawaited lyrics

Lyrics by Invincible. Lyrics on hook co-writen by Vaughan T. (Yes, it's here, the longawaited, all these years of stompin' pavement, cut the nonsense, just accomplish, ain't no way to rush the process) Born in Champaign, Illinois Ever since then been on a campaign to fill the voids And missing links I drips my ink on topics that you still avoid Cynics say our troubles can't change but I k** the noise Heaters that's built to destroy Speakers front to back – turn the volume up! Smash these cats like Gallagher soon as I wrap the album up Thought I'd never finish it For more than a minute I wished to end this sh** Put down my penmanship, and get a carpentry apprenticeship Swinging sledgehammers for a minimum wage Renovate a DV shelter for women with AIDS Least I'd have some benefits and I could see a dentist quick Still my thirst I wasn't quenchin' it by learning a trade Chopped my signature braids New beginning enter the stage – of nothing to lose – a hundred percentage to gain Witness my train of thought, three minutes and change It's the longawaited song I layed it over tracks that Vaughan created HOOK: Y'all been waiting I've been making moves Gotta do it right, can't lose Got my ducks lined up and I'm on my grind It's the mission Invincible accomplished You wanna cla**ic? You gotta wait for it You want good music? You gotta support it You want change? It's a daily choice You want a dope show than y'all should make noise! I'm striving to be one of the best, period Not just one of the best with breasts and a period Styles blessed with a myriad We take the independent route and win – that's what my man Wes theory is Call me every A&R's worst nightmare When your label drops ya fade to dark We still bright glare And this is razor sharp I make my mark We don't fight fair Cuz we taking ya spot It's state of the art Ahead of y'all by light years Picture me rapping slow – sample Barry Manilow And switchin' up my baggy clothes for camel toes? No that'll have to go I don't battle no more Make an album so dope you stranded up sh**'s creek without a paddle boat. I don't write rhymes I write ransom notes Demanding a check Demanding respect Demanding spins from hands on a deck These ain't rhymes this is a ransom note Demanding a change Demanding the truth be told on this anthem that bangs HOOK