J-Red - It's Gone lyrics

[Intro: J-Red] I'm with my man Nosson Zand, Ray Bans on Overnight stars in the camp, so strong We're so hot, they're lukewarm They can say your name, then it's what? Then it's gone [Verse 1: Nosson Zand] My pain's stronger than the beat, stronger than the music, yeah G-d direct my feet, I used to think you all could do it Now I flip through the catalog, digital to an*log Thinking back on how it all began, I been a fan for so long But now I'm doing all I can to hold on Used to dream, but now I'm fiending for the dawn You might think that you're a king, then discover you're a pawn Like J said, they can say your name and then it's gone [Hook: Nosson Zand & J-Red] They can say your name, then it's what? Then it's gone They can say your name, then it's what? Then it's gone If you know what I know, then we can be together If you know what I know, then this will be forever [Verse 2: J-Red] They on that fear and loathing 'cause they got a fear of floating I'm the cheer-up when you're low, I brought 'em here to show 'em I'm the shogun in the dojo (What, what, como?) You look lost, Toto, I'm a cheetah with a liter of the best for the speakers And what's best for the beat? Well, that's the way I treat her, like my mamma I got grammar that can drop like a hammer or an anvil for a spot on your mantle You can't hold a candle to my canvas I've wandered off campus, I went out on a limb I'm hanging on my branches, the monkey on my back is about to go bananas I know they have their cannons I have knowledge, understanding, so we can get it on [Hook] [Verse 3: Nosson Zand] I'm climbing to the top, but the top is always higher Than where you at, no, I never look back Put that on the track 'cause we got that fire Yeah, I got a couple words and I got a couple phrases Outta the haze, jumping out a couple mazes Every word I spit left smiles on their faces I got no time for these haters While you question the Dealer like, "What have You dealt?" Corrected him when he asked, "What did I felt?" I been had the industry under my belt The winters are cold but the summers are dope We ride the beat like it ain't no thang Sometimes I play around, but it ain't no game All praise to the King If it ain't no pain, then it ain't no gain [Hook]