K-Murdock - Priceless (Doc Tanaka Remix) lyrics

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K-Murdock - Priceless (Doc Tanaka Remix) lyrics

"Neo... SONIC, SONIC..." [Intro] It's priceless, it's priceless, uhh Been through about all the ups and downs That a indie cat can go through But nevertheless I'm thankful, I gotta say that I'm blessed Yeah, uhh [Random] The first time I ever flew, I remember feelin sickly A little prop plane from State College to Philly Now sweat beads formin, then they start pourin Aww great turbulence and now it starts stormin Now I'm a vet, goin city to city To rock clubs that waited hours to hear me get busy That's when it hit me; yo, this the life I done dreamed of Shouldn't even matter man, it's supposed to seem rough Yeah this is why I stay up all night writin When they told me no I kept goin, kept fightin Kept spittin, kept hittin blogs off with new joints Sharpened the sk** 'to a round, had to prove points Gave me that effortless, how did we get to this I point the mic at the crowd, they know my sentences Every day a new town, new crown I thank you so much for lettin me get down It's priceless [Random] Yeah The first time I ever rocked out of town I was skeptical Summertime, Chester P-A, a rap festival With six people in attendance, what a spectacle And we gon' never again mention the Chester show But it was special though, cause I needed humbling Thought everybody heard of Ran, now I'm wondering Where they all at? But I ain't stress long They must be runnin late, got the address wrong But then it's time to rock, and I look off the stage The three crackheads that's like triple my age And we got a choice - see we can drop the mics Or we can still be professional and rock it right Needless to say, they started up the track And we spit those raps like the streets was packed This a regular occurence, ain't nobody above it Some do it cause they mic it, I do it cause I love it And it's priceless... priceless... priceless... [Random] Uhh Aiyyo I gotta thank the fans for comin out to the shows Appreciatin the flow and lettin somebody know Even the critics and the hip-hop sites Whether it's good or bad press, they spelled my name right So it's all love, gotta thank you for believin me Or coppin a CD from me, even gettin illegally Big said you nobody 'til somebody k**s you But havin somebody you admire say that they feel you Is priceless...