Styles P - Euphoria lyrics

Yeah, you know what this is. NYC The triumphant return (Rakim Allah) [Verse 1: Rakim] Remember being introduced to rapping your first rhyme It's pivotal like a fiends first high Hustlers first ride, players first dime Unforgettable like a ladies first time The world been waiting for euphoria The true form with a sixth sense new nausea True talk to the tomb so you forced me to go hard Like the streets is the womb And New York be the birth place of hip hop Get it, it's the model where swagger was born We set trends to follow The home of the gods, the go-getters and my flow Ain't a city been so prolific since Cairo Hiero-glyphic, graffiti paint of view Slang language too, just naming a few Still claiming through that thing that you do Til you famous and just love for the game and this bangers for you [Hook: Cocoa Chanelle] Euphoria, Euphoria natural high Feeling good off this hip hop I supply Time goes by, still world wide Still top five rapping, dead or alive Euphoria (The world been waiting for euphoria) [Verse 2: Styles P] I love hip hop to d**h, drop science like Rakim My thoughts manifest Yeah I'm the ghost but you can see me in the flesh Created a father that he can see me through the test It wasn't for rap my life will probably be a mess Used to sell crack outside had a bad attitude Used to scrap outside but listen to that motherf**er rap outside You can hear me over the guns that clap outside True warrior raps my euphoria Only my mind can bring me this many stories up No elevators, no escalators spit hard 'til d**h or respirators This is alpha omega n***a get your data I transform when the mic plugged in Cause the feelings euphoric cause I spit boric [Hook] [Verse 3: Jadakiss] At the end of the day what does it all amount to Verses too strong to be sold over the counter Industry is like a night club and I'm a bouncer I don't give a f** about what you can sell and ounce for Nah, that ain't the topic of discussion It's the music ya'll n***as think it's knocking it's disgusting I rather just pull it out, co*k it then bust it Feels like he plugged into a socket when you touch it Ain't a thang for me, pain then glory Temporary thug exchange the same story That's why I'm still militant, still k**ing it Soon as it enters the blood stream start feeling it Then it's all good long as you know what you dealing with Knowledge of the game that I got I'm concealing it I'm talking to all of ya'll put the four four to ya Kiss is a warrior, this is euphoria [Hook] [Verse 4: Busta Rhymes] It's like I'm dealing with spirits And 'bout to send a ghost to get 'em When they hear me spit I make them tremble like the dope was in 'em Going into convulsions from the size of the weed bag Victims is regular junkies this celebrity rehab Respected by all of the godfathers and the new names They got a love for my product insert it in their blue vein, okay They on my neck when I come around like a new chain n***as know my rep and the dosage when I bring the new flame n***as all feeling the same effect, this sh** is lethal Like they was shooting the same sh**, using the same needle When I'm steady busting hollows I'm always ready to start this You n***as is like ? the cartridge You can see how the drug impacted the street from the responses It saturate the planet was all apart of the process The sh** we get we take it to another place you can't ignore it To a higher stimulation, n***a sh** is so euphoric [Hook]