Postmen - Long Way lyrics

My man G-Boah, he came a long long way To my man Rollarock, he came a long long way To my self Anonymous, me came a long long way To the Gunmen crew, we came a long long way To the Amsterdam ma**, they came a long long way To the Rotterdam ma**, we came a long long way To the whole wide world, we came a long long way To the Postmen crew, we came a long long way 2x To my rap n***as to come yall stay on ya toes Before the getting is getting yall what you really suppose To many lost flows floss of a old hits to often Who keeps getting doe who gets not gets lost men I know the semmi hit em with four in a row Feelin' revealing dealin' with you not anymore Rumors of war remmington talks Make sure you give broadcast abroad acrousse Feelin' lord Cop to keep flouding the streets With schemes covered beneath Covers to creep deep haters retreat Rock em to sleep Eye browsin' our steps Do it to d**h losing what's kept Had em thinking we sinking but guess whose back On the streets the first to come first to bleed First to announce words first to burst out heat First to serve grieve First to emerge when in a worst case of beef First to spray on your leak Had his dome put to rest Two to the chest his flesh torn apart You was warn from the start taking that route Letting his mouth labba now he's everywhere about Scattered and battered cause that'll be what he be looking after All people that made you got you labeled Some'll love most hate you Underrate your debut Some will praise you it's fatal Go play brave you Yo f**ing with us may God save you Chorus Yo for the keepin' peep in to the thought Got no reason to aboard sport live as it's broads We've been in courts and we've served time In the fort they heard mine Murder occurred it be the word it was my first time I know they love to have n***as here do so You slipping you'll catch a clipping Till they cut you down slow From the docks to blocks in bimre Brothas been through it before f** a hand me down put in work doing dirt that's all they know Yo revelated I made it creative with songs Whether you hate it related I rate it afraid of the launch Meditated stay motivated paid every month Riding from out of my hiding I'll be vibing surviving amongst Poverty philosophy on how brothas ain't having none From Zion to the pyramids to concrete slums n***as fight for crumbs with dues Then get blasted for doing wrong Recognize we be the highest authors doing this song