Stress The White Boy - So Sharp lyrics

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Stress The White Boy - So Sharp lyrics

[Intro] [Reef talking]: Yeah, Stress Files baby. What's goin' on y'all? It's your boy Reef The Lost Cauze. Some of y'all might of heard of me, some of y'all might not. But this is just another attempt for me to get the music out there to the world. And this time I'm gettin' it with my man Stress from the Crush Unit Camp. You know...homeboy's been doin' his thing for a long time. sh**'s slammin'. So we gon' get it in like this man. We just want y'all to sit back, puff somethin'...drink somethin'...sh** remain sober if you need to. And just enjoy what we, what we put together. I'm gonna start it off like this [Chorus]: I'm at a point in my life where it's sorta like I'm pointin' a knife So sharp be the joints that I write I'm at a point in my life where it's sorta like I'm pointin' a knife So sharp be the joints that I write I'm at a point in my life where it's sorta like I'm pointin' a knife So sharp be the joints that I write I'm at a point in my life where it's sorta like I'm pointin' a knife So sharp... [Verse One]: How you want it dawg? Ayo, what you in the mood for? I got plenty of thoughts to prepare the food on Or I can give you my views on this cruel world And leave the track smokin' like the kids by the school door And let that sink in the ink pen and toilet tissue All I got in my pig pen, I'm 'bout to dig in The game God willin' I'm feelin' I'm in too deep Ain't done with the old and got new beef Cause rap is two streets intersecting We're both leadin' to the same direction A dead end, filled with dead men Who fed into the allure of war tours but never got they foot in the door Bitter old heads and even young boys I'm somewhere in between another album done for, I've done four The fifth and six be in the mix soon The studio's my jones, I'm steady needin' a fix like oooww I ain't used to believe in this sh** But when I look into the eyes of the crowd, I'm seein' the sh** I'm scared of my power so I never abuse it This ain't no hot streak my n***a, I never lose it Wasn't sure at first, had a bad case of writer's block Now I'm smashin', the flow is bull in a china shop Gorilla in gla** factory Now when you ask for me you gotta add a cash fee, ain't no more rap for free Just my fam get a pa** but see A lot of kids got that fam sh** twisted Homie listen I ain't got no friends, or dawg or man Cause people front and I gotta pause 'em like I'm On Demand Damn, it's unfortunate, the mic is still strong in hand I'm on again, we gon' to win The right way though, I don't need to cheat to beat y'all I'll leave y'all n***as unbalanced like a see saw The Reef war is C-4, close to explodin' My albums is cla**ic, from the way that they open Get focused jokers Before I make you disappear on some hocus pocus Now let's go kids I'm at a point in my life