I swam the depths of every ocean just to prove I could flow, I never fail, but turning tides are moving too slow, Got used to these backstabbers, so now I sleep on a bed of nails, Then rhyme gave me strength to less avail, This hand was mine, so I played it until I made it expand my mind,Īnd burned my name into the sands of time, Sacrifices were appetisers, mics instead of meals, Treading thin ice and all I caught were chills, So I polished my shit until my knuckles bled, Their love was dead, I was writing papes but getting fuck all said, So as I rose they all fell in the fashion of yelling and trashing,įor what it’s worth there was no quelling the passion, Rhyme possessed me, while many started speaking retirement, Scratches by DJ Debris.įor many years I was seeking asylum, in the bleakest environments, Francis) Produced by Suffa for Suffering City Productions. Hope you dig the rest of this album people I got to thank you. So here’s another LP from the Hoods to crank to, It’s our Hip Hop ladies and gentlemen let’s keep it pure, In this simple game of respect it’s given as it’s taken,īeen given props, now respected tracks is what I’m making, So put your money where your mouth is and stop flaunting as fakes,įor those who stuck by me over time I put yours over mine,ĭon’t have to speak your names you know my mind, You see talking it takes less than walking the stakes, Of Oz Hip Hop, props to record stores, I bought from their crates, My bro Rated R props for being the drunkest at shows,Īnd support from my mates who fought for the stakes, Yeah we made it far, through beats pumping and flows, Trust me, I’m wise I got the certificate. I’ve stayed true, never made myself a hypocrite, Ripping it, till other crews were insignificant, We got our propers, paid our dues in triplicate, We got slowed down by dodgy contract offers,īut it would take a nation of millions to stop us, It’s all about the culture, never been about the money,īut we had to watch people trying to take advantage, When Next left the group it near broke my heart, We’ve been through a lot to perfect this art, So if you own a Hoods album you get nuff respect. Wouldn’t be where I’m standing if they hadn’t have fought for me,įrom a nothing rep, now we live busting sets, In orderly fashion I’m thanking those who supported me, Us falling will never happen, like catching the Hoods in drag, It wasn’t all negative, took the good with the bad, Look me in the face, now I’m the one who wears a smart smirk, It took infinite skills and hard work to get this far jerk, You ain’t underground, that’s because you dig it, Now of course the sky’s the limit, we fly get with it, It seems that faking jacks want to cause my demise,Īlong the way wouldn’t give me play but couldn’t stop the course of my rise, It’s been a long road I’m glad I stayed on track,Ī dream of making raps, and getting played on wax, Pressure MC, been doing this for more than ten years, You get much respect, you made it all worthwhile. So if you made it to a Hoods show to check the style, We were just three mates rocking beats and breaks, I was chasing the warm glow of a spotlight, Respect from my peers, my girls tears on the mattress,Īnd she was left behind feeling insecure,īut she needn’t worry I wasn’t chasing a girl to rock right, When I step on the stage it’s like déjà vu, Since back in the day we’ve been the major crew, The love, and for the party people to get drunk to, Suffa MC, been doing this for more than ten years,Įver since I was a youngster, I brought the funk for, Let me introduce myself, raise them beers,