We gon’ go some places, yeah.
Places, places, places.
We gon see some faces, yeah.
Faces, faces, faces.
We gon’ go some places, yeah.
Places, places, places.
We gon see some faces, yeah.
Faces, faces, faces.
Step out on the stage,
Everybody feeling it, feeling it, feeling it, feeling it.
Speakers pumping loud,
Everybody loving it, loving it, loving it, loving it.
(rap)
Close to the edge don’t push.
Get you lifted like O.G. Kush.
Crew Deep, Mobb Deep, who shook.
Out the box, we off the hook.
Keep it off the books, come up this year.
From Philly to wherever we run this here.
No stopping, if I want it I’m coppin’, won’t settle this time.
Whose world is this? Yo, the world is mine.
Redman type of ish, I’ll blow your mind.
DJ rewind, play it one more time.
On this quest, all we need is more beats and rhymes.
My life y’all.
Steph P aka Bump’s wife y’all.
I’m married to the game.
20 years will pass and I’ll tell you the same.
Jump around and end up in my house of pain.
We gon’ go some places, yeah.
Places, places, places.
We gon see some faces, yeah.
Faces, faces, faces.
We gon’ go some places, yeah.
Places, places, places.
We gon see some faces, yeah.
Faces, faces, faces.
Step out on the stage,
Everybody feeling it, feeling it, feeling it, feeling it.
Speakers pumping loud,
Everybody loving it, loving it, loving it, loving it.
Don’t you love the feeling.
Don’t you love it, don’t you love it, don’t you.
Don’t you love the feeling.
Don’t you love it, don’t you love it, don’t you.