The Motive Lyrics - Singles - P Money

"Hello" 

"Yo whats the motive cuz" 

"Well i'm booking still but you gotta ring millen in to come get you" 

"Alright anything, man will link you up there 

"ight holla back" 

Listen, I'm at home on a dark night 

Gettin' dressed in front of the mirror practicing getting my bars tight 

And I still got a headache from last night 

So you know I ain't thinking too clear 

And I gotta rave to go to at half 9 

I'll tear it down and get a few cheers 

I feel nuts lately I've had a hard time 

So I don't want nobody getting too near 

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Sitting in my room, ounces on the bed 

Two phones and a glass full of root beer 

Keys on the side next to the aqua 

Lyric book on top of the blue chair 

I pick up my knife and I balls it 

But I get paranoid thinking its too clear 

The computer games on so I pause it 

Then I leave 'cause the rest of the crews here 

Head hurts but my minds in a deeper state 

Right now I'm feelin' to par the rave 

'cause I got Kats on my line ringing me for eighths 

Panicking like they ain't had weed for days 

The car in front of us leads the way 

Full of real niggas I don't need to name 

I'm starting to think I don't need a blade 

But i'll keep it just incase 

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It's 7.30 in the evening 

I ain't strapped to the seat so the seat belt sign in the car keeps flashing and beeping 

I'll do it after I put the CD in 

Track one plays, everybody's singing along cause the one line throw keeps repeating 

I feel cold so I turn on the heating 

Then we talk about the guys beefing 

Nowadays everyone after cake 

We're on the motorway and it's after eight 

Crackin' joke, but it all stopped when we saw the blue lights as we passed the jakes 

Shit, who these bastards? Who's duckin'? 

Nobody answers 

I got a knife in my balls and we're gonna get pulled 

But they went straight past us 

We could of made a mistake 

I rang the guys infront 

Hello, blud man nearly got pulled by the jakes 

Swear down you man are nuts 

I know, boy mans at the service station 

Catch up to man we ain't far from the place 

So we drove fast getting into the place 

Speeding going 90 miles per h 

Then we slow down for the exit 

You can hear the wheels skid and exit 

Slowly approaching roundabout driving roundabout take the second exit 

Driving into the town 

Everybody looks round scoping this one girl with a next chick 

Now we're passing the venue looking for a space but the road signs grime on the next tip 

We found one but I'm late 

Times ticking I should be on the stage 

I don't wanna do a whole set on my own 

I just wanna get one bar sprayed 

We walked up to the VIP door 

Search through the guest list 

Look there's my name 

People are arguing : 

"come on you're late" 

"Blud shut up man, 'least I came" 

I walk in the rave, head for the decks 

Take my time I've done this before 

I'm tryin' to hear what riddim is next 

I'm with about five guys plus four, no feds inside but I still gotta check 

I gotta shank so I gotta be sure 

Bare girls here but I ain't impressed 

I concentrate on the motive some more 

Champagne sprays all over the floor 

Bare guys in the way, can't see who's on the decks 

Pissed off now the criminal minds in effect 

The boy with the champagne gets grabbed by the neck 

In my head there's an explosion 

Cause of commotion 

I heard "P money lowe it, let go" 

Don't touch me's what I told him 

I stormed off and got back to the motive 

I picked up the mic like a weapon 

It happened in a matter of seconds