Look Below Lyrics - Rob "cleva" Lightbourne

Verse: 

Picture me in history fore I hit your screen 

White t-shirt, blue jeans stay creased and clean 

Free-styling as I walk down the block a routine since a pre-teen 

Vivid dreams of upcoming scenes 

Like a motion picture of a young n---a that's become sick of 

Mentally scheming to become richer 

Started to figure that threatening to pull guns triggers 

Bring funds quicker then I was on one n---a and it was 

Colder days I now call older days 

So amazed when I look over my shoulder blade 

Member when mama was yelling out "hold the faith" 

When it seemed there was no escape from hopeless fate 

So it takes more than fake 

N---a's yelling over mics with no noise to make 

To impact any part of my mental state 

I'll make you hate what I state and yet still relate..... yeah 

Chorus: 

Straight from the bottom to the top 

Look below cause I'm fly like a bird just watching my shit drop 

No specific aim I randomly hit spots 

Enter in this game an reign on hip hop (x2) 

Verse: 

Comical attitudes when people ask "when the album dropping" 

You know you're good when you see all the haters flocking 

People don't understand the shit that I drop 

It's like throwing you in water with your foot to a rock 

You tried to battle with me so I gave you my gun 

But you didn't begin so you couldn't be done 

When I shine people say my shit's the shadiest 

If God gave you your style then dog I'm atheist 

I don't know the formula but I got the answer 

I'm unbelievable but shit I'm not Prancer 

Girls acting like Tina T say they wanna be my private dancers 

They understand I'm like cancer 

When I spread I'm kind of hard to maintain 

N---as start bobbing their heads when they hear Mink's name 

Putting instruments together is like a orgy 

These bitch-ass n---as in the game adore me ooh. 

Chorus: 

Straight from the bottom to the top 

Look below cause I'm fly like a bird just watching my shit drop 

No specific aim I randomly hit spots 

Enter in this game an reign on hip hop (x2) 

Verse: 

In the midst of tricks plus n---as taking sips of 

Liquor or a quick puff when a Philly's lit up 

Young Cleva fore he turned Mr. 

Spit a verse and make a n---a curse ready to kick dust 

After getting ripped up pissed cause I disrupt 

When I spit what I spit such eloquence the 

Evidence was evident to 

Anyone with nuts who attempt to enter in the center 

Verse: 

I flip trip styles every time that I bust 

Got married preacher women falling into my lust 

Fading n---as out when I plug in the MPC 

An optometrist cause I change what you see 

I don't like dicks so you know I'm not cocky 

No rap like Kobe no ball playing hockey 

You tried to protect yourself with a vest that's tin 

Y'all wanted some hot shit Clev we did it again damn 

Chorus: 

Straight from the bottom to the top 

Look below cause I'm fly like a bird just watching my shit drop 

No specific aim I randomly hit spots 

Enter in this game an reign on hip hop (x4) 

© 2004. © 2014 Lightbourne, Lamette 

Album: The Game of Life (Re-released) 

Artist: Rob "Cleva" Lightbourne