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Statik Selektah

Genres: Hip-Hop

In The Wind Lyrics - Statik Selektah

Yeah, ride 

Roll something to this one right here, man you know what I'm... 

Nah, man, I can't roll nothing up to this one right here, we want to keep it all clean you know what I'm saying? 

Yeah, ride with my, ride, ride 

Just ride with me, ride with me 

 

Yo, and I'll be here for you when there's no one else 

I see things been getting hard, you need somebody's help 

I'm really worried about the kid's of tomorrow's date 

That's why I'm always conscious in everything I say 

My little brother getting big, yo, he just turned eight 

Know he be looking up to me, I see it in his face 

When he listen to my music it takes him away 

My only wish is that it brings him to a better place 

You see, the universe is listening every time we speak 

What you seek, it seek in you, so practice what you preach 

And if I got some type, a voice should be used to teach 

My young world, your wildest dreams are within your reach 

And I'mma tell you, just like I told me 

Believe in yourself, you can do anything 

No matter what they say you can't do or won't be 

Don't ever listen, keep limited homies, plus limits don't know me 

See, knowledge your pops and Wisdom's your OG 

Experience is born and understanding of thee 

Of whom you've come to be, this child of Destiny 

Nothing's coincidental, everything meant to be, now 

 

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Oh, the poem you need to listen in 

(You just fly with the most) 

And you can find my love 

Love blowing in the wind 

 

I always knew that one day I would be a star 

Since a kid I always had this feeling in my heart 

Sometimes I wonder if I'm really this special or 

Is there something that you ain't been telling me Lord 

You see I learned something vital with my whole career 

From just watching, observing things over the years 

A secret that I don't think that I'm supposed to share 

But I don't care cause if they kill me, I was never here 

You see, the truths been hidden under your nose for a long time 

The only real power is the one over your mind 

So once you seek control of every little thing you do 

Start to unlock the potential that's inside the youth 

Don't you get got or cell blocked 

Thinking the world's dark and hell's hot 

My only hell is being enslaved 'til I'm in the box 

And to my brother's treating life like it's another bitch 

I encourage you to find yourself a better chick 

And treat her with respect, cause the moment you neglect 

Start to fade and pick away pieces of your flesh 

So be smart cause it's never too late for change 

Never met a man who gained without feeling his pain 

 

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Oh, the poem you need to listen in 

And you can find my love 

Love blowing in the wind 

 

Yo, a country boy dream can beat the odds 

Watching out for laws on the falling stars 

I pray that you make it out of the booby traps 

And feeble daps that people give you on the low 

Let's face off in the grass, just be careful when it grow 

It's more about the messaging, less about the flow 

The sky ain't the limit, although that's what we're told amongst other things 

Like you can't be successful with out a flooded, embezzled, diamond chain 

Well damn, what about feeding families? Giving your all to manage 

Don't sacrifice your canvas to paint a picture of some bullshit 

Be weary of the path that talk of private jets in the pool pit 

Got to be real, through your heart, to your core 

Don't give up on God, when there's so much more in store 

Now I don't mean to be preaching, some might say I'm reaching 

But Lord knows, somebody gotta teach it 

I'm hoping that you listen 

 

Oh, the poem you need to listen in 

And you can find my love 

Love blowing in the wind 

 

Yo acapella, cause Statik won't give me no beats 

But I spit bars no matter what in the heat 

It's eighty degrees out in the street 

We in Greenpoint or Bushwick 

I push shit, that's it 

I ain't even got the headphones on 

No headphones 

Hold the headphones in my hand to make 'em handphones 

I'm the man, HB 

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