(Connect-R)

Relax yourself, let your mind be free

Now you're rollin' with the boys from the ROP
Y'all know me, Ginuwine like Pony
Touch the mic like Tony,

Rappin' On the only one

Take the journey as a gift

Ain't no cruisin' boy,
you know we flowin' like a drift


I spit seeds for my sick skill
I speak and split with speed my 16,
I'm still in


MC's remain proud
I chose makin' money, nobody kickin' me out

Ain't no dare for this,
Here with Cortes
Blessin' hip-hop,sometimes we reminisce


Drop a little herb down on my paper
Put a (*##$ lips down down on my zipper

Gimme a Dr. Pepper so I can spice the letter
Gimme a pen and a paper and I give you Connect-R


(Connect-R & Cortes)
Rap ? never talkin' bluff
Money ? never get enough

Weed ? never smoke enough
So you stash that cash or you pass that puff


Rap ? never talkin' bluff
Money ?never had enough
Weed ? never smoke enough

So you stash that cash or you pass that puff

(Cortes)


Let me begin with the basics
Gimme the mic device

So then I can bring you no less than my oasis
Cortes writin' the pages
Ready to make the dream and the papers,

I can't remain nameless

The game ? dangerous,

I've been through changes
Seen so many different places, paid the wages
No more bluffin', now I'm holdin' aces

Rockin' stages, on the road to bein' $#&@in' famous

You see me aimin' only for the top now

Had my ups and downs growin' up,
I'm goin' up now
Ain't gotta duck down, I like the brightness

I'm stayin' high, so I'm guessin' I'm your highness

One of the finest,and that's the real me

My neighbors choke from the smoke in my chimney
Everyday my head is spinnin' like a frisbee
And every nïght I feel free, you feel me?