Sometimes Songtext
von Rick Moss

They say the hyper the viper, riper the fruit for the spirit

If I design a new innovation, would you wanna hear it?
Move like the wind and it calm, sometimes a storm comes a ball

Drink Paul Masson with a Coca-Cola to mellow the cause
I can focus on haters and waste my time in the ferrets
Is what they try to do but I ain′t you so take it in spirit
It's hard enough to live comfortable, bumpy roads on the way to it
I′m just spraying it like rain on me, a Subway in Macon

In these cruel streets, to eat I gotta put hours
Been on the grind, tryna get it, every day is a challenge
How could I lose to a coward who's on his way to the wizard?
To get some courage but I bury him before he can get it
Press to admit it, I talk smack and back in the statement
You got insurance on your life but there ain't no replacing it


Sometimes some guys go slipping through the cracks
But this crew won′t lose, we′re picking up the slack
There's no place too big, no place too small
If you need help just call, call
No place too big, no place too small
If you need help just call, call

I′m never simple, not too flashy, they ask me

Why I'm a rebelish nigga with a big ego especially
When they test me and stress me, I try to level my temper
′Cause I don't wanna cause a massacre and wear you like Kemper
Temperature boil, I′m loyal, your royal highness the highest

Since aviator pilots told you if you buy it we fry it
The same old soup just reheated, hit back space and deleted them
Don't retreat, I come with heat and
Speak on beef if it's beef with ′em
Ain′t no secret deodorant or Victoria panties
With matching bra, I'm full dubious, is you understanding me stupid?
I flow with the purpose, I′m here to hurt ya not nurse ya

Or nurture and baby burp ya, just follow my flurry, ya heard me?

Sometimes some guys go slipping through the cracks
But this crew won't lose, we′re picking up the slack
There's no place too big, no place too small
If you need help just call, call
No place too big, no place too small
If you need help just call, call


As I′m presenting this package, I'm here to sell you and close you
Throwing bows 'cause it′s crowded, gotta survive in the soil
You billy hoyos annoy me just like a rash with no ointment
You pigs is waiting for me to slip, I′m hearing you oinking
I'm going Cannabis Clubbing, we brownies bake in the oven
Loving the rap and unravel raps in the studio buzzing

So just take it in full and stay in school all you kiddies
Before you end up like my daddy and your life′ll be shitty
Any nigga who cross Rick gets scratched off the list
I leave you leaking when you running so I follow the drip
I never simp but I'm in your bitch hair like a clip
Call me a hustler and a player but I′m more like a pimp

Sometimes some guys go slipping through the cracks
But this crew won't lose, we′re picking up the slack
There's no place too big, no place too small
If you need help just call, call
No place too big, no place too small
If you need help just call, call