Magazine to bright lights
Its game on
Showtime
On stage to night life
Focus my way
Sabre
While others carry a burden, I dust off these shoulders
Enjoying the present gift of the moment
To hold with no time for doubt
Stole my thunder before but my time is now
Its game on….curtain call for destiny
Aint leaving til you bring out the best in me
Conscious to not get blinded by the lights
Seen it all before, aint at all a pretty sight
Everybody trying to shine brighter then the next man
Watch personalities morphing like their x-men
Its when the real pressures on that we thrive
Raised on hip hop its either sink or try
From centre stage or front page its all the same
Maintain the presence….heartfelt all the way
Because when you love what you do say how you feel
Some how…some way real recognise real
Awa
Navigate the scene
Like a Porsche handles the street
Draw the paparazzi
Like sharks to the feed
Disregard the hate
Dont worry about what people say
I believe in me
If its alright
Ill indulge a little
Selecta one time
For the royalties
I gotta get mine
Cause they dont look twice
I gotsta have it
And the women are fine
So I gotta look nice, but thats
Automatic
Oldwun
I indulge in the moment, my time is now I step back
for a minute to realise how A regular kid, from a
regular hood can go from regular things, to doin
better than good Im talking Lights, Cameras, Action
Glitz, Glamour, Reaction, Red Carpet treatment, 5 Star
satisfaction You cant imagine the things that Ive
seen, the places Ive been, a witness to a Magazine
Dream
Junz
Us, Yeah we take it as it comes,
Search to reach the top like the raising sun, But like
so,
What goes up must come down,
Divide life from dreams to stay grounded now,
I wasnt always on the bright side, Bright from street
lights,
Despite the street life I changed,
We on a better road to better things,
Who knows what better brings, My heart and soul
together sing, Lets go…..
Real recognize Real, hustle on the sell,
Corner type retail street kinda smart,
Where the brothers stay sharp on the details.