Warm Brew - The Mission (prod. by Swiff D)(Official Video)

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"The Mission" from Warm Brew's release 'Diagnosis' out now.

Directed by PANAMÆRA (www.panamaera.fr)

Lyrics:

Verse 1 (Ray Wright):

Never been the nigga ta front cuz boy I used to get fronted

OG at 23 a P he shippin q's for 12 hundred

That was a different day, cuffed it from Jackie he knew I’d pay

Had me a couple hoes just needed a Lac or a Chevrolet

Rebuilt a 7-9, full amount til this day I ain’t paid

I’ll get em back one day, they was rippin off niggas anyway

It ain’t no thang though

The world keep spinnin I kept grindin

Getchyo change yo

The kid kept spittin he keep climbin

It’s a -

Hard enough job tryin to stay on top

Just a dope young hood star got bustas sayin ima flop tryin to help the homies out cuz I got niggas gettin shot done felt my fair share of droughts now im takin these niggas spots

I moved from section to section

Fucked up n learned a few lessons

Served some payback wit no blessings

I be so deep in my sessions

It can’t be no more digressions

I ask these niggas a question

They response sound like they guessin

I pay it forward n press em

Cuz this is California

Westside Los Angeles ya dig

I bend me a corner, blow marijuana do it big

Aint self made or selfish, iIsplit the profit wit my click

Linguini wit shell fish, then blow some ones n hit the strip

I’m thrustin my pelvis, until she feel it in her tits

So transcontinental, we sippin liquor at the Ritz

Somewhere in south London, mayn catch me Stuntin wit jay prince

Get bread in abundance, break off my kin and never switch

Mundo -

Chorus 1 (Ray Wright):

I love my city, yea i love my dawgs

Ya told me don’t trip nigga I’ma pay it forward

Cuz me and you go back before

I had no dough for shoes, no-where to go

But mayn I love this city, ion love these hoes

On a mission for the scritch n nigga everybody know

Yea Its the 1 the 2 the 3 the 4

Westside Dub B

O - P - M at yo door

Verse 2 (SERK):

Yo keeping a shell around my mind a mental terrapin

tearing out my break line can't slow down

so close i can taste this shit

standin up on a precipice of pullin up a generation

but I can't forget the many lessons that it took to raise a nigga

land of the villain vacay

scam everyday for the payday

fam when I’m callin mayday

come on nigga you know

that I'm really puttin work in

on my back got a Kerchek

gotta rap with a purpose

on the path for the curses

blessings and questions this shit is a quest

for the best days

call me a rookie seen veteran thangs

call me a bookie I bet ima win

gotta keep pushin for the folks that held me down for ages

before a nigga ever had a dream of puttin the pen to pages

nigga had a team always leaned

settin some expectations

to my niggas a million thanks

for the support and patience

went from the poor to the paid

weather the storm n remained

our rapport never break

nigga there's more to claim

lets pour the pain

n sip it we the champs

aint nothing more to say

I say I say I say I say

Chorus #2 (Ray Wright)

Verse 3 (Manu Li):

Me and you was jackin brews that was before the pub deal

Me and you would kick it all the time wit nothin not nihil

So much time to kill

Simple days were plain lays chips

On the days I'm most passed these are the most missed

But we Johnny we good we cash we Carson

If I sing these blues in folsom till my grave n coffin

If you got stabbed like Haley Joel Osmond I'll head to Slauson

I'm making a tee for you

I'll know what to sing I'll know how to grief

You Remember playing madden till yo auntie told us turn that shit off. We only got older it's crazy how we fell this far off

We went from talking everyday to just not talking at all

I guess that’s just how we grew up I know it's nobody's fault

And it's not like me

Talking behind your back or bash you but I just gotta ask you

If you got a new number you never reply

Yeah I just gotta ask you

Yeah I thought that I saw you you never said hi

or was it goodbye

I hope you know

I know I know I know I know

Chorus #3 (Ray Wright)

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