Sup y'all,
FuQ and I did a song for the JJFP community album! It's cald "Contact Time"!
You can check out the lyrics here...the audio will be posted later this week!
Tell us what you think!!
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Verse 1 (FuQ)
There's a way of communicating, str8 foward or frontin
Problems pilin' up, dump it all on me for nothing
Handle what I can, czu I'm up for the challenge
Hope 2 see a friendship when it's all over, but I ain't found it
Inner city homeboys, wanna make noise demos
Critize my vibe for bein' a louder by example
And it's cuz by design, I ain't carryin a .9
Kickin it how I feel it when I'm on da mic 2 rhyme
Word gets around town, when I put it down
Some want suction of my decent production sound
Clownin' but I ain't laughin', I stackin on stacks
Relaxin' but then my cell is lit up wit contacts
that wanna ask me to burn cds
or get on tracks, provide energy, like I ate Wheaties
We must see, that U get a job and I don't
How is it U can pay me back and just won't
Your barely at disadvantage, but U can always manage
a relationship wit me, that's causin me damage, I don't understand it
Tryna make U happy doin backflips
Everything I can, but I'm no good at acrobatics
If we're like a phone line, U should be disconnected
cuz how I feel- neglected, what I am-disrespected
This ain't Westside Connection, where U gotta 'Bow Down'
Just kno when nice things R done 4 ya once and a while
Just let me talk, before the verse stop
Let's have equality between us, a 50/50 shot
Where half is yours and half is mine
And that's how I define the rhyme "Contact Time"
Chorus
Let's go 2gether like a parallel line
I'll help U wit yours, U help me wit mine
Nowadays, a friendship is a hard thing to find
Never want me, just need me for Contact Time
Verse 2 (Tinus aka fan 4ever)
What you know about friendships, morals and trust
Relationships that turn into dust
So called friends who let you down
Always been around till money started slacking down
Frown on my face when they try 2 get back
Look them in the eye and tell em you straight wack
How about a lil bit of respect
Nothing real fancy, just the feeling that we connect
I don't understand, what is it that you like
What is it that you want, why is it that we fight
We ain't perfect and we damn well know it
We had something special, why the hell did you blow it
I'm fighting for my future, that's all I can do
But it's twice as hard if I also have to battle you
So when love turns into hate and friendship dies
All we have left is a heart that cries
Chorus
Verse 3 (FuQ + Tinus aka Fan 4ever)
( FuQ)
Toughening my ability of strugglin', when I didn't wanna
Treat me like unsigned artists on charts, don't wanna give me numbers
It's whatcha know bout who ya know, mystery like Whodunit?
This is my life, my life, and nobody's gonna run it
(Tinus aka fan 4ever)
I don’t need you showing me love
I don’t need you growing up being a thug
All I want is my life in my own damn hands
Do what I want, stick to my own damn plans
Got so many questions, I’m about to get restless
Got friends who would stab and try to snatch my necklace
Stay cool, keep your head up and smile
You can hide behind your ego but it’s getting hard after a while
So what you do is, you look around
See what I’m doing and try to steal my sound
You use me like a condom and throw me away
Contact time, but real friendship is years away.
Chorus