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Out of Nothing (From the Bottom)

from CITY HIGH by Motown Priest

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(1st Verse)
Story told true
the older heads used to say that glory holds youth
in poorly grown roots
But rose up, blossoming a juvenile
when I sharpen my techniques with the spark of a stress leaf
and through the storm a Category Four's loose
My niggas storm through and storm troop
and never test it, like a laboratory-formed tube
Show and prove, listen: A focused, true vision
and I map it out before you niggas rolled the blueprints in...

It's money in the bank
Fuck it, I'm a dreamer seeing niggas sitting lovely in the paint
and the chase could mean the money in the bank

I love the cityscape
but seen the Apple rot at 42nd up to 58th
And nigga what your life is?
Or rather, what the price is?
And when the lights of your life dim, is it fight or flight risk?
An end with no end to it
Now put that on your mind
and what it mean to you to put that on the line, and still dreaming...

(Hook)
From the Bottom out of nothing it came
(And you waiting to see)
From the Bottom out of nothing it came
(And you waiting to see)
It's the money on my mind and so my mind is made up
my mind is made up, they tried to say it's plain luck
From the Bottom out of nothing it came
(And you waiting to see)
From the Bottom out of nothing it came
(And you waiting to see)
It's the money on my mind and so my mind is made up
my mind is made up, from the bottom and I came up...

(2nd Verse)
Yeah the storm drags on
tried to make it rain, but got the forecast wrong
Niggas starving, the four-track'll be the four-course of action
for the solid gold, pot of gold
to keep the product sold to common folks
Want my pockets swole evenly
I pen it to the page, lost in it, it's Michigan
I represent it to the graveyard
Masterpiece, everything I spit is framed art
You living in the past? Then reminisce the days lost
I get this...

It's money in the bank
Fuck it, I'm a dreamer seeing niggas sitting lovely in the paint
and the chase could mean the money in the bank

You're dusty in this race
but watch the niggas that your buzz affiliates you with
and even so without it, same deal
These niggas ain't real
just a bunch of starving artists that's after the same meal
Money on my mind, call it paper weight
A grind, that only time tells to redefine self
Or still dreaming...

(Hook)
From the Bottom out of nothing it came
(And you waiting to see)
From the Bottom out of nothing it came
(And you waiting to see)
It's the money on my mind and so my mind is made up
my mind is made up, they tried to say it's plain luck
From the Bottom out of nothing it came
(And you waiting to see)
From the Bottom out of nothing it came
(And you waiting to see)
It's the money on my mind and so my mind is made up
my mind is made up, from the bottom and I came up...

(3rd Verse)
Defying the bliss of the moment and denying the glitz
Undying in wish, Priest be stacking his retirement chips
with no poker face, I got niggas I aspire to lift
that see the hand that I'm dealt
You niggas just riding the fence
I'm reprimanding myself to say I'm not feeling your style, I guess
I would never hate on a nigga that's tryna see a million
No doubt, but check
you niggas steer the conversation wrong
like an automobile in your mouth
And really you can go anyway with it
You won't slow any paper but if you chose to relate to it, though
Cause really I could show you yesterday
through it, told through the eyes of my past
and told through what lies in my path
when you're rewinding me back
"With his binoculars aimed to the top," he said
Like he was photo-shopped in this game
Wants the photo Op with his name
From kicking wisdom that an old philosopher paints
And from the oldest drop in his veins
with the whole metropolis aiming to get it...

(Hook)
From the Bottom out of nothing it came
(And you waiting to see)
From the Bottom out of nothing it came
(And you waiting to see)
It's the money on my mind and so my mind is made up
my mind is made up, they tried to say it's plain luck
From the Bottom out of nothing it came
(And you waiting to see)
From the Bottom out of nothing it came
(And you waiting to see)
It's the money on my mind and so my mind is made up
my mind is made up, from the bottom and I came up...

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from CITY HIGH, released October 22, 2013
Produced by C.Cooke

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Motown Priest New York

Born and raised in Detroit, and as a New York City and international Underground artist, Motown Priest paints the real and unfortunate narratives of inner-city violence complimented by satire and social dialogue. He has done shows with such legendary acts such as Jay Electronica, Conway the Machine, Che Nóir, Rome Streetz, Fredwreck of Aftermath Records, Cormega, REKS, and R.A. the Rugged Man. ... more

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