2006 Comebaqq Kidd Ya heard meh...Im back strong so peep mah ish an lemme kno whas reallii good...
Tha Problem
Iigh whas poppin off ? Im mike a.k.a Problem, im a Philadelphia rapper out the 215..Im 18 an on mah grind nah mean, so it is what it is...Um if yu got any questions or if yu tryn collab get at me on my s.n. (Tha215Problem)...Iigh ? 100
-- Scream At Me
Lyrics
Verse 1:
'Pray for ya life', 'believe me i aint got no faith in shit'..
So 'strap up', cas aint no 'airbags gonna save yu kidd'..
Stop tryn, leave ya life in its place..
Put the Cold Heat to ya cheeks, like Icey Hot for ya face..
As the days past, see the sprays blast..
Till i get class participation, i wana see raised hands..
Got it for cheap, still drunk sippin natti..
An put the red to ya head like yu's from cincinatti..
So ma taka trip wit daddy..its first class..
Cas ya man on the worst path, an he'll end up in the dirt, damn...
Verse 2:
Its not watchu know but its were ya learn..
Man, its not where yu go, but its where yu turn..
An, then once you turn you keep tha path..
Cas if not ya likely to just repeat tha past..
Yull see lesser streets, lesser signs an fliers..
An the more yu run, the more ya time expires..
Poppin tha mac, uh oh ya problem is back..
Preach on a train, this the real talka tha track..
Yu mustards i stay mean, whipe the plate clean..
Play me ? ill bring my age up, i jus turned 18..
Enuff lies clown..yu must die now..
Ill take the blood from ya head, like yu upside down..
On me is tha diggas..how i play on tha figgas..
I got a sleepy index, my finga lay on tha trigga..
Pack the fith man, plus i cracked this shit an..
My shits gold..no wonder why im scratch resistant..
