All Day

Lyrics

[Intro: T3] Uh—yeah It's the Villa, uh-uh, the Villa Yeah [Chorus] Aye, ayo, we came a long way It's the Villa, the—the—the illest all day All day, aye, ayo, we came a long way It's the Villa, uh-uh, the Villa, yeah [Verse 1: T3] Yeah, from that city-raised moto-bot[?] To the blocks were them dudes serving heli rocks Yeah, and them fiends worship demigods Remember when I slept I used to duck from gun shots It wasn't privilege, it wasn't in our lineage Never idiots we just city kids where The Village is Tryna benefit, fuck dollas and cinnamons From the tenements where they ill again and they sin again Wearing the same summer shoes Kids will front on you Your [?] ain't do it [?] blow in your living room Some lace a blunt or two mine was small tunnel view The way I fumbled through and made you and came out original The hood il' pull at you Feeling just like a Rubik's cube They spin and move you it's similar to a hula-hoop I planted roots in these haters they catch the stomach flu If the devil himself can't stop us then who the fuck is you? Helicopters on our blockas it's like the daily news Then we shake em' like maracas because we had the moves These times' pitiful I stayed out the tentacles Of the system that be insisting niggas is criminal They will flip and twist you get you up off your pivotal Then they hit you and tend to lynch you and turn it physical Incidents is intentional drama be like critical From that same system they never get us they livin' though Ah! [Chorus] Ayo, we came a long way It's the Villa, the—the—the illest all day All day, yo, ayo, we came a long way It's the Villa, the—the—the Villa (Uh, uh) Yeah, uh, ayo, we came a long way It's the Villa, the—the—the illest all day (All day) Uh, ayo, we came a long way It's the Villa, the—the—the illest all day, all day (All day) [Verse 2: YOUNG RJ] Hard to keep it going when they send em at your head Detroit players by any means it is read If you can't see it you need to get a higher res Its game or your or nothing, these shots ready for busting A hundred thousand reasons you don't want to be the hundredth Niggas keep it business and keep it out of the public Can't compartmentalize "Who am I?" discussion Made bank and I made good and they loved it Shout out to the baddies that I scooped at the Coney on them Back when I used to mess with Keisha same time when I copped my first Rollie on them But years later when Jada got stoney on them (Uh yeah) we was coping roll bars We was going ape shit We was cooking up all this work in Dilla basement Never played Follow the Leader we still the Apex Filling up your tape deck Win more and say less, yes [Chorus: Slum Village + T3] It's the Villa, the—the—the illest all day All day, aye, ayo, we came a long way It's the Villa, uh-uh, the Villa (All day) Yeah, aye, ayo, we came a long way It's the Villa, uh-uh, the illest all day (Uh, uh) Yeah, uh, ayo, we came a long way It's the Villa, uh-uh, the Villa, yeah