Connor Price Eastern Ave Night Drive
[Verse 1]
Yeah
Got a lot on my to-do list
Short term gotta move quick
Long term gotta stay patient think big picture like Kubrick
Hitchcock with the HipHop
Spielberg with the ill verses
Spike Lee when I write these
Twist words like Tim Burton (yeah)
Out of this world I'm moving to Mars (look)
Comparing myself to a movie director because I just shoot for the stars
Get it? (Ay)
Shoot for the stars
And I ain't distracted by groupies and cars
Get in the booth, doing my part
Spitting the truth and poof I'm gone
I know I got ways to go
Still don't know which way to go
Spend a lot of time these days alone and no friends these days I stay at home (look)
I got some missed calls, a couple people that's pissed off
Right now I got stay working I'll hit you back when I get off
[Verse 2]
Yeah, gotta move quick
Got one shot hoping I don't miss
Equipped with nothing but a mic and a Mac and a pen and a pad every day in the lab better witness
Tracks get laid with a rap then I send it off to half for the mix
Done, love it
Rinse, repeat, new beat
Run it
All I gotta do is just keep going
Brand new beat I keep flowing
We going up, 4 of clubs on me my team loyal
We soaring, Destroying
Everything in my path (yeah)
Trying not to look back (woah)
Hoping this is gon' last
Never hold back ‘till I go back in an old Astin a whole castle with gold plaques in a big frame next to my name that's when I'll stop
Pages upon pages of these verses I been working is it worth it
Well one thing is for certain- I gave it all that I got
