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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Showtime Ramon
Showtime Ramon
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joseph Elory Luna-Bell
Joseph Elory Luna-Bell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
ProjectPorter
ProjectPorter
Producer

Lyrics

Yo, it's a cold case, I leave the scene without a trace
In a fast whip so I'm with a chase I up the pace
I ain't looking back, need for speed, I win the race
Almost up the mountain, the finish line, I'm in first place
Behind the wheel with a scope, I'm aiming for the top
Had to persevere just to get here, I scratched n fought
Never stopped, all the hurdles and gates I hopped
I got the lead in the fourth quarter and got the rock
No mercy, I'm cold hearted with frozen veins
Spit flame from Sac town to Bangor, Maine
Think I'm Prince, I'm getting head under purple rain
I've been a legend, way before the financial gain
The fast cars, house in the hills and imported tools
Gem spitter, my aura shine like foreign jewels
Hard knocks, my rhyme pad like the Jordan rules
They ain't on my level, my rank high like the Jordan Bulls
Did it on my own, my skill double o agent
Now I'm on the up, everything around me is changing
She a work of art, pin her to the wall like a painting
Money in the bank, I'm up the ladder and hanging, damn
Yo, it's a cold case, I leave the scene without a trace
In a fast whip so I'm with a chase I up the pace
I ain't looking back, need for speed, I win the race
Almost up the mountain, the finish line, I'm in first place
Written by: Joseph Elory Luna-Bell
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