Statik Selektah, Reks, Termanology, JFK, Ea$y Money and Harley Harl - Full Circle (Showoff Crew)

Round Trip (2008)
Long time comin' ain't it?
Full Circle (Statik Selektah)
('Round and 'round, 'round we go)
Round Trip, come
Showoff

Once upon a time not long ago
There was some kids from Mass that just wanted to flow
We would break dance, DJ and MC
Now I'm showin' my age, we started back in the 90's
When the rappin' was grimey and the beats was raw
Linoleum on the floor and graffiti on the wall
Fast forward now and we all got catalog
Been around the world doin' shows and tours
Put our city on the map and we open up the doors
For the next generation, made it easy for y'all
So much change, we all got kids and cribs
Grew up poor but made sure our children never did
Showoff vs everybody, legendary parties
Ladies in lingerie, we puffin' that Bob Marley
Tore it down with my brothers from the stage to the booth
Hip Hop, you the love of my life and that's true

Words limited blurred images, sure to reminisce the urge
When is your track finished it's time served
Sentences benefited from what I observed
The pure proof in the hangover, pain over
Nerve of us, beefin' in the elevator
Tryna separate us, still emotion be a part of our greatness
Please concur, grim creeper talk
Keep a grub for the law
Hardcore recording in the BX, me and T blessed
And the rest is history
Drink Champs for the podcast
Symmetry may our past remind y'all
Chemistry is born in the cypher
A cypher is a circle
A circle full when it's universal
Keep showin' off
Let's journey back to all the pain, all the hurt inside
If you had a verse that'll be first in line
Showoff face, man, we was all servin' time
Boston to NY it was worth the ride
Eyes in my rearview we made classics
Music was never off, we was awake rappin'
Up late 2008 we stay craftin'
Head poundin' full circle like an aspirin (come on)
Nowadays the facts is this
After sixteen years we'll be rappin' my bid
There'll be no Spell My Name Right, no Stick To The Script
Showoff is the label, Round Trip

One love my brother Statik, God bless your heart
My somewhat rap career, you were an integral part (word)
Gave me your platform so I could spread my art
Fuck what they heard, it's Showoff 'til death do us part
From hundreds at shows gettin' drunk with my bros
We in that basement going dumb with the flows
Beats from Premier even 9th Wonder I owe
To my brother for sure
To wild times where we was almost coming to blows
Fuck it, it's under the rug
Take the good with the bad, the bad get trumped by the love
Fill a glass, raise it up up for my bruv
Reks, JFK, Term too
We had to bring it full circle

('Round and 'round, 'round we go)
(Full circle)
('Round and 'round, 'round we go)
(You showin' off with Statik)
(Full circle)
And all I got left in the end is my best friends
And we all goin' out full circle
('Round and 'round, 'round we go)
(You showin' off with Statik)
(Full circle)

You showin' off? I'm showin' off
This DJ Premiere and Show Off Records is all real
Grim Creepers let's creep
What do you do?
I just go from place to place, do what I do best
What's that? (Show off)
There is not a cause for alarm
They, uh, many of the things that what we said were one hundred percent correct
I'm officially declaring a national emergency

It's okay
(Go 'head, I see you)
Everyone's okay (Statik Selektah)
It's okay
It'll be okay
Everyone's okay (Round Trip)
It's okay
It's okay, oh
It's okay, okay
It's okay
Everyone's o-okay (Round Trip)
It's okay

Written by:
Daniel Carillo, Corey Isaiah Christie, Jason Fleming, Harley Harl, Ed Rivera

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