Done Deal

[MURS]

It's the end of the beginning

So I thought it only right that I bring along the

motherfuckers I started this shit with

2003MG Melancholy Gypsys

MURS, Scarub, Eligh

[Eligh]

To do it right in life is just an angle breakin'

Make or break myself in the matter of moments under discretion

With lessons upon the forefront, My life is in the breeze

Makin' my knees squeak beggin' my soul to please speak

Universal guides then listen, trouble sometimes blister my vision

But I've enlisted my mind for the full mission

Not bullshittin' on a stoop with a stool pigeon

Talkin' about "What'chu gonna do in the future?"

"Movin' up the ladder with ass kissin'."

I'm on my last mission in life

Dumping through the middle grounds like a junkyard dog in a prowl

Guarding my bow throwin' in the towel when it's right

Until then I'm walking towards the light with my sword drawn from a fight

Doing everything bad that happens has an opposite reaction

Keep my feet on traction, until my goals in life are right in front of my face

And I can smell, touch and taste what I've been workin' for

I'll be walkin' out the front door

[Chorus 2X]

It's a done deal, do it 'til it's done

'Cause the movement don't stop 'til the rising sun

It's a done deal, let's have a little fun

'Cause the movement don't stop 'til the rising sun

[MURS]

I'm talking done deal, closed case

Ain't no time for looking back on the road you take

You gotta claim your spot, nobody hold your place

Ain't no time to preach about time you chose to waste

You gotta mold your fate, hold your weight

All my peoples NY to the Golden Gate

Who know the rap about the breed and the gold is fake

How we all supposed to eat when they want the whole cake?

Niggas want all the dough, but never learn to bake

So they rise too fast and they burn the plate

But I'm concerned with fate, and watch the turns I take

Know this world is affected by the moves you make

So I ain't gotta stop moving just to prove you fake

Just spit these real raps to get this real estate

So I can steal your fanbase and steal your date

Won't have a soul mate until I meet my soul mate

[Chorus 2X]

[Scarub]

It's like I'm type of walking towards heaven through hell

Everyday it's something new, I'll make it through; so many fell off

Whoever knew it cost so much to clutch a dream

In between the thumb and the index lies a small space for mistakes

The indication for almost

Sometimes you hold it until you face to magnify how

close you came in life to something

That you measure up to

I know that pain like my enemy

Slap my ass when I'm born, and will hold my hand when it's the end of me

The lessons learned in between these two extremes feed me energy

I keep it moving with the force of a crane

where the steel ball's just swinging at the end

All it takes is one pen to tap these words out like

Morse code over your eardrums

To speak to your spirit

Intoxicate you with my speech to crash crew like drunk driving

Whether it be freestyling or stage diving I float over these weak rappers

Like volcanic islands, I got a fire in me

[Chorus 2X]