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Can't Relate (Cradle Orchestra Remix) - Saint
Yeah uh new york long island
Les to the t dot
Emskee moonshine saint
To my man j soul he just can't relate
To my man anti just can't relate
To my man emskee he just can't relate
To my man moonshine come on
For kids who did bids in cribs and on corners
This one goes out to kids
Who transformed the artform
To something the world could translate
But to what the world called rap I can't relate
And what the kids call flashy
And them girls call classy
I call ashy a** cheeks it's not what I feel
I drop bills hardly now because when you
Ain't fresh pressed then it's hard to be down
But I don't mean to sound like a negative dude
Cuz I'm not that I'm positive
My perogative is not common
It's a formula known to those
Who don't condone those form and clothes
And only to those who get it the chosen the few
The rest get the gas face
Come the moment of truth
It's a shame how cats get a name now
That's great but the fact remains
I can't relate to it
Money and murder with the stories
About pushing weight
I just can't relate
Fly cars and yacht to prove that
Your mansion's state
I just can't relate
Corny beats and never put your hands
Inside a crate
I just can't relate
Fake on the mic but considered one of the greats
I just can't relate
Ahh frustrated with these saturated fat flows
And cornballs with endless rhymes on cars and hoes
I can't relate it in any shape form or fashion
Clothes don't make a man or a plan for ill rapping
So what's the buzz tell me what's happening
Are you real or are you still gun clappening
Another joint about chrome rims and fashion trends
You see the light or should I
Repeat the facts again
Yeah emskee's like a 20 year veteran
Peddling to get my props in this hip hop
I gotta stop the pop like perpetrating princes
From trying to take up space
In this crazy business
The instant you talking to a grown man
With no grams
With plans to change dues
Taking you back like slow jams
On the other side I considered the fakes
With the real population people just can't relate
Money and murder with the stories
About pushing weight
I just can't relate
Fly cars and yacht to prove
That your mansion's state
I just can't relate
Corny beats and never put your hands
Inside a crate
I just can't relate
Fake on the mic but considered one of the greats
I just can't relate
Don't you feel like time moves too fast
That it passed in the blink of an eye
I try and think why it seemed each month
Hopped jumped and skipped the last
Why the sand falls around curves in the hour glass
I laugh when I reminsice over this
I think back to when I would wish for
A glimpse of the future
I used to think I'd be used to the rooster crowing
And the youth outgrowing the mindset
My minds set the mode
But my gift didn't add up
Respecting dudes was expected
And I was like f**k that off that reckless step
They don't buck when they come to it
Like an old dog learning new tricks
For the pups who don't get it
I'm trying to remix
Let me remind ya'll that
The meekest geek is saint
Had to demonstrate that we can't relate come on
Money and murder with the stories
About pushing weight
I just can't relate
Fly cars and yacht to prove
That your mansion's state
I just can't relate
Corny beats and never put your hands
Inside a crate
I just can't relate
Fake on the mic but considered one of the greats
I just can't relate
Money and murder with the stories
About pushing weight
I just can't relate
Fly cars and yacht to prove
That your mansion's state
I just can't relate
Corny beats and never put your hands
Inside a crate
I just can't relate
Fake on the mic but considered one of the greats
I just can't relate
