Worldwide 2 - Kj-52, Goldinchild

It was me and Goldinchild rhyming in the spot

We was a crew at the time plus we getting hot

My group is on the rise plus we fin to pop

Plus we had a demo at the time that we fin to shop

Trying to spit on any mic we get to rock

From the clubs all the way to the ghetto spot

In the projects where they would just flip the rock

Where they used to hold the bricks kind of like a cinder block

So in between the boos that we get a lot

We be making moves no one is fin to stop

We rolling on ya crew plus come off the top

Two white dudes leaving ya crew all up in a shock

Almost lost my life one night just getting shot

One night when I was rhyming all up in the spot

But the only way I’m ever ever gonna stop

Is when my heart quits right there plus the casket drops

Worldwide international

Intellect dialect from the spiritual

The original born again miracle

Its worldwide international

Before we surrounded you like longitude and latitude

K was spitting that mathematical and radical

Now a day 52 travels international

Gold on a local with a vocal that will capture you

Feel like I’m back from a 20 year sabbatical

Cats ignore the truth but swear they kept it factual

Line upon line like I’m autobiographical

Pen by the masses saying it’s supernatural

Man listen I ain’t talking that witchcraft

No premantion when goldinchild spits that

Raw lyricism when the sprit of pen raps

Arm’s out stretched steady hugging the block man

We out for the lost army of nameless faces

We was on stages pushing the rock of ages

Me and K stay moving the crowd

SOI lifestyle never putting the mic down…