WettoC - BackSeat Freestyle Lyrics

Windows down, ridin' slow past the avenue
Backseat cypher, kick a rhyme, let me pass it through
Noddin' to the beat like a fiend off a habit
Spit so smooth, you would think it was a classic

Streetlights flicker, time movin' like a loop
Summertime feel, got my squad and my troops
Runnin' through the block, hit the store for a juice

Boom, bap, real rap, bring it back one time
Raw cuts, no cap, let it slap, rewind
From the bus stops, to the rooftops, to the corners and trains, To the poets spittin' in the rain

Told my moms I'd be home 'fore the streetlights on
But this beat too strong, got me stuck in my zone
808s shake the trunk while we glide through the city
Got a dream, got a tape, and a team ridin' wit me

Cypher in the lot, pass the mic, let it bless ya
Spit it so raw, you can feel it like a lecture

Every bar scribed like a note from the past
Every flow time-stamped, they all know that the real gon' last

Young minds driftin', lost in the system
All we had was rap and a wish for somethin' different
Freestylin' like the world ain't tryna hold us back
Made a song out of struggle, put the pain on wax

One more verse, let me speak my truth
Ain't no money in my pockets, but my rhymes still proof
That a kid with a dream, with a mic, with a scheme
Can flip a couple bars and rewrite what he seen

Let the beat fade slow, let the sun go dim
Another night, another story, another tale in the wind
This for the ones in the back, in the cut, on the rise
We just here for the moment, let the real ones shine