Artist: Hotbox f/ Jay Bizzy, Sean Price Album: Frostbite Song: Best Friends Typed by: timm2014@hotmail.com "These are the makings of you" [Verse One] [Jay Bizzy] Okay, I started writin' rhymes a long time ago Back when I couldn't even find a hoe Now they show me love, like they behind me yo Because they know I have potential to be signed with doe Or maybe it's my charm cause when I shine I glow And I don't see the harm in gettin' mine, you know? But it don't happen overnight it takes time to grow Tryin' to find my flow since I was nine years old Stayed on my grind fo' sho', now hey, I'm a pro Did all kind of shows, not a dime at all But still I'm payin' dues, so what you whinin' fo? Rap is like a mountain, need to climb it slow Before you get to forty, got to find your doe But don't be surprised if there's a line up yo Pimpin' ain't for love then what your rhymin' fo? I run a diamond store, droppin' gems since my time to go [Chorus] [Jay Bizzy] I remember way back then When I was comin' up you was there for me, my best friend Know that, you the reason why I pick up the pen I tell the DJ to play the record again Record again [Verse Two] [Sean Price] Listen Lincoln Continental Sean monumental, arm, leg, leg, arm But it all start in the mental Sean Price the government P Body the nickname Smoke my blunt, holdin' my nuts, watch the Knick game Might pop a pill, but the god never sniff cane Metro card carrier A legend on the six train Wack back then, matter of fact ain't shit changed Stay cruddy nigga, I'm better than y'all Get a knife but yet I feel it's better to brawl, nigga Fuck it, just gutted a broad Pussy ass nigga For real Ayo meet the thorough private jet plane leavin' for Cheetoborough Now I'm broke in coach, smugglin' coke Sean Price dope like heroine in your arm Put the needle to my vein and remember my moms Rest in peace [echos] [Verse Three] [Jay Bizzy] Okay, I remember you were my best friend The pen in my left hand, the rest than is history It's Jay Bizzy The motherfucker can't play with me So it's a cuss, ? charts to make the food, so I stay shifty Ain't got no day job No nine to five, I gotta play hard and take charge And praise God For watchin' over me all the times I knew I wasn't alone He gave me strength on the microphone Of course I give it all that I got And live it up, I don't wanna wake up 40 like my life is gone And yeah, I'm all grown, I know right from wrong But lord forgive me if I ain't that strong But sometimes I look back And ask myself, "Is this all gonna pay off? I know a little cash would help." But I'd rather live in debt than to live with regrets It's in my heart and I could never forget [Chorus] [Jay Bizzy] I remember way back then When I was comin' up you was there for me, my best friend Know that, you the reason why I pick up the pen I tell the DJ to play the record again Record again