5 Minutes feat. The Procussions

5 minutes Yo Check this out Welcome to the stage where you can Feel the heat From the bodies pressed together just to hear you speak Yo, I wonder What makes you wanna stand in line Will they step to the jam and understand the rhyme It’s almost show-time When we enter the show case and we’re Eye to eye Face to face With my people that be filling the place, I listen as Music starts filling the space What’s occupied by empty nest Left by anticipation Be hell to get your spot Yo, they’re Tired of waiting. Better start praying My spirituality checks Like a moment of truth Or a reality check Plus, it sets the mood It’s easy to forget what is true If I lost focus on the why and who And the where It’s right here Right now. The backstage We hopin’ to raise some eye brows Cause, hey We might ground ‘til the lights go Down at the ve-nue I’m hoping that they Let us continue like encore We got more If they want more To unlock doors (is) The reason why we came on tour You want s’more? I think about the path laid before us/If you wanna be prepared We better practice before it’s like One, two, three, four Hey (hey) you (you), out there We bringing it live All you listening, rise So tell a friend that We (we) just (just) want to spread love (that’s all) The Procussions came to do it for y’all (say) (x2) Why? Who’s voice-over am I supposed to be doing? You’re supposed to get strolls Chill, chill We’ll get it/ we’ll get it The stage is set for the proceeding event Start time’s around nine/ I guess we’ll go around ten Throw the promos in better And the merchant will purchase The first to the venue But the last to get a sound check. Perfect image for the master of conversation The kids attacking the entrance From the inauguration to the finish They listening to the headline & act So the goal is to expand the attention span enough for us We gotta get’em up in hits Leave the opening act The underdogs’ struggling with the mission And humble beginnings / begin rehearsing the show, reciting each line Yo Procussions, five minutes to show time Yo, seven minutes ago My arms full, eyes closed Now all boarded by the guy at the door I’ll just blow up with the sole of my feet Feeling grounded indeed I’m prison guard for the rap that I breathe We proceed in the rant stage right Only guided by the sound of a kick Wall bricks red lights I’m seeing a small fight in front row The blows get thrown Exchanging words and now it’s under control Clock is telling me it’s quarter to ten I’m telling Jay that I’m ready But can’t remember how the chorus begins In my mind, I got it almost right And just then, I hear a voice speaking into the mic. …go down So right about now we got Mr. Jay, Rez & Maestro of the Procussions Ready to come out here and rock it for y’all For real, you need to pack the front because these brothas… (fade) Here we go One, two, three, four Hey (hey) you (you), out there We bringing it live All you listening, rise So tell a friend that we (we) just (just) want to spread love (that’s all) the Procussions came to do it for y’all (say) (x2)