Always - Fredfades, Ivan Ave, The Koreatown Oddity

No no, you can’t see me

I don’t wanna see them either

Better pray I don’t see em'

Last time I seen em' was in the spice isle lookin' salty

I stepped out with some warm brew in a cold breeze

On my way to catch a airplane, go overseas

Childhood dreams, looked down from the window seat like

Who on the boulevard be spittin' like Ave?

I got newborns and dying folks giving me dap

I got two arms three legs kickin' these raps

All three falling asleep when I listen to cats

Always

Outta pocket like a grown kangaroo

They can’t see me on a cloudy afternoon, Ave

You can catch me in some panties near you

Or sharing fruits with Akashik on some Mutual I shit

We on that other tip till the mothership appears

The humble hustle will document the fields

We lost some good ones, lost in their ways

But through these sounds we will be here always

Peace

I don’t know what they want from me

Can’t you see?

I’m giving you everything

Mobbin' down my block with a arm full of records

Swosh, disintegrated on my Cortez’es

In my head I hear the chords from The Message

Especially when life is pushing me closer towards the edge is

Gotta keep my boat rowing towards the treasures

Gotta keep it going for the legends

Things is lookin' good as baby girl in them leggings

When you gotta do a double take to see it for a few more seconds

Always stay in tune with these blessings

Even when they in disguise, but I’m like they ain’t gotta hide

A nigga stock on the incline

And those tryin' to deny, I’m like why the fuck you lyin'?

Always

Yeah, MED

Some real shit going down

Look

Came up from the bottom like

Air bubbles and Sprite, day and nite

Live my life the?

My click long sided

Move ?, move interlude when I rhyme

MED outta groove like a diamond 4'5 static for the candid

Duvets for the 2 step, music for the grind made me Hugh Hefs

Cross planets, more Ex’s than mathematics

On good terms of return sex and cooked salmon

Champion Sound pounding out the Benz wagon

Speedin',?

Behind tent leanin'

Speakin' of the inner ways

See the scheme of waist

Meditatin' lightning zage prayin' on better days

Lately I don’t trust none

Come from age, laying low as customs

We gettin' paid, haze cloud is the only shade around

And memory of?

Will always hold it down for the OX C

Sincerely yours MED

Bitch nigga