Walk Away - Big Shug

Yeah put the mic down son

You done got all you can get from the game

Go 'head and walk away, I got this now, f’real

I went from, street fighter to beat writer

Since I spit it from the heart I’m hip-hop's insider

With a feel for the game pop cats’ll never feel

When you fantasize gangster you could never be real

But from the game, some are so far removed

They transfer themselves into brand new dudes

Brand new moves brand new, attitude

Greedy motherfuckers won’t share they food

So we dig deep, reminded of our time on the streets

As we sit back and watch these cats turn sweet

They so sweet, but claim to be thug

I guess that’s the effect of your mind on drugs

Stay so high, you feel you can fly

When you come down, you feel you wanna die

I see the eyes, you definitely a lost man

No longer the boss man, you payin the cost man

Walk away

Let’s face it son, it’s been, over for you

Personally, I never, supported your view

How could a man, tell another man what to do

Just to try to sell a million records, or two

Your lost your soul your guts, a long time ago

Youse a copycat dude with a copycat flow

Copycat tracks, copycat fans

I guess now youse, a copycat man

Enjoy your 15 minutes, it’s a short time

I know you don’t care cause you got Shug’s rhyme

Soon to be out of the game, no lights no fame

But plenty of drugs, to the brain

Was it worth it?

Yes, for financial gain

But for the rest of your life you wake up with pain

Now you don’t have a clue on the next move to do

It’s like you never happened, it’s like no you

Walk away son