Lyrics The Afterlife -Interlude- - TReBeats , Mister Personal

Not because we gotta motherfucker cuz we
Swinging around and singing
Yo we vibing in the afterlife lemme break it down yo
Not because we gotta motherfucker cuz we
Swinging around and singing
Yo we vibing in the afterlife lemme break it down yo

Gone for now but i guess we back in a sec
They never understood the passion
That kept me live on the set but now they
Playing ball with the gods crossovers the best
They never thought a lycan can travel back from the dead
I got some purple kush from prince
Smoking clouds are my shoes
Ain't no killing my vibes Armstrong is playing the blues
No strange town everything dancing the same rounds
Left everything behind i feel good i'm with James Brown
Pusher man on mayfield street i roll with Curtis
Trouble man with Marvin this heaven ain't got no curtains
Ali is on the mic vicious yo with them gloves
Pryor is doing stand up styling on m like a boss
The Thrill is gone i'm lounging with BB King
Everything under a spell yo when Nina sing
Ganja farming with Bob painting pictures with Ross
Davis is doing miles of styles yo like so what
Moses yo owns a court balling yo like Malone
Sam Cooke still singing to you girl bring it on home
All homage p just keeping it real
If you ain't down with none above
You out the door by uncle Phill

Not because we gotta motherfucker cuz we
Swinging around and singing
Yo we vibing in the afterlife lemme break it down yo
Not because we gotta motherfucker cuz we
Swinging around and singing
Yo we vibing in the afterlife lemme break it down yo

Not because we gotta motherfucker cuz we
Swinging around and singing
Yo we vibing in the afterlife lemme break it down yo
Not because we gotta motherfucker cuz we
Swinging around and singing
Yo we vibing in the afterlife lemme break it down yo