The Elevator (feat. Ali the Terror) - Challz, The Ugly Professor & Challz Brown

1st floor decide what you'll be one day With a head full of comment and nothing to say 2nd floor mixed up it happens that way Soon you realize that listening don't pay 3rd floor in limbo, no easy moves Up or down it's time to choose (Chorus) The elevators going up Quick the door's about to shut Too late we're full just hang around It won't be long - it won't be long before it's down 4th floor the job hunt and all that you ask Is an honest day's pay for an honest day's graft 5th floor you may make a little more money Now it's apparent downstairs ain't so fuuny 6th floor a mortgage, a collar and tie 2 weeks vacation in june or july (Chorus) The elevators going up Quick the door's about to shut ... 7th floor expenses and private schools Pushing a pen you're not turning the tools 8th floor position, respect and acclaim Move up the 9th for fortune or fame 10th floor for investment and real estate Recouping the redies before it's tool late 11th floor the penthouse the final cut With a head full of comment and a mouth that stays shut (Chorus) The elevators going up Quick the door's about to shut ...

I was going back and forth today Take my time choosing what to say Now i'm gettin thrown like a tantrum Waiting for these drugs to kick in like a bass drum Now i'm finding it hard to breathe I was going back and forth today Take my time choosing what to say Now i'm gettin thrown like a tantrum Waiting for these drugs to kick in like a bass drum Now i'm finding it hard to breathe Well if you bumping this track then I'm sure you wanna know The absolute easiest way to stack dough You prolly working day jobs and cleaning someone else's mess So much stress ya got pain in ya chest Well sit and take notes I got knowledge to throw The only way to get by is stealing from the rich folk They got the nice cars and ice They pay the highest price just to gloat Don't feel bad, they got a boat First thing ya do is find a ballin ass crib Ya gotta lotta options, take ya time, get it in Ya betta do some diggin And try to find a spot that's not hot With limited the security and what not Find out when they leave and when they come back Rich fucks always got a tight schedule and all that Now jack a cheap ass car that you can use for the boost Better yet a set of stolen plates will do Head to the gun shop, and use all the cash ya got Once you got the heat, stash it under the seat To be sure they ain't home, give the front door a knock It's a rich dude's spot, so ya can't pick the lock Instead of that, head to the back and find a window Now put ya gloves on and punch it out like a bitch hoe Next thing ya know, ya on the inside But ya gotta be quick, set a timer for 5 and look alive I was going back and forth today Take my time choosing what to say Now I'm getting thrown like a tantrum Waiting for these drugs to kick in like a bass drum Now I'm finding it hard to breathe Now scope out the first floor, look for nice shit Wallets, keys, a watch anything you can get Check the house for false floors, cameras and trap doors Everything you see here tonight is now yours Find out where they sleep and check the sheets and flip the bed Check the closets anywhere you think they keep the bread But keep ya hand on the heat in case they come back Don't be afraid to blast 'em or stab 'em in the back Cause the only thing standing between you and the cash Is a bitch ass rat who can't even act Eventually you'll find more cheese than you can spend Escape the way you came in and watch the robbery end Now ya gotta act quick, and ditch the evidence Dispose of all ya clothes and shit and blow up the whip Figure out an alibi, maybe you was with a bitch And she sucked your dick so good you passed out and didn't do shit Or maybe you was driving down the street and fell asleep Cause ya dickhead boss makin ya work all week Whatever it is, stick with that shit until it ends And don't tell anybody, not even ya closest friends You'd be surprised how quick your homies hang ya out to dry They lie cause they ain't get they piece of the pie Well fuck all that, you earned every cent in the sack Just go home and count ya stacks and never look back It's Reid I was going back and forth today Take my time choosing what to say Now I'm getting thrown like a tantrum Waiting for these drugs to kick in like a bass drum Now I'm finding it hard to breathe (I was going back and forth today Take my time choosing what to say Now i'm getting thrown like a tantrum Waiting for these drugs to kick in like a bass drum Now i'm finding it hard to breath)

Break down your walls tonight We're here to sing for you Tear down your walls tonight We're here to scream for you! Break down your walls tonight We're here to sing for you Tear down your walls tonight We're here to scream for you Cold as ice on the darkest December Spark a flame from a small burning ember Trapped inside of this prison made of mirrors As I wait for that spark to ignite me Try to break through these walls that surround me I'm trapped inside of this prison made of mirrors I look to the sky But my walls keep building higher I'm surrounded by creations, I Need to feel alive I look to the sky But the answers all around me Oh I don't know why I have to try To take hold of my life The worst part of all Is I'm the one who holds the key (holds the key) Prison of my mind Only purpose sets me free And I have no purpose at all I'm floating and hoping For something to come break my fall I've lost my mind I've lost it all Now repeat after me... I walk I breathe I live A lie I walk I breathe I live A lie I walk I breathe I live A lie I walk I breathe I live A lie