Go hard or go home! | Go hard or go home! | Go hard or go
Home! | Go hard or go home!
Ok, Around the way, they say that boy cold with the written shit |
So cold man his tongue froze spittin' it | Everybody wanna know
"Is he getting' it?" | But the only way he know is to live this
Shit | Years ago really, who would've dreamt of it? | Overseas
Doing shows really killin' it | Young boy dreaming about the car
Dealership | A bunch of hoes that want life-long memberships |
This is the realest shit, you gotta feel this shit | Been blessed
All because of the penmanship | Get dressed, do beats with
Due diligence | Can't rest until the whole world hear 'em spit |
You can hear he put blood, sweat, and tears in this | So every
Year you hear 'em, is the year of Print | It sound mean, but dog
I don't wanna hear ya shit | My minds a machine, sometimes
You can hear it click | Who got the biggest click? I could give
A shit | I roll so heavy solo you can probably feel my steps | I
Test mics but the rhyme's no experiment | It's proven through
Trial and error plus experience | Rappers in they bag looking for
The biggest trick | But even in the smallest things he can hear
A hit | Isolate the main part where the spirit is | Then magnify
It in size until it's a hit | I put things in places where they
Shouldn't fit | I put drinks in my body that you shouldn't mix |
I ride a mountain bike and run through a slew of chicks | It's
No fucking question if I really do this shit | Bitch, I live where
The yen and yang intersect | My perfect day is to make a beat
Then have sex | Then laugh with the fellas and a can of Pabst |
Kissin' the sky like my man Jimi Hendrix did | Fuck what you're
Interest is, and what got you into this | The rhyme is the only
Thing that matter to a lyricist | There's no way that I can keep
Going in like this | Because the good die young like Dilla did |
My progression never ends, so I can never rest | Every rhyme is
Like climbing Mount Everest | Every beat is like running up stair
Steps | Except I don't celebrate when I reach the crest | My
Entire mind-state is to be the best | Not the hot new trend that
You think is fresh | I don't care which path is the friendliest |
I'mma take the one that got no trace of human steps | I'mma
Tear rap down then rebuild the shit | With total disregard to if
The pieces even fit | Reintroduce it to you with an unfamiliar
Twist | Make it feel new to you like fucking a different bitch