alright now,
be my one two
uh, and it go
all rough and rugged when you dressing for mass
and my attitude is "fuck it" cause motherfuckers love it
"Fuck It!"
Cause motherfuckers love it x2
I got a, chip on my shoulder the size of a golden nugget in Vegas
fucking being famous
I came to get the buzz
I came to get the buzz
I came to get the buzz
Hold on, here it go x8
Never had a lot and still we made it work man
Now we on the road like dollar cabs and church vans
Write about experiences from the first-hand
To judge a book by its appearance might be the worst plan
My momma raised me well
def my momma made me a blessed man
My momma told me give them hell, don't be a yes mam
Yes mam, that I do
I got them shook like big-foot timber roofs
I get them outie like something and tootaloos
I'm from Atlanta like chick-fil-a's and hootie-hoos
I was brought up on booty shaking soul food
And I was taught to let bass quake in old school
My grandma got a reincheck on alba math
If you ever in Atlanta you should grip a slab
I spent my summer doing dishes and my uncle asked:
"you working hard or you working smart" then he would laugh
'Cause he knew that lunch brunch was busting my ass
Said its more important do it right than do it fast
Take six months to build a Rolls Royce
Thirteen hours to build a Toyota, do the math
I did the dishes already, but y'all can get a glass
And toast to the moment and hope this time will last
But there's the threatbacks and there'll be set backs
I'm trying to make it in America, respect that
That I too Sing America Langston Hughes that
I'm from the South where the bible belts and the blues at
Out in Atlanta City where the house of blues at
If life is a gamble this way you lose that
Hold on to these words nigga don't lose that
you feel that fire in your gut, you got to use that
don't just be sitting on your butt, you got to move that
They said i'm the one, I got to prove that
(And it go)
all rough and rugged when you dressing for mass
and my attitude is "fuck it" cause motherfuckers love it
"Fuck It!"
Cause motherfuckers love it x2
I got a, chip on my shoulder the size of a golden nugget in Vegas
fucking being famous
I came to get the buzz
I came to get the buzz
I came to get the buzz
Hold on, here it go x8
Who's the greatest? Ain't no greatest ain't no gods here
Ain't no Poseidon or Zeus or Hades we all clear?
Roll with the Titans be enlightened we ain't fighting fair
When in Rome do as the Romans do
If this go over your head, you ain't on my level right?
And if I go too deep you got your shovel right?
I write with a passion, it's like my call to action
At an open mic? I'm like Jessie Jackson
Spit like brother Malcolm battle at a bullet speech
Tough as Martin Luther King that I have a dream
and address it from the Lincoln memorial
The revolution won't be televised because the ratings would be horrible hmmph?
I'm like yo Scott Ham wearing the latest fashion
At a stage of my life where trendy ain't a fashion
It so happens that classics never get old
Translate but classics never get told
Hit the road Jack
20 years and it mows you back
Like Jamque's polka dots you notice that?
But I want to be remembered just like every December
When you hear them sang Christmas carols
Valentine sang Cupid arrows
Picutures like this you start to reminesce like
"uh, see how smooth keep rock shit?"
more lines here
(you tell 'em)
Hold on, here it go x a bunch
hold on x a bunch
hold on here it go
hold on x a bunch