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(feat. Alexander "Evoke" Bermudez)[Intro]Niggaz nowadays, I just think they ungratefulYnahmsayin? They comin in outta the gameThey give up, ynahmsayin?They don't really struggle and hustle and do what they gotta do (true)I remember back in the days, ynahmsayin?Remember like, you couldn't afford like Fruity PebblesWe had Kabooms (Kabooms, yea)Ynahmsayin? [laughs]You know you couldn't afford Captain CrunchYou had King Vitamines, ynahmsayin?It came in the bag, ynahmean?Kids nowadays don't understand, ynahmsayin?You gotta do what you gotta do to get on and struggleAnd survive in this game, ynahmean?That's real though[Verse One]I got knowledge condensed in the space of my brainWords, definitions, and cultures from Africa to SpainYou know my name, so I won't repeat itJust know that I could do any type of job, when the work is neededThat's why I stopped gettin weededI stopped cigarettes too, cold turkeyBecause I ain't need itAll you need is will power, strength, and faith, belie
ve itAnything you set your mind to do, you can achieve itAll that negative no-can-do attitude, delete itPray to whoever you pray to: Allah, Jah, or JesusI dropped outta high school but in my mind I'm a geniusSo I made it further than dudes with a GED didThen I reached in the deepness of creasesRead books and Shakesperian masterpiecesBurned textbooks given out by my teachersThat's why history to me is feces, I exorcise those demonsThose who are fictitious and fececiousDon't get it twisted, this ain't my album, it's a thesisWritten with heart and soul, better than decentBlood, sweat, and tears just to hear the cheers from the bleachers[Chorus]You gotta grind, you gotta struggle, you gotta hustle to get... In this world you need, plus hard work and painIf you afraid to bleed to achieve... From fame and love, from name to shineYou gotta move fast, can't waisting time, I did... To create a new flow, let's get it and goAnd if you fuck up only Heaven'll know... 'Cause anything goes[Verse Tw
o]I rocked one pair of sneakers per school year, now listenIf they got scuffed I covered it up with RiffinMy Mom sewed the holes in the kitchenMy clothes got sewed so much it looked like my clothes got stitchesSo I went to school tryin not to look bummyAnd I swore one day, when I got my hands on some moneyI'd take the twelve inch cuffs outta my jeans so I wouldn't look funnyBut Mommy got a good job and now I'm fillin my tummyI bless her for the support so we wouldn't stay hungryPut name brands on the back, now we look like new moneySo fresh, so clean, so now all the girls gonna want meAnd fifth racists grade girls wanna dry hump meWe takin week long trips, drivin cross-countryIn a new family whip, the neighbourhood loved meWatching a portable TV in the back, I feel luckyLaughing at Frank, smack Lamont and call him "big dummy"And this, all because of my Moms, big upMy Dad was around but when he passed she didn't give upShe worked hard to keep her chin up and dress her kids upWe d
id...[Chorus]You gotta grind, you gotta struggle, you gotta hustle to get... In this world you need, plus hard work and painIf you afraid to bleed to achieve... From fame and love, from name to shineYou gotta move fast, can't waisting time, I did... To create a new flow, let's get it and goAnd if you fuck up only Heaven'll know... 'Cause anything goes[Verse Three]My songs are scripted from visions of the pastI've lived different lives, I'm one of the lastPoets, my motive is to show kidsMy flow is the closest to what a G.O.A.T. isThe most gifted of all time to ever hold a mic and explode itRebuild it to a golden rod, I get respect from the older godsTo represent this culture hard and promote itWhat's the odds of me makin it to the hills? I aloneAnd being the only owner of like four hundred carsI'm tryin to make numbers like AvonBut I remain underground, me and my squadI wanna be on the cover of Fortune 500 burnin some KronI wanna own first company to employ all of the ghettoFor good
paying jobs, so I pray to God for help, wisdom, and a million for my momsSo when the mic is in my palm I spit it like I was strapped to a bombGet it right, don't get it twistedI'm grown now, so the rich and lavish life: I'm tryin to live itWithout the same attitude of some of you midgetsI want my son to know his dad had a humbler image[Chorus]You gotta grind, you gotta struggle, you gotta hustle to get... In this world you need, plus hard work and painIf you afraid to bleed to achieve... From fame and love, from name to shineYou gotta move fast, can't waisting time, I did... To create a new flow, let's get it and goAnd if you fuck up only Heaven'll know... 'Cause anything goes[Outro: "Napoleon Dynamite" Parody Skit - Chip, Bonaparte][C] I'm the greatest tech seed there could ever be[C] The guy that you'll never see[C] Sort of like the ghost in the wind[C] I can't control what flows from within[C] My lyrics spew from my heart[C] And I tear wack emcees apart[B] Hey Chip! Get
off the flippin computer![C] What do you want Bonaparte? I'm busy[B] What are you so busy with?[C] I'm in the middle of my chatroom meeting[B] Well hurry up! I wanna pre-order the new Pumpkinhead album[C] I didn't know he had a new one[B] It's called "Orange Moon Over Brooklyn"[C] Well that's pretty cool[C] Did you hear "Cool Music, Volume One"?[B] Heck yes I did! It's flippin sweet![C] Well Laquita and I were only feeling the guest appearances[C] I was pretty T.O.'d 'cause I could've spent my ten bucks on Half A Dollar's album[B] Gross! You have like the worst taste ever![C] Bonaparte, like anyone could ever know that[B] Well this is an official album[B] He signed to SoulSpazm records[C] Well, I guess you could say he's getting pretty serious[B] Freaking idiot! I should beat you with my nunchucks[C] I wish you wouldn't talk to me like that[C] We both know I'm training to be a cage fighter[B] I wish you would get outta my life and shut up![C] You're just mad 'cause Pu
mpkinhead isn't better than Half A Dollar[C] He's a millionaire[B] I could make that much money in five seconds![C] Yea right Bonaparte! This guy's muscular, I heard Pumpkinhead was fat[B] He's not fat, he's just strong like a liger[C] Well Pamela got an autographed copy of his new album[B] Lucky![C] I would buy it if it came with a gold bracelet or something[B] Marco Polo produced the whole album so he has a buttload of great beats[C] That's what I'm talking about! Well, here, I'm done with the computer[C] Peace out![B] Freakin idiot! Gosh! [exhales loudly]