We Got Now

Ye-yeah, one more time, one last number Chaundon, where you at, nigga? It's the future right here, man We startin' it right now, let's get it goin', Big Pooh, uh My attitude real shitty, temper short My mind cluttered like the streets of New York I ain't tryin' to take a "L" 'cause I casually fought This shit, real serious not casual sport Let time fly by as I pen these thoughts And I'm speedin' through life wit my car in park And even in the day sometimes it's dark And that cloud hoverin' low is not the worst part Second guessin' yourself, tryin' to remain sharp See niggas blowin' up, who ain't got yo, spark, uh And that alone is a burden to carry Either you'll get strong or you'll get buried And rap keep plenty room in the cemetery Pull out your Blackberry's, change yo itineraries I mean you could be the shit today Then tomorrow wake up, fame blown away And homey, on the real, ain't nothin' you can say That's why I work hard now, got later to lay In the sands on the beach, mixin' drinks wit Belvy The world gon' remember my name, motherfuckers Now they heard some of yo' songs and peeped you from the side And watched yo videos and seen the car you drive Chill and we know what to expect, my nigga Done seen it all before, I ain't impressed, my nigga But they heard some of our songs and peeped us from the side And came out to the shows and seen us on the grind Chill and this is how we get down, motherfuckers We don't care who got next, this is now, motherfuckers I tried to work with niggas, don't wanna jerk them niggas But everybody runnin' around thinkin' they murderers Gave birth to niggas and when I burp them niggas The spit up old lines that I fed to them earlier And this is what the state of hip-hop is like I'm thinkin', "Damn, this cannot be right" And I agree that everybody's a biter but if you Xerox the style Then that's infringin' on my copy, right? It's the bottom of the 9th with no extra innings And we all in the game tryin' to collect our pennants And from the old school, I'm a direct descendant And y'all can feel it at the end of each and every sentence 'Cause underground rap is just incense and gimmicks An image, they phone in for ten cents a minute I knew that since I entered, the rap game, my style Would have niggas takin' it back but what about now? I think about the youth and how their minds are so closed 'Cause now "Rap City" look like "Video Soul" And that's a sad state of affairs but no need to despair 'Cause we the next ones that's takin' it there, ya know Now they heard some of yo songs and peeped you from the side And watched yo videos and seen the car you drive Chill and we know what to expect, my nigga Done seen it all before, I ain't impressed, my nigga But they heard some of our songs and peeped us from the side And came out to the shows and seen us on the grind Chill and this is how we get down, motherfuckers We don't care who got next, this is now, motherfuckers A note to my opponents, yeah, I got now And I always got next 'cause I seize every moment I'm an opportunist with ambition, keep an eye On that number one spot before it wind up missin' And the heart of this being is the art of MC-in' I feel I'm God with the flow 'cause people started believin' Huh, so what I'm cocky, who gon' stop me? Twist hoes, leave 'em knock knead, smile for paparazzi This is how I get down, got a crib in every hood So I'm always the hottest nigga in town Hate it or love it, who fuckin' with our music? Yeah, y'all niggas are the shit when it comes to bowel movements Pooh showed and proved it, can't sleep on his game 'Te converted all the currency with foreign exchange Up next to rock the booth is a rapper named Chaundon The Bronx Borough President with "No Excuses" Doubtin' me is foolish, don't ask who produced this Knowin' damn well only 9th can do this, huh It's no secret, Lyor even know When me and Little Brother flow, it's guaranteed another video Now they heard some of yo songs and peeped you from the side And watched yo videos and seen the car you drive Chill and we know what to expect, my nigga Done seen it all before, I ain't impressed, my nigga But they heard some of our songs and peeped us from the side And came out to the shows and seen us on the grind Chill and this is how we get down, motherfuckers We don't care who got next, this is now, motherfuckers On behalf of myself, Phonte, Big Pooh and 9th Wonder And the whole cast of 'The Minstrel Show' I wanna thank y'all for watchin' this shit I ain't gon' front, only reason I took this job 'Cause I need the money, I don't need, yo, I ain't gon' front I don't give a fuck if UBN pull the plug on me, dawg, I-I gotta be real Y'all really wanna know how I feel about 'The Minstrel Show'? Y'all really wanna know how I feel about UBN? These goddamn crackers get on my motherfuck