[Intro]
Keep it movin'. Weightless. Keep it live. Columbus, Ohio. Don't stop, don't stop.
Campus legends. Ohio State. Keep it movin'. To all the Buckeyes.
Printmatic. Like this.
[Verse One] [Blueprint]
I can't believe the weak rhymes, I see get credit
Sounds like some of my sh** before I make edits
f** makin' it off of idiots that don't get it
And writers who don't understand my life and how I live it
If I said it, I meant it
Unless I've been drinkin' and I'm talkin' to a chicken
But even then I don't act different
Because I don't gotta tell lies to have her let me hit it
You know the lo-cal
South Phil resident
My people pump crack right in front of their parents
A lot of fake dudes died tryin' to be real n***as
I don't have to rap about the streets cause it's a given
My people said, "Al, you gotta stay off the block.
Cause you get good grades and your jumper is hot."
So I did the knowledge
Went to college
Got a job and then quit that sh**
Now I'm back to where I started
Be careful bout what you copy off television
You might C Walk your way into an a** whippin'
Out here it's just fashion
It's real out west
You can wear black and white when you laid to rest
I'm from the O state, no pro football teams
The only thing we only hate is The Wolverines
sh** for them?
Get slapped and you won't do a thing
But mumble under your breath and look at me mean
You punk b**h
[Manifest talking]
Whatever happened to motherf**ers gettin' booed off stage man?
Throwin'-throwin' like, tomatoes at cats. We gotta bring it back to them days.
We gonna try to come up as the new New York. On some ole' Apollo sh**. And if you wack, and you on stage you gettin' yanked off. Mic cords is gettin' unplugged and all of that. Two thousand and live.
[Verse Two] [Blueprint]
Uh ha,
See, inside I hear a voice
Tellin' me to stay patient and stand strong
You're destined for greatness
But sometimes
It's so hard to take it
I feel like Ruben Studdard in a world full of Clay Atkins
My heroes started out on some real sh**
Got they feet in the door...
Then switched it
But tellin' me to switch it up to make riches?
That's like askin' Pica**o to paint stick figures
See
I don't care about rap that much
And in general
I think most of it s**s
But at least I can do the type of music I want
Because I'm always bein' me I don't gotta front
What?
To many guys guys are preoccupied with sounds...scan
But me
I'm worried about my sound...man
And how he got my beats soundin'
We need a lot more ba**
So it's poundin'
Slap you in your bumbarasta
My comp got nada
Even my interviews are hotta
I? man is headed
Cause he told me to drop science, so I had to dead it
Now I drop English and math until you get it
My B-sides and guest appearances are extra credit
I even teach at night for no extra fee
sh**, you paid for the lesson
The delivery is free