Greenhouse Effect - Columbus Or Bust lyrics

[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