Ezzy - Pound lyrics

[Hook] Said, I'm a go to a place where the ba** sounds thicker Slow the beat down because the pace a little quicker And we, stay up, trying to find our own, way up [Verse 1] Yeah, the ladder, it leads to the window of the industry Climbing non-stop and I still got a lot of energy Infiltrating the residence of all my enemies Assa**inating everybody, call them kids Kennedys Family Matters to me like Urkel, see I got a role model, yeah, he must be Hercules Got a couple beats, yeah I'm murking these I'm running the show, close the curtains please Cause while they're open I don't see nobody but fake friends Eating up my motivation while I'm trying to make ends meet Me? I've always wanted to know What would peers and potato-heads say when I blow? I know one of them is going to say, “He made it, that's ill.” Another one's going to say, “He ain't get a deal.” And that girl's going to say, “Dang, what was I thinking, why'd I break up with him, I was tripping forreal.” Shout out to the girls who rejected my invite To be my valentine, or Homecoming night And shout out to the haters who say my voice is annoying Just because they don't hear themselves on the radio destroying Seems like out of the blue everybody got hip to me They didn't know me before, now they're looking for some sympathy Mention me like, “@LilEzzy I'm trying to kick it G.” Should have been trying to chill while I was getting punched, kicked and teased Beat up, by some big bully with C-cups Now he must, wonder "how'd he blow," while eating cheese puffs I'm out of this world, Mr. Pippen needs to beam up I ball like Scottie, you boys better team up Or try to keep up, or try to catch up I mustered/mustard up some cheese, so now the beef ain't going to let up Lettuce in my views, so let us get through the yard So just tell me how it tastes man, I'm just serving food for thought That's all