Pharoahe Monch - Maintain lyrics

[Prince Poetry] I'm sitting at the edge of my bed and I'm fed Up with negative thoughts running straight through my head Lights red, and I can't make moves, it's hard And I thought it would have been nice to buy papa dukes some shoes n***as try to get over, pressure on my shoulders Dropped the fat LP in '91 of October Now that I'm older and my man pops is gone My focus is stronger, mom pick up your head, gotta move on Do you remember Mr. J used to say the beats was fat But when it comes to business, n***a don't play I look beyond all this stress to seek fate Mad homicides, unemployment rates sky high Shorty busting caps, cops caught him out there Daytime drama and his mama didn't care That's why I should be rapping and packing pistols on the bully But n***as be stressing me and I ain't paid in fully So I'm dropping something fatter, not for props We're respecting the matter, hops I'm fat, check my stats, Prince drops data for me and my man Pops Rolls-Royce and myself are always getting mad hara**ed by the cops So now I'm in the chop shop creating masterpieces So it don't matter money what my fronting label releases Thanks to the streets and my peeps that made me And the la-la-lee, la-la-lee We gotta maintain (Repeat 8x) [Pharoahe Monch] Now it's been saaaaaaaaaaid, a grown man ain't supposed to cry So whyyyyyy, are there tears inside my eyes? I wake up in the morning, it's a new problem I just can't solve 'em Yo, extreme kid, I'm telling you man, I'm on the brink of robbin' Who's that man in the mirror? Ha! The picture's getting clearer and clearer, ha! The end is coming nearer and nearer, ha! Take a good look at what you fear, ha! Time marches on and it's a new song It's a new morning, it's a new dawn Feet don't fail me now, I got to make it to the studio someway somehow But I need a little bit of nourishment first I stop at the store to quench my thirst Why are they watching me buy my juice? Why must they clock me buy my juice? Just give me my change and please put my change in my hand Man would you listen to me if I didn't have a tan? All you have to do is show some decency But you want to bring out the beast in me Papa always told me...be all you can be And maintain, gotta maintain (Ad-libs to end)