Rob Lewis - Make or Take lyrics

[Intro: Nine] Man this world we live in There's two to ways do everything The right way and the wrong way Thens there's the short way and the long way But I'mma do my thing the Darc Ma** way I'm either gonna make it or I'mma take it [Chorus: Smoothe Da Hustler] I got to make something or I got to take something Even if it comes down to hustling and pumping I'mma do whatever to avoid the stormy weather Got my act together either make or take [Verse 1: Nine] In the land of the free and the home of the brave I still feel like a slave, my heart is dark like the bat cave Don't cry, dry your eye We all gon' die, but I'm gon' die fly In the race the great paper chase Money's the only thing that I'mma let you throw in my face Corrupt political officials, speak the issues And diss you, like used toilet tissue, I'mma miss you When you fall into the flames it's the same games With new names, and new gains Same pains, and blood stains propaganda I want to smoke trees in a Havana, wearing a bandanna At the Copacabana, swear to God I split a n***a like a banana Over currencies or property ain't no stoppin' me I'm building a monopoly now copy me Each one teach one lessons of making and taking Erasing, faking, and snaking, serious like a Jamaican And I bring home the bacon daily, really I never fake it, I got to make it, like it's sacred f** around and I'mma take it [Chorus: Smoothe Da Hustler] (x2) I got to make something or I got to take something Even if it comes down to hustling and pumping I'mma do whatever to avoid the stormy weather Got my act together either make or take [Verse 2: Nine] My hand raps around dollar bills sends chills Down my spine like cheap wine, so I gotta get mine All the time I rewind back to the days When I realized sometimes crime pays There's six million ways to die but only one to live I need enough money to spend enough money to give Cause I love my peeps and my peeps love me And I refuse to see them living in poverty I gotta be on point, I anoint myself savior with new flavor Like Craig with my third eye I cried Shed tears in the mind for being blind Only thing left for me now is crime or rhyme [Chorus: Smoothe Da Hustler] (x2) I got to make something or I got to take something Even if it comes down to hustling and pumping I'mma do whatever to avoid the stormy weather Got my act together either make or take [Verse 3: Nine] I refuse to lose similar to Chuck Never bite the hand that feed you Never bite the hand that buck, POW! Now what! stuck in a maze with only one way out Figure it out that's what life's about Trail after trail, tribulation after tribulation I want a black nation cause I'm sick of the plantation No more picking cotton have you forgotten We the kings and queens of this earth Now roam in the rotten apple Drinking Snapple, trying to get a little capital Spend it like I'm crazy that's what rap will do You got to maintain make sense out of what's insane And stay on top of your game Don't blame nobody but yourself for your lack of wealth Times get hard get sneaky like a stealth Make or take is the thesis I want pieces of the pie gotta do or die [Chorus: Smoothe Da Hustler] (x2) I got to make something or I got to take something Even if it comes down to hustling and pumping I'mma do whatever to avoid the stormy weather Got my act together either make or take