Monty C. Benjamin - The Main Ingredient lyrics

[Verse 1] Let me start this verse by saying this is unrehearsed Brilliance, feel this real sh**, watch youngin' work With no digital scale to view the brother's worth I gotta show I'm dope through audio, now you all should know Listen to the plight of the new age writer Who could meet a b**h, teach ya kids and still shake dice up Just to show I'm human, my soul glow in the music Like Jheri curls in that era, my sh** way better Who checks for whatever these clowns sayin? I'm now racin' with the world itself, it beats me - groundbreaking I work long nights just to write A piece that makes you want to reevaluate life Get the mix from Ark, he cuts it down precise Upload for ya'll, come take genius advice Tradin' places with me sound easy until you do Not only in my daily but my music [Refrain 1] Because when the mic's right there and temptation's near You could anything to upgrade your career You speak a revolution to the kids, make a difference Or could one hit wonder with the label, share the difference On funds, young son, lemme tell ya'll something You could speak profound, and still make an income Stay focused, do you and the paper's gonna come regardless Just remain yourself as an artist [Verse 2] Ok, ok, ok, Peep this, ya'll talk ya'll weak sh** Ya'll songs all decent, mine's all star weekend On the blog sites, ya'll all appalled, I'm being Chris Byrd with the words, here southpaw swinging It's funny I arrived from the Midwest side Where the cop's will get called but they never arrive So when I'm sitting in the boutique, trying to cop new sneaks And ya'll don't cop, I am never surprised I used to sit up in the basement, dirty shoes on some cool sh** I'm banging College Dropout, Mos Def, and the Blueprint Young n***a a nuisance, Pop asked, "when you gonna blow off of this music?" Said, "don't stress, I'ma do it" Just need a street team that can go in, little promotion Little money for merchandise, little money for clothing And I'ma get 'em open on everything that I own Till the little kid's in front of the throne [Refrain 2] Because I've done waited my turn, now I won't back down People I look up to, I'm where they at now Got my feet on the ground, and my head to the sky I'ma jump off the ledge, now watch me fly-y-y I know, got a long way to go In this ocean out here, I'm just standing afloat And I believed when nobody else believed in it Sitting at the table becoming The Main Ingredient