The Work

Yeah, yeah man, yeah Aight let's do it man, c'mon A one two and a Can I kick it? Yo, yes you can Can I kick it? Well uh yes you can Can I kick a hole in the speaker and jet? Well of course you can, 1st Serve's the best yet Can I kick a hole in the speaker and jet? My nigga yes you can, 1st Serve's the best kept I play the intro, middle, ending Back to the intro, reborn to bring new beginnings How many lives have you ran through? I think I'm on number five Came back strivin' for the same thing The game thing, microphone remain king In my need, they say it's in the blood And in my thoughts as well Since the days of the ways of the walk Through the park in the BX Me and D got next, verbal push-ups Titles, concepts, the beats Yo D it's time to eat And with his gravy Make fritters out of these tater sacks Quarterback sorta back it up two yards We want it back That old boy Mike's prototype Connectin' like Siamese deep in the work Sweat a Hi-C pack in the vein, now sip on that Let me be at the front of the line It was plain to see, cause it's our time It's over now, in bright lights surrounded by skirts You have to tell, you have to tell Pop Life, Deen Witter, we puttin' in work Work, work, work, work, work, work, work, work Yeah, work, work, work, work, work, work, work Yeah, work, yeah, work, yeah, work, yeah, work, yeah Work, yeah, work, yeah, work, yeah, work, work, work, work, work Can't a monkey stop us in this bar game The guitar lickin' the far lane Yo I got crazy visions, nigga put 'em on paper The contracts, contacts, puffin' haze per page An almanac of ideas for five years Book stick it in that "I so solemnly swear" joint Economy scare point, yo studio costs is for whores Nigga we can play the mule and get Pro Tools And show fools the A-game, set up in the crib and live Word man but yo, I'm on that song ass first I'm on the last verse, finish line 24, but I got 20 more Things I gotta do, like make the name up for the crew Might call it Whitterpop, nah nigga that's wack Ha, yeah you right, yo did you find a studio? Yeah I came across two, you know the one Kendu talk about The other one's called Odyssey Oh yeah yeah let's take it there man, I heard it's more private B Let me be at the front of this shit It was plain to see, we the number one pick It's over now, in bright lights surrounded by skirts You have to tell, you have to tell Deen Witter, Pop Life, we puttin' in work Work, work, work, work, work, work, work, work Yeah, work, work, work, work, work, work, work Yeah, work, yeah, work, yeah, work, yeah, work, yeah Work, yeah, work, yeah, work, yeah, work, work, work, work, work Ayo we spent many years, brushin' the plaque off the teeth It's time to switch gears, and place the plaques underneath The roof, the gold ones, platinum plus much better The right contract bring the right con-cheddar And we ain't cons, so just like Etta At last, we out to blast before anybody ask you Who work harder? You say 1st Serve Try to say different, say you got some nerve See you got some herbs that gon' hate Bandaid is for them boys, the key to the femboys Key to the city is ours, the broads The house, the cars, sky's the limit, the stars The Shalimar's in it, there it is, what took you so long? The energy's a tall glass of milk The secret's best kept in the basement, potential amazement Until we hit the surface of the pavement, peace Let me be at the front of the line It was plain to see, cause it's our time It's over now, in bright lights surrounded by skirts You have to tell, you have to tell Pop Life, Deen Witter, we puttin' in work Work, work, work, work, work, work, work, work Yeah, work, work, work, work, work, work, work Yeah, work, yeah, work, yeah, work, yeah, work, yeah Work, yeah, work, yeah, work, yeah, work, work, work, work, work We got the work alright Kendu put a plan together, got us organized Studio time, little shows here and there, and meetings But, things weren't happenin' overnight now Shit, days became weeks, weeks into months And months, psh, months turned into doubt What we gon' do now?