Songtext:
[Rapper Big Pooh] Bedruckte Magnetfolie Open my eyes to a new day, spreading my wings Taking shots fo crown cause I'm going through things Coattails getting heavy cause I'm living my dream I'm trying to school these young niggaz it ain't all what it seems I still struggle just like you, and I still hustle just like you Immobilien Chemnitz But it just so happens that Big Pooh doing what he love to do Get back on my work, cause I was penning on this piece last night That'll drive these niggaz berserk Tiggalo hit me up, "Pooh its time to murk" Throw on a pair of sweats, A-1's, white shirt Holz Bastelanleitungen Headed back to the shop, back to the spot where the hits keep coming Stack them up like bricks, you can call me the mason of shit Foundation has been rock solid no replacing, ya dig? No replacing my nig, on everything that I live We gonna let this bitch ride to our trains collide hotel in kitzbühel Or we fall off track, and ain't no bringing me back And everything that go for you the same applies to Pat
[Hook] Cause even though the birds ain't singin' and the sun ain't shinin' Warum wird es Herbst It looks like a beautiful morning
[Phonte] Each day's another chance to do the things I could've Done the day before, but I didn't and I known I should've So I say a prayer for the gone for gooders Who left this world, then kiss my girl "good mornin', shuga" Another sunrise, and as much as I would love To roll over on you I cannot do it because The good Lord I prayed to him And he said, "Niggaz is listening now" So I better have something to say to 'em So I'mma tell 'em how it went down, man Doin' shows for free goin' outta town, man The way I almost broke down and, got a 9 to 5 Cause I had more press than the soundscans This is the price that I pay for this music And every word that I write is a testament to it And if I had to go back, I wouldn't change a thing Wouldn't re-cut it, re-edit, or change a frame 'Cause it would not be fair, to turn my back on the struggle When that exact same hustle got me here Told niggaz for the getup, we three the hard way And Broadway's the only place you'll ever throw a set up Speechless is all you'd be if we ever met up I survived far to much now to ever let up, motherfucker
