Still Lives Through - Little Brother

Imagine, if this was the last rhyme I ever wrote

The last words that I ever spoke, no

I’m a keep servin them

Cause it’s somebody out there, that never even heard of him

Or the songs I be murdering

Now it’s a whole herd of men that follow in his footstep

I did it all to get a rep and it worked out

Now my sisters kirk out when they hear me on the radio

Here we go with the steady flow

I’m the best since sliced bread but you already know

How it goes when, me and Te be composing

Over instrumentals 9th holding

We not hot niggas scolding, I told men

But it’s only now you want to listen

So get close, please pay attention

Here’s a few things I’d like to mention

The B, the I, the G, the P, the O

The O, the H, the is none greater

The L, the B, the J, the L

Is here forever money so see me later

Stash away plenty sheets of paper

Shit is perfected and we hit the majors

See, I said you niggas couldn’t cage us

Them mere feeble attempts was outrageous

It ain’t a party 'til we hit the stages

Rapper Pooh signing off, see you in the funny papers

Ha, you can bet your life on it, you gon see me man come on

(Busta Rhymes repeats, «Oh my god!»)

Rock, Rock and you don’t

Freak, Freak and you don’t

To the Beat and you don’t

It’s unique and you don’t

You think I will but I won’t, stop

They think I will but I won’t, stop

Rock, rock and you don’t

Freak, freak and you don’t

To the beat and you don’t

Its unique and you don’t

Big Pooh and he don’t stop

And 9th Wonder he don’t stop

Even though, most of our albums are poorly promoted

And all the magazines probably won’t even quote it

J League never running or folding

We got tight to steal y’all spotlight and y’all won’t even know it

One time for Big Pooh cause he quit eating steak

And two times for 9th Wonder cause he setting it straight

And 3 times to that ho from the 8−1-4

That moved in, got kicked out and caught on tape

Just a little bit of time, is all that we granted on this planet

For us to get our little bit of shines

If y’all want to get a line, then talk to BIG DHO

Cause ain’t shit free but the spirit of my rhymes

I hear it all the time, LB ain’t on the same shit

So innovative you the next best things, since

Whatever, I just laugh with it

Cause today’s fan is tomorrow’s rap critic

One day they giving you the thumbs up the next

They telling 9^th to go on switch his drums up the best

Is what they expect, but why they won’t let the music

Just be what it is is anybody’s guess, so ah

If y’all feeling this y’all ain’t gotta analyze it

This shit is dope so we ain’t changin' up

Makin' money and our parents ain’t ashamed of us

And when I think about that I can’t complain as much so let it rock

Raleigh gotta

Durham gotta

Chapel Hill gotta

Greensboro gotta

High Point gotta

Got a zone

Its for all y’all man

Phonte is the sho shot

Big Pooh and you don’t stop

9th Wonder got the beat the sho' shot

LB is on the beat and you don’t stop

Rock, rock to the

Freak, freak to the

Rock, rock to the