We Got Now - Little Brother

Ye-yeah!

One more time, one last number.

Chaundon, where you at, nigga?

It’s the future right here, man

We startin' it right now… Let's get it goin', Big Pooh, UH!

My attitude real shitty, temper short

My mind cluttered like the streets of New York

I ain’t tryna take a 'L', cause I casually fought

This shit, real serious not casual sport

Let time fly by as I pen these thoughts

And I’m speedin through life wit my car in park

And, even in the day sometimes it’s dark

And that cloud hoverin low is not the worst part

Second guessin yourself, tryna remain sharp

See niggas blowin up who ain’t got yo SPARK, uh

And that alone is a burden to carry

Either you’ll get strong or, you’ll get buried

And rap keep plenty room in the cemetery

Pull out your Blackberry’s, change yo itineraries

I mean, you could be the shit today

Then tomorrow wake up, fame blown away!

And homey on the real, ain’t nothing you can say

That’s why I work hard now, got later to lay

In the sands on the beach, mixin drinks wit Belvy

The world gon' remember my name, muh’fuckers!

Now they heard all of yo songs, and peeped you from the side

And watched yo videos and seen the car you drive

CHILLLLL!

— And we know what to expect my nigga

Done seen it all before I ain’t impressed, my nigga

But they heard all of our songs, and peeped us from the side

And came out to the shows and seen us on the grind

CHILLLLL!

— And this is how we get down muh’fuckers

We don’t care who got next, this is now muh’fuckers!

I tried to work wit niggas, don’t wanna jerk them niggas

But everybody runnin around thinkin they murderers

Gave birth to niggas, and when I burp them niggas

The spit up old lines that I fed to them earlier

And this is what the state of hip-hop is like

I’m thinkin', «Damn, this cannot be right»

And I agree that everybody’s a biter

But if you Xerox the style, then that’s infringin' on my copy, right?

It’s the bottom of the 9th with no extra innings

And we all in the game tryna collect our pennants

And from the, old school, I’m a direct descendant

And y’all can feel it at the end of each and every sentence

Cause underground rap is just, incense and gimmicks

An image, they phone in for ten cents a minute

I knew that since I entered, the rap game, my style

Would have niggas takin' it back, but what about now?

I think about the youth and how their minds are so closed

Cause now «Rap City» look like «Video Soul»

And that’s a sad state of affairs

But no need to despair, cause we the next ones that’s takin' it there, ya know!

Now they heard all of yo songs, and peeped you from the side

And watched yo videos and seen the car you drive

CHILLLLL!

— And we know what to expect my nigga

Done seen it all before I ain’t impressed, my nigga

But they heard some of our songs, and peeped us from the side

And came out to the shows and seen us on the grind

CHILLLLL!

— And this is how we get down muh’fuckers

We don’t care who got next, this is now muh’fuckers!

A note to my opponents: yeah, I got now

And I always got next cause I seize every moment

I’m an opportunist wit ambition

Keep an eye on that number one spot before it wind up missin'

And the heart of this bein is the art of MCing

I feel I’m God wit the flow, cause people started believin, HUH

So what I’m cocky, who gon' stop me?

Twist hoes, leave 'em knock knead, smile for paparazzi

This is how I get down

Got a crib in every hood, so I’m always the hottest nigga in town

Hate it or love it, who fuckin' wit our music?

Yeah, y’all niggas are the SHIT when it comes to bowel movements

Pooh showed and proved it, can’t +Sleep+ on his game

'Te converted all the currency with Foreign Exchange

Up next to rock the booth iiiis a rapper named Chaundon

The Bronx Borough President wit' «No Excuses»

Doubtin' me is foolish, don’t ask who produced this!

Knowin damn well only 9th can do this, huh!

It’s no secret, Lyor even know

When me and Little Brother flow, it’s guaranteed another video!

Now they heard all of yo songs, and peeped you from the side

And watched yo videos and seen the car you drive

CHILLLLL!

— And we know what to expect my nigga

Done seen it all before I ain’t impressed, my nigga

But they heard all of our songs, and peeped us from the side

And came out to the shows and seen us on the grind

CHILLLLL!

— And this is how we get down muh’fuckers

We don’t care who got next, this is now muh’fuckers!

On behalf of myself Phonte, Big Pooh, and 9th Wonder

And the whole cast of «The Minstrel Show»

I wanna thank ya’ll, for watchin this shit

I ain’t gon' front, only reason I took this job cause I need the money

I don’t need… yo, I ain’t gon' front

I don’t give a fuck if UBN pull the plug on me, dawg, I-I gotta be real.

Y’all really wanna know how I feel about «The Minstrel Show»?

Y’all really wanna know how I feel about UBN?

THESE GODDAMN CRACKERS GET ON MY MUTHAFUC-.