[Skit: Atticus Lane]
"Aight, aight, aight, aight. So, we all here. We all ready. Anybody wanna go? Seems like eveybody wants to talk but they don't wanna spit at these things. For real, who got first? Who got first? Alright, what about you right there, you with the beats? Oh, you ain't got—you wear Beats but you can't handle 'em? Aight, sounds good, it's aight, aight. Well, well, what about you right there? You, you, you, you—oh, oh. Excuse me, brother, [?] shoes right. What's, uh, what's goin' on for real? What's goin'—aight, aight, what about you? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you right over there. You got somethin'? You ready to go? Aight, aight, aight, sounds good, sounds good. Word. Let's go. Ayy, ayy, move, watch out, watch out, watch out! Let him in, let him in, let him through, let him through, come on. Let's go. Let's see what you got, bro."
[Verse 1: Demarey]
Peek in my mind you'll see the demise
I pour on this paper, you’re behind enemy lines
You pour on this paper, skinny rappers, get your weight up
Like you done F’d up, save your pennies for an A-plus
9 Dime’s finest, tell me who's greater
No dubs, just Ls, aye, you niggas true Lakers
Had these visions of contradictions
2 pieces, I mean well ‘til the Lord is my witness, bang
[Verse 2: Deejay Riley]
Ain’t giving context, the concept’s immaculate
The feeling isn’t gone, you found a better mask for it
I’ll give it to you straight and you won’t have to ask for it
The demon lives, you just found a way to master it
And when they question me, I’ll find a way to answer it
Like why did granny keep on smoking when it’s cancerous
And why did pops lose his job back in ‘06
Man I’m glad for what I got, but this can’t be it
[Chorus: Atticus Lane]
Life goes on, man, that's one thing ‘bout it
Life goes on, man, that's one thing ‘bout it
Ain't been right so long, I spend my Sundays wilding
So I went through Hell and took the 1 Train out it
You know that life goes on, man, that's one thing ‘bout it
Life goes on, man, that's one thing ‘bout it, I said
Life goes on, man, that's one thing ‘bout it
Life goes on, man, that's one thing ‘bout it, you know
[Verse 3: Atticus Lane]
Reaction, ‘97, meanwhile you’re out of fashion
I’m nothing to nobody, you’re already a has-been
You are an alarm clock, I’m so far a mattress
I’m Marcus Dupree, the greatest that never happened
This a dope beat and yo, I’m digging it so deep
And you ain’t broke the surface of this earth ‘cause your soul weak
Piling up your dirt and then I’ll spit it at your feet
I am Tidus, but you already know me
[Verse 4: Nasir Ali]
I got it, I got it, profit all that I acknowledge
Check your bank, see where my stock is, make a deposit
I check the web to see what’s popping, check my eyes, you see I’m locked in
My target is where the top is ‘cause the only other option I got
Is like the bottom where it’s cold, but life goes on
My light glows strong, sure as bitches get their lipo on
Stepping out, hoping this ain’t the day that I go home
Still never stutter, won’t even hesitate for my mother, nigga
[Chorus: Atticus Lane & Nasir Ali]
Life goes on, man, that's one thing ‘bout it
Life goes on, man, that's one thing ‘bout it
Ain't no white folks home, we finna run they closet
Ayy, then white folks gone, except that one named Tidus
You know that life goes on, man, that's one thing ‘bout it
Life goes on, man, that's one thing ‘bout it, I said
Life goes on, man, that's one thing ‘bout it
Life goes on, man, that's one thing ‘bout it, you know
[Verse 5: Eugenius]
It’s uh, nothing other than that one youngin’
Keeping it nothing under one hundred, special cloth, cut from it
Wonder which one of these wannabes trying to die today
Your boy spitting flames in the building, go find a fire escape
I know what you’re thinking, that's a bunch of bragging for an underclassman
But I ain't no punching bag, it's the young assassin
Passing out casts, crutches and Hoverounds
I'm ‘bout to get to clapping like a loving crowd or a thunder cloud
Underground, jungle fever, spreading word to unbelievers
Run a mile after you spun around and plead the blood of Jesus
Doper than Lakeith stepping to Shamiek to run his sneakers
Talking ‘bout catching bodies, you probably got butterfingers
I'm one and O, bump a defense, I'm undefeated
I'm soning youngins, quit thugging and pull your dungarees up
Cooler than summer breezes, cool as swooning you into
Doing my bidding, have you coming to in another season
Woker than when you left, pondering questions like
If God and aliens exists do those planets have other Jesuses
Ran by you quicker than the Jamaican team wearing cheetah print
Against the Kenya squad in the four by one hundred meter sprint
Read my lips, if you ain't write it, you need to plead the fifth
Dropping ninety-nine, but your homie got thirty-three assists
Sneaking peaks at my pen, I'ma hit you with that cease desist
Woo, yeah, okay
Chakras on He-Man, pockets on Wee Man
‘Bout to go pecans, snapping like a tree branch
Flowing like I'm D-wayne, Tune like I'm T-Pain
Your favorite rapper treat my catalog like the King James
Yall ain't messin' with my oldest testament
Oh, you the dude to rhyme to me, you oughta save your breath, my friend
I'm the ish in the cypher, be careful what you stepping in
Trying to run it back, just rescheduling your death again
I'm better than I’ve ever been, Super Saiyan Blue
Had you made it with my GPA, then you would praise him too
Ask Chuckie, that's my road dawg, back when I had no job
He would foot the bill and even tip the waiter too, now I'm balling
Draw a foul and even hit the fader too, Dirk Nowitzki
My name should be Gemini, how I work for the first and fifteenth
Deep cuts, hara-kiri, yo, are we really finna
Act like I ain’t nice with the pen, man, y’all don't hear me
‘Bout as hot as when you die in your sin, okay, I'm tripping
But I'm Michael with that fire within, okay, I'm Pippen
But I'm liable to fire from half-court like it ain't a thing
Make ‘em fold before I let it fly like a paper plane
Shake ‘em straight up out his shoes, you ain’t know, well, now you do
Bump a marijuana stick, I'm at a different altitude
Only making power moves from here on out
They gon’ try to knock your hustle and your peers gon’ doubt, but that's—
[Chorus: Eugenius]
Life goes on, man, that's one thing ‘bout it
Life goes on, man, that's one thing ‘bout it
I done rode that train and I done stole that ice
Could’ve kept to myself I had to roll that dice, you know that
Life goes on, man, that's one thing ‘bout it
Life goes on, man, that's one thing ‘bout it, I said
Life goes on, man, that's one thing ‘bout it
Life goes on, man, that's one thing ‘bout it, you know
