[Adam Calhoun] What is this rap, country rap? Man it´s both
[Brodnax & Adam Calhoun]
You know I ain´t fuckin´ with you Living my life like I got nothin´ left to prove I keep on grindin´ ´til there´s nothin´ left to do Hey just remember that it´s all on you (Let´s go)
[Adam Calhoun] I´m swingin´ for the fences knock the cover off the ball Rockin´ coveralls I´ve been hot for so long I´m not gonna see the fall Paul Wall taught me how to you know, ball And all y´all fake as shit, middle of the mall I been rappin´ like a motherfucker, eight albums two years All these plaques, who cares? you don´t get the news then You lookin´ at Tookie, I´m just lookin at you goofy
You don´t even know who Tookie is, I know you just my little kids I´m slap boxin´, rap monster, quit now my last option Bank account fat, Action Bronson, money bags sent Get your honey fucked in the ass in the back of a hatchback You just half assed, I´m sick as fuck I need a hazmat
[Adam Calhoun] Yeah, Johnny, where you going with that shotgun Johnny Oh that bitch knows he in trouble, you hear her saying ooh
[Brodnax] John Terrell Brodnax they said they never heard of me
Old white cat, murderin´ every fuckin´ beat That Adam put him on, you can´t duplicate a clone Feel better under pressure I won´t be unbreaka- Got a grind on your grind bitches really goin´ down If you have a pair of BluBlocker´s you cannot stop the shine When I find what I´m lookin´ for I put it in a figure four And even if he taps bitch I ain´t lettin´ go This for the ones that never made it and everybody that hate it If we ever traded places the pressure would break us Ain´t no fakin´ I´m under the old law, pause Papaw, the coldest white rapper that they ever saw
[Brodnax] You know I ain´t fuckin´ with you Living my life like I got nothin´ left to prove I keep on grindin´ ´til there´s nothin´ left to do Hey just remember that it´s all on you
[Adam Calhoun & Brodnax] Son or somethin´ about how tough you are that´s what I heard Softer then a perm probably keep your money in a purse You don´t boast down, two for one put ´em in the hearse I ain´t tryin´ to hear how much it cost for me to do a verse And I ain´t doin´ shit unless it´s Jelly, Struggle, Church
And you ain´t doin´ shit but never standin´ on your word What´s worse? This shit is for the birds And I ain´t givin´ up until my name is mentioned first
[Brodnax] You know I ain´t fuckin´ with you Living my life like I got nothin´ left to prove I keep on grindin´ ´til there´s nothin´ left to do Hey just remember that it´s all on you You know I ain´t fuckin´ with you Living my life like I got nothin´ left to prove I keep on grindin´ ´til there´s nothin´ left to do Hey just remember that it´s all on you