Bluegrass Stain'd - Mark Ronson, Anthony Hamilton, Nappy Roots

Now I came up with little bad ass yeagas, to never had ass yeagas

Slept and ate with our peeps but we let the streets raise us Kept the weed blazin, don’t let the drink age us Used to live outrageous, now we just couch potatoes

Without the wages, to break out these project cages

Make do with what we got, use the logic that God gave us Losin faith is enough to make a man crazy

Can’t even pay my landlady

How the fuck I’m 'posed to save for my unplanned baby?

Joined the Navy, and my uncle sayin pay me Maybe I’m just too damn lazy but you can page me Lately, been hustlin grams daily

Holdin down my spot on the corner like Champ Bailey

But I know I ain’t the only one (you feel me?)

On the gun livin on the run, look how they done momma’s only son

X me out like I’m, a Roman numeral

Damn, and ain’t tryin to see me again, till my funeral

For so long I been grindin (grindin)

Paid my dues, put my time in (time in)

Even went down for tryin

I pushed on Never once did I give up (give up)

Every time I fell I would get up (get up)

Always kept my spirit up I pushed on Now we finally feelin plush

Doin gotta do to keep our nails airbrushed

J’s straight out the box, ain’t ne’er been touched

Damn I’m feelin good, B lined me up Till we never seen a Pontiac diamond-toed

Nappy Roots, what it mean to ya?

Mines and us And don’t be callin us slow, we ain’t grind it up Now my people all smiles cause we out the slums

Sayin, Look at Big Bud ol’sloppy drunk

I remember when he sold tapes out the trunk

Now here’s the routine — jump out the truck, T-shirt and blue jeans

'94 J’s with the blue shoe strings

When I first hit the grind ain’t stop for shit

And my only motivation was a pot to piss

See it hit me so hard ain’t have a penny to myself

I swallowed up my pride and asked Skinny for some help

And I’m sayin

Want me to stop, I did, but I couldn’t stop the shit

Dawg I cried for this, stole and lied for this

Scream when I felt this shit

Toured for 16 months straight, lost breath for this

Heh, yelled for this

Sinnin every night, know I’m goin to hell for this

The hurt and the betrayal, compelled by this

Tough wall to climb but Nappy Roots scaled the shit

Just don’t let me rap in vain, people pray over this

Don’t take my word for it, see for yourself and shit

Everybody out in the wind, ain’t no help with this

I coulda thrown in the towel, coulda walked away

Eyes on the prize, so I’m strong today

Simply want it, believe it, think it, breathe it Chase it, cease it, maintain, keep it Hold it, control it, never let go of it

Hold on, press on, push on, I’m gone

For so long

Paid my dues

Now IIIIIII (I pushed on)

Alright, give up (I pushed on)

I never have

Kept on Ohhhhh, ooooohhhh