[Intro:]

I mean the only way that you gon' get it

is to go out there and get it, y'knahmsayin?

It's like sometimes you gotta just put it all and bet the farm

You ain't gonna get it any other way, you know?

For me it's about bein better than I was yesterday, y'know

I'm sick and tired of bein sick and tired, I'm tired of losin

So I'ma bet it all, y'knahmsayin?



[Pos:]

All hail to the check one-two

You can catch one-two at a theatre near

Where you'll find me supportin rap, like a brassiere

Not sayin if the game is tits, but you gotta admit

that the soul be the, holder of the mic device

Rhymes filled with blood and guts, the game filled with

bolts and nuts, but them shits rusty

And the trusty MC got the W-4

You can find me up in the W. Moore

I'm back on the juice with them heavy-o Chevy rhymes

Missin like crime on the deuce

We don't sit in boats and fish, we sit in studios

and quote words to serve on a dish

And the nerve that you wish you had I got bags of

And tracks are drugs that only make it worse when you're high

Listenin to the Why on the first verse named Wonder

So don't underestimate, what we create

And you'll never find us pullin up to clubs

in them long stretch whales

Or pushin inside girls with Donkey Kong stretch tails

And when all else fails, we hit 'em with the charm

that reflects like muscles on the arm

And even if crowded like food courts

We own home court advantage so we never feel alarmed



[Dave:]

It's eighty-six y'all, put your rap on pause

More milk on the mic than them pregnant broads

Nine times out the dime it's a penny on the floor

Same penny you walk around and ignore

See I'm the penny that'll have the deal closed

Turn that point nine nine into one point oh's

A millisecond you'll be needin in the race

That photo finish I ain't even see your face

I'm that one degree that made the Pisa lean

The one goal, one job, one aim and one team

That one good push that gave birth to your dream

That one good year, that one good beer

See you can hit the lotto with hope and a buck

But with 99 cents yo' ass is outta luck

Once upon a time, it's not once it ain't happen

One pop in the air does not mean you clappin

One rap hit does not mean you be rappin

Although you bust rhymes, you ain't kill it ONE TIME~!

Never was to be in the first, just the second one

If you don't find me with mic, I'm mic checkin one

One good pinch, and one good hunch

That's just one bad apple out the New York bunch

Got ones, but I want 2's 3's and 4's

I'm that one when you got one more