Story Behind The Song
Just being who you are, and where you fit in
Song Description
I'm as ready as I've ever been/ content with not being a legendary veteran/ even though I'm better than most of them
Song Length |
5:00 |
Genre |
Rap - Hip Hop |
Tempo |
Slow (71 - 90) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Distressed, Composed |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Legendary Veteran
Verse 1
I’m as ready as I’ve ever been
Content with not being a legendary veteran
Even though I’m better than most of them
As I grab the mic constantly roasting them
How come my record sales aren’t approaching them?
What they doing that’s so justifiable
Talking homicide and snatching valuables
Just along for the ride like a carnival
I’m bombing crews/ everyday
Like Arabs and Jews
They’re trying to feed their family
We have carrots and jewels
Couple of Grammy’s
Holy war’s getting closer
So now you understand me
When I bring it to you live
Are you ready to survive?
That’s a good question
It’s world wide/ teaching more than hood lessons
Bring Hip Hop back to the essence
And it’s beautiful in it’s purest presence
That’s no second guessing
Hook
Get mine from my mind when I spit renditions
From a political position
As music’s best acquisition
Need to say something to get your attention
Stay tuned for the rest of my mission
Verse 2
I swear I used to love you
It had to be true
But now I know it wasn’t
Caught you fucking with my cousin
Remember that day/ I was pissed off
Working on my first Hip Hop recital
Feeling suicidal/ Mr. Cobain was my idol
Trying to contemplate crying inside
Feeling like killing myself/ but afraid to die
Maybe I should drink, smoke, and find all types of highs
There’s no wonder that I’m outta my mind
It’s all about crooks, drugs, and dollar signs
Hooks, thugs, and battle lines
After the crime/ still after mine
Waiting on my spaceship/ it’s blast off time
Gotta go with the rest
You think I should go with the West
Must be one of the best
With no thoughts of a bullet proof vest
Hook
Get mine from my mind when I spit renditions
From a political position
As music’s best acquisition
Need to say something to get your attention
Stay tuned for the rest of my mission
Verse 3
There’s a lot more to get off my chest
Got me fiending for green like the owner of Hess
I’m a NY Giant and I love the Jets
Wanna fly high/ 9 to 5 just to get by
Work nightly/ so hard
That kids ready to spite me
As I step into the yard
Aint gotta rep that I’m hard
Upon the boulevard shone brighter than a shooting star
Yet in a catch 22 as I talk about rings/ but aint got a jewel
No cash money/ but stating you sport bling
Now I got to follow your footsteps
Like a role model in the hood
That’s got a good rep
Go right/ but first I look left
Won’t get the proper respect
Till I throttle your neck
Due to so much exaggeration
I’m kind of glad you hating
But I’m here to make you learn
I should be one of your concerns
Hook
Get mine from my mind when I spit renditions
From a political position
As music’s best acquisition
Need to say something to get your attention
Stay tuned for the rest of my mission