Blueprint - Go Hard Or Go Home (Printnificent) lyrics
[Blueprint - Go Hard Or Go Home Printnificent lyrics]
Go hard or go home
Okay, around the way
They say that boy cold with the written shit
So cold man his tongue froze spitting it
Everybody wanna know "Is he getting it?"
But the only way he know is to live this shit
Years ago, really, who would've dreamt of it?
Overseas doing shows really killing it
Young boy dreaming about the car dealership
A bunch of hoes that
Want life-long memberships
This is the realest shit
You gotta feel this shit
Been blessed all because of the penmanship
Get dressed, do beats with due diligence
Can't rest until the whole
World heard 'em spit
You can hear he put blood, sweat
And tears in this
So every year you hear 'em
Is the year of Print it sound mean
But dog I don't wanna hear ya shit
My minds a machine
Sometimes you can hear it click
Who go the biggest clique?
I could give a shit i roll so heavy solo you
Can probably feel my steps
I test mics but the rhyme's no experiment
It's proven through trial and
Error plus experience
Rappers in they bag looking
For the biggest trick
But even in the smallest things
He can hear a hit
Isolate the main part where the spirit is
Then magnify it in size until it's a hit
I put things in places
Where they shouldn't fit
I put drinks in my body
That you shouldn't mix
I ride a mountain bike and run
Through a slew of chicks
It's no fucking question if I
Really do this shit bitch, I live where the
Ying and yang intersect
My perfect day is to make
A beat then have sex
Then laugh with the fellas and a can of Pabst
Kissing the sky like my man Jimi Hendrix did
Fuck what you're interest is and
What got you into this
The rhyme is the only thing
That matter to a lyricist
There's no way that I can
Keep going in like this
Because the good die young like Dilla did
My progression never ends so I can never rest
Every rhyme is like climbing Mount Everest
Every beat is like running up stair steps
Except I don't celebrate when
I reach the crest
My entire mind-state is to be the best
Not the hot new trend that you think is fresh
I don't care which path is the friendliest
I'mma take the one that got
No trace of human steps
I'mma tear rap down then rebuild the shit
With total disregard to if
The pieces even fit
Reintroduce it to you with
An unfamiliar twist make it feel new to you
Like fucking a different bitch
Printnificence
Go hard, go hard
Okay, around the way
They say that boy cold with the written shit
So cold man his tongue froze spitting it
Everybody wanna know "Is he getting it?"
But the only way he know is to live this shit
Years ago, really, who would've dreamt of it?
Overseas doing shows really killing it
Young boy dreaming about the car dealership
A bunch of hoes that
Want life-long memberships
This is the realest shit
You gotta feel this shit
Been blessed all because of the penmanship
Get dressed, do beats with due diligence
Can't rest until the whole
World heard 'em spit
You can hear he put blood, sweat
And tears in this
So every year you hear 'em
Is the year of Print it sound mean
But dog I don't wanna hear ya shit
My minds a machine
Sometimes you can hear it click
Who go the biggest clique?
I could give a shit i roll so heavy solo you
Can probably feel my steps
I test mics but the rhyme's no experiment
It's proven through trial and
Error plus experience
Rappers in they bag looking
For the biggest trick
But even in the smallest things
He can hear a hit
Isolate the main part where the spirit is
Then magnify it in size until it's a hit
I put things in places
Where they shouldn't fit
I put drinks in my body
That you shouldn't mix
I ride a mountain bike and run
Through a slew of chicks
It's no fucking question if I
Really do this shit bitch, I live where the
Ying and yang intersect
My perfect day is to make
A beat then have sex
Then laugh with the fellas and a can of Pabst
Kissing the sky like my man Jimi Hendrix did
Fuck what you're interest is and
What got you into this
The rhyme is the only thing
That matter to a lyricist
There's no way that I can
Keep going in like this
Because the good die young like Dilla did
My progression never ends so I can never rest
Every rhyme is like climbing Mount Everest
Every beat is like running up stair steps
Except I don't celebrate when
I reach the crest
My entire mind-state is to be the best
Not the hot new trend that you think is fresh
I don't care which path is the friendliest
I'mma take the one that got
No trace of human steps
I'mma tear rap down then rebuild the shit
With total disregard to if
The pieces even fit
Reintroduce it to you with
An unfamiliar twist make it feel new to you
Like fucking a different bitch
Printnificence
Go hard, go hard