Eyedea, Abilities - E&A Day lyrics
[Eyedea, Abilities - E&A Day lyrics]
This is a big "Fuck You" to
Anyone out there that hates us
It ain't my fault you fail
To recognize what great is
If you weren't so caught up
In who you dick ride
You'd see the flaws in your so called
Generals and crawl to this side
You misinterpret the purpose of what we do
Plus you probably mad that we get our
Props and no one's feelin' you
But don't tell me how to
Rip this microphone bitch
If your advice was so nice
Won't you apply it to your own shit?
The truth is I can do what you can't
Sellin' twenty thousand unit's hand to
Hand to the true fans on top of that
Freestyle and you'll get served
On top of that
All your friends know my words
I accomplished more than you
Will in your whole
Life by the time I was eighteen
Never workin' a 9 to 5, that's the E&A theme
And it's a must we constantly
Keep elevatin' the hustle
The music, the ethic
Muscle the movements the methods
Huh, what's wrong, you still don't get it?
Still feel you're so gifted
Still think your sky has no limit's?
It takes a minute to get rid of the cynics
But now each piece in it's place
So you can't fuck with us
And it's suicide to battle this UMM
The genius supreme team is the E&A
Believe that this year we receivin'
MC and DJ kingship
Perceived as the most deviously
Seen in the media
Remedial critics don't give us love but
We don't need 'em to
It ain't your weak reviews that
Keep people intrigued with us
They leave our shows thinkin' what
These kids do is unachieveable
And they right
You never in your life could do as much as
We do with just two techs and a mic
I leave kids like Raymond O'Neill pissed
Cause he knows without me ain't no way
He'll make it in this record biz'
How do you advertise some shit I
Won and not mention me?
Fuck you and that ugly coat
We goin' ghetto gold this spring
And anyone that begs to differ
Wait until this hit's ya
The illest scriptures killin' listeners
With the real elixir
For these Top 40 blowjobs
Packagin' a hit single
Ya'll flaunt pussy so hard it gives
The average kids dick tingles
But who can keep your sick with
Cuts to clot your ego trip
Beats that hit and speech that
Spit's, raise a fist, throw a fit
It's E&A day, 2003 until forever
Y'all should've never let to motherfuckers
Like us get together
It's onit's onit's onit's on
I came to claim shit this year
I ain't playin' cause I'm
Here to reign supreme that so?
Bitch competition
Better recognize competition
Shut yo mouth and on that note
Let's get back to the program
Anyone out there that hates us
It ain't my fault you fail
To recognize what great is
If you weren't so caught up
In who you dick ride
You'd see the flaws in your so called
Generals and crawl to this side
You misinterpret the purpose of what we do
Plus you probably mad that we get our
Props and no one's feelin' you
But don't tell me how to
Rip this microphone bitch
If your advice was so nice
Won't you apply it to your own shit?
The truth is I can do what you can't
Sellin' twenty thousand unit's hand to
Hand to the true fans on top of that
Freestyle and you'll get served
On top of that
All your friends know my words
I accomplished more than you
Will in your whole
Life by the time I was eighteen
Never workin' a 9 to 5, that's the E&A theme
And it's a must we constantly
Keep elevatin' the hustle
The music, the ethic
Muscle the movements the methods
Huh, what's wrong, you still don't get it?
Still feel you're so gifted
Still think your sky has no limit's?
It takes a minute to get rid of the cynics
But now each piece in it's place
So you can't fuck with us
And it's suicide to battle this UMM
The genius supreme team is the E&A
Believe that this year we receivin'
MC and DJ kingship
Perceived as the most deviously
Seen in the media
Remedial critics don't give us love but
We don't need 'em to
It ain't your weak reviews that
Keep people intrigued with us
They leave our shows thinkin' what
These kids do is unachieveable
And they right
You never in your life could do as much as
We do with just two techs and a mic
I leave kids like Raymond O'Neill pissed
Cause he knows without me ain't no way
He'll make it in this record biz'
How do you advertise some shit I
Won and not mention me?
Fuck you and that ugly coat
We goin' ghetto gold this spring
And anyone that begs to differ
Wait until this hit's ya
The illest scriptures killin' listeners
With the real elixir
For these Top 40 blowjobs
Packagin' a hit single
Ya'll flaunt pussy so hard it gives
The average kids dick tingles
But who can keep your sick with
Cuts to clot your ego trip
Beats that hit and speech that
Spit's, raise a fist, throw a fit
It's E&A day, 2003 until forever
Y'all should've never let to motherfuckers
Like us get together
It's onit's onit's onit's on
I came to claim shit this year
I ain't playin' cause I'm
Here to reign supreme that so?
Bitch competition
Better recognize competition
Shut yo mouth and on that note
Let's get back to the program