Little Brother - On and On lyrics
[Little Brother - On and On lyrics]
"On and on and on and on and on and" - Q Tip
To the one and only Rapper Big Pooh
Phonte, 9th Wonder y'all
Y'all know how we do every time we come out
Check it out uh, yo, uh
They wanna know Pooh and this rap life
They wanna know what it's like
Not to sleep nights
They wanna do joints, have 'em sound butter
They wanna roll with the
League and know Scudda
They wanna know Dilla, they wanna know Dho
Topshop, Missians their studios
They wanna rhyme with 'Te, get tracks from P
Be the third member yelling out LB's
They wanna road trip, niggas trip on the road
Plenty clowns, they wanna know Mike now
They wanna know Po', they wanna know Wu
In '98, they wanna help start something new
They wanna know this hunger, they wanna know
Why hate seems to fuel niggas longer
They wanna know if they can make me quit
Muh'fuckers, I'm built for this
So get your game right
And on and on and on and on
And on and on and on and on
And on and on and on and on and on, ohh
Ohhhh
They wanna know 9th, they wanna know Pooh
But they ain't tryna know the
Crazy shit they go through
Like four AM in the booth recording vocals
Or at the club watching
Fake niggas approach you
They wanna know 'Te
The one that's wild and crazed
Not the nigga with a child to raise
Not that nigga that's dead broke
And writes a page
To keep his faith through the
Long nights and faceless days
Shit, niggas be eyeing me down
Wanna be my appetite for destruction
But I'm dieting now
Wanna see my team foul out
Or step out of bounds
So they can try and take control of the crown
But as long as fam is holding me down
It's crunch time with a minute to go
I'm at the baseline stealing the show
And when I make a million or so
Still focus on God
Cause rap might decide it don't
Feel me no more but yo until then, I'ma just
And on oooh
You can't stop to the break of dawn
You can't stop no, no
I wanna know joy, get away from pain
Have money in my pocket taking care of things
Not the dookie role pairing
Bone or finger rings
But a house with some land, real estate man
I wanna know success, get away from hate and
It's enough food, we all get a plate and
Break bread like Merida and Sunbeam
One team coming through in your
Speaker for one thing
In a short time went from unsigned and unseen
To outshining you niggas
Without the sunscreen we home run hitters
Y'all niggas just bunting
On a quest to make history tryna run things
LB