Nobody Beats the Beats, Little Brother, Linn - Cloud 9 lyrics

Yeah, Little Brother all the
Way from North Carolina
Straight to Copenhagen
Nobody Beats The Beats you better get it
Right or don't get it at all check it out

Me and a beat tape, pen and some paper
A fifth of anything brown
A whole lot of chaser
A little bit of free time, space and thought
Thank God of these blessings
Then ascension starts
Get yours is the motto for nigga's
Who down sorrows in glass bottles
Use they last buck to play the lotto
Thinkin' green like avocado get knocked by?
I managed to move fans and at
The same time move lives
So I guess I'm part of the movement
And hopefully being part of
That can move unit's
Cause truthfully I don't need a lot
I'm just tryin' to buy a spot
To have peace of mind
Get my part of pie, kick back recline
Stay away from lemon heads and
Cats that we deem sublime
Tryin' to stop me from reachin' what I call

Up on my cloud you can't reach me
Know that I got mine
Way above you is where you find me
Up on my cloud 9 where I

I was in a hotel up in Copenhagen
Layin' back
Hopin', waitin' I could get my shine
On overseas and flow amazin'
For the B-Boys, and girls
DJ's and local agents
Just standin' outside growin' impatient
Waitin' for them boys from Carolina
Come and take the stage
Cause so many cats from the
States ain't make the grade
With they bullshit records and
Mistakes they made
I could see how that could
Chase your faith away so thanks to them
My team is gettin' questioned even
Though we stay grindin'
Like, "They CD ain't dope i'm
Fightin' to find 'em
The LB team only got hype behind 'em"
Bullshit ho, that's Big Dho, right behind 'em
And when we rock a crowd we the best at it
Dressed to get it
Y'all niggas is at your best, average
Just admit it
Y'all know how we get down right?
My outline for cloud nine and this
Is what it sounds like yeah

Up on my cloud you can't reach me
I'm always movin' on i'm way above you
If you can get there i already won
Up on my cloud nine

Never sub par or substandard
Always top of the line
And if you said something dope
Then it was probably mine
Cause y'all kick the whole truth
Only part of the time
Tay spit from 0 to 60 and stop
On the top of a dime

Pen and paragraphs, use my words as stabs
You don't wanna feel my aftermath
Who's on the next docket?
Them Ray Crocket MC's gettin' shook up
Cause Pooh Tyson never did give his hook up

Look up and see that we live up to the hype
Your style is pussy
I wonder who was fuckin' tonight
Don't even worry bout another
MC touchin' the mic
Cause you and me ain't really nothin' alike
I write rhymes and burn MC's weekly
Had some many people screamin', "Finish him"
Niggas thought he was from Helsinki
We do it like this any time
You want to meet me
And on cloud nine is where you see me

Up on my cloud you can't reach me
You know that I got mine, yeah
I'm way above you and where you find me
Up on my cloud nine is where I'm gonna be

You gotta look up there where I'm gonna be
Look up look up cloud nine
Cloud nine