Go hard or go home x4
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 yen 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 x4
Go hard or go home x4
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 yen 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 x4
Go hard or go home x4
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 yen 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 x4