[Verse 1: Phonte & Rapper Big Pooh]
We spent the last year writing rhymes, doing shows, and shopping records
And traveled all around the world to spread the message
'Cause ain't no rest for the weary when it comes to my team
We only sleep on December the 32nd
DJ's dissin' the album before they check it
Dealin' with their managers and program directors
And even though I try not to stress it,
Sometimes it feels like a waste of time and not worth the effort
Naw, but I won't let it
Put a block on my team's hustle for a second
Poobie keep it rushing, as long as Tay and I on the mic
And 9th is on the percussion, these fronting dudes can't say nothing
It was only time 'fore we finally spoke out
Plenty cold nights ahead, I suggest you get your coats out
No time to stand here, lips poked out, we 'bout to close-out that stored up doubt
And keep it moving
[Hook: Darien Brockington]
Seems like whatever I do
It's not enough for you
I paid the cost and gave you my all
But you still want more
I'm still standing right here
But it seems so unfair
That I sacrifice and give you my life
But you still want more
[Verse 2: Phonte & Rapper Big Pooh]
Been a long time comin'
But damn, we just made it
So much to discuss so frustrated
Yes, I must say that the industry lost touch
Radio better play this, cause Tay's style is nuts
And y'all's is just dated
It's history in the making
When I write it's for all of N.C., call me the state pen
And now I'm making my name for those who hate that I'm
Staking my claim just like Nationwide
Radio, them suckas never play us
Took our wax to the station and they straight played us
That's how the game got contaminated
And now they sayin' we're at fault like the San Andreas
And still trying to play us,
But not spin the record or disc
I got a fire burning deep that will not be extinguished
I mean this from the depths of my soul
People no more mind talk let my heart take control (ohhhhh)
[Hook: Darien Brockington]
Seems like whatever I do
It's not enough for you
I paid the cost and gave you my all
But you still want more
I'm still standing right here
But it seems so unfair
That I sacrifice and give you my life
But you still want more
- Listen to this, just listen to this
- Uh, right now, we gettin' it right now and now we gonna give you what you want
- Just listen to this, just listen to this
- I'm talking you, you, you, and all of you in the back
And in the middle in the front, come on
[Verse 3: Rapper Big Pooh & Phonte]
Homie, this here is pain
I'm speaking on this pitiful thing
That's now forever stained in the banks of my memory
You probably like, "they running this, B"
But naw, I'll doubt we'll ever be
It's funny cats don't remember me
And don't think 'cause we all here that it's gonna be all we
Or all love, it's all bugged
Trying to mask them emotions with pounds and hugs
No more I say gotta make 'em pay
'Cause I'm tired of getting stepsonned in the worst way – just wait
These chips on my shoulder gettin' stacked
When my pockets catch up, Pooh's never turning back
Yo, I ain't never heard a actor blow and go global
Then come back home and still be called "local"
And when we onstage, the people they all front
Dope beats, dope rhymes – what more do y'all want? (Shout it out!)
[Hook: Darien Brockington]
Seems like whatever I do
It's not enough for you
I paid the cost and gave you my all
But you still want more
I'm still standing right here
But it seems so unfair
That I sacrifice and give you my life
But you still want more
Ladies and gentlemen...
Our next performer needs absolutely no introduction
He's given the world such classic hits as "Rollover Love" and "Big Girl Lovin'"
Please welcome one of soul music's pioneers –
Mr. Percy Miracles
