Lift The Game

[Verse 1: XV] Yeah, curtain close, throw your rose The night is early, let's make a toast The sales figures bring smiles to well wishers Bring frowns to frail niggas, the town is there with ya The city say remember when radio ain't give Vizzy play? Now they read the shit I say like I was Earnest Hemingway Funny how the square that could never really fit it Got so many people riding, I don't know if they'll all fit in They tell me move to New York like it's so fatal Keep your plane ticket, I brought tow cables I'm so able to prove 'em wrong motherfucker Cause the kid from Smallville going show all how I'm gonna go and… [Hook] Lift this game up and bring it back to where I fucking live I'mma lift this game up and bring it back to where I fucking live Cause I'mma be the one that put us on motherfucker Now get out the park and bring this shit home motherfucker We on yeah, tell my city we on-we on [Verse 2: XV] So I'm banging on a trashcan, drumming on a street light 'Bout time I left here, everything don't seem right Rocket packs are fully charged, the moon and stars that would be ours Home is where you find your heart and at this point, I'm up on Mars Look where we were raised, look what mom was paid Look at what they gave us and look at what we made So when it comes to grind, you can't tell me a fucking thing When I've been making my whole city wait for the day that Imma… [Hook] [Verse 3: XV] No acceptance speeches, I don't really need it Cause I've never been accepted by the people who seek it We try to make history with hopes we get to see The faces of the ones we knew in school that used to teach it Goodbye to nine-to-fives, hello 24/7's In your first 15 minutes, you can not waste a second I came to make my presence, I'm a real rapper The story of your life, to me it’s just a little chapter This for the masses who cut classes Not to sit on their asses but do our homework so we pass it Kids go to school through more seasons than M*A*S*H did We just wanna get there, pick the road that's the fastest We shoot rockets, plug sockets with foreign objects Go this-a-way and don't participate in trend and topics It seems like being outside us was our only choice So I make sure I stay gold, Ponyboy Trying to be world stars, they push their views on us But we try to stay away from being what you want us The streets get hotter than a June Summer But don't tell me I should move nigga ‘cause Imma-cause Imma… [Hook]