Good?

[Intro]

Um

[Verse 1: Dyme-A-Duzin]

Recently I got clarity from a critic

That told me last year I was the business

And now I'm kinda slippin'

Like, "Who's Phony Ppl?"

He's wilin', dropped an R&B album and downloaded a thousand

'Cause who really wanna hear it?

[?] Kanye and he's swaying away from lyrics

Huh, I mean seriously

Your brand new songs, I don't feel it

That freshman junk can't touch, shut up and listen:

"A good attempt, but you could never make a masterpiece"

Well, that's what I was trying to do, actually

And then they laugh at me

'Cause I don't got a hit song, let alone a huge buzz so I have to beef

Now the labels is hittin' me with the pressure

And saying that I lost, I thought I was gettin' better

And now I'm attachin' this to a letter

So let it go out and doubt about whether or not

Whether it's good

If it's good

[Chorus: Dyme-A-Duzin]

Is it good?

Is it good?

Is it good? (Is it good?)

Is it good? (Is it good?)

Is it good? (Is it good?)

Is it good? (Is it good?)

My ears are open for some feedback

And I kinda even doubt I really need that

Tell me it's good

Is it good? (Is it good?)

Is it good? (Is it good?)

Is it good? (Is it good?)

Is it good?

[Verse 2: Elbee Thrie]

You see I got a phone call from my old friend

He said "What you been up to, you still producing?

Because I know some artists, why don't you produce them?"

He said "My speakers started smoking 'cause my beats was too hot"

And I quote: "But that was when I was a star, now I'm a telescope."

If riches was hot music, I would say I'm broke

But if it's fame, call me insane, but I say no one knows

Party down the block, Elbee Thrie, no one shows

I'm an open-minded composer

But listeners are close

So every time a beat I post [?]

Asking why I don't contact my high-hats till sixteenth-notes

Even with all my music in I still do it

Music's a universal language, I see you're not fluent

'Cause you don't understand I'm, you don't understand

I'm different

So say yes to these questions that I'm wishin'

Is it? 'Cause I just, I gotta know

Is it good?

[Chorus: Elbee Thrie]

Is it good?

Is it good?

Is it good?

Is it good?

Is it good?

Is it good?

Is it good?

My ears are open for some feedback

And I kinda even doubt I really need that

Tell me it's good

Is it good?

Is it good?

Is it good?

[Verse 3:]

I said it's really no different from a performance

Ripping, I'm still on it, I spit sick, the crowd more nuts than pack doormans

George Foreman: I grill 'em and kill 'em through brainstormin'

They're respondin' to my first EP, and that shit was borin'

Shot, 'cause I thought I was LeBron, and I was scorin'

But it's 2-3 minute songs of ballin' (Mike Jordan)

Sheesh, I find it hard to compete

You from the street

But you said this sound like Talib Kweli

But yo

How a door spitting this song called metaphors

Never listen to the critics, they're job is givin' jaw

The crowd will still applaud but them labels won't open doors

And I don't give up, I'm going harder than before

From the block, spittin' lyrics

Performin', plenty women

Makin' more than triple-digits

Like, come on (I'm just chillin')

Livin' strong, no more slack

It's all about the rap

This is the last track, it's whack

Gotta ask you cats now, is it good?