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Go hard or go home! | Go hard or go home! | Go hard or gohome! | Go hard or go home!Ok, Around the way, they say that boy cold with the written shit |So cold man his tongue froze spittin' it | Everybody wanna knowis he getting' it? | But the only way he know is to live thisshit | Years ago really, who would've dreamt of it? | Overseasdoing shows really killin' it | Young boy dreaming about the cardealership | A bunch of hoes that want life-long memberships |This is the realest shit, you gotta feel this shit | Been blessedall because of the penmanship | Get dressed, do beats withdue diligence | Can't rest until the whole world hear 'em spit |You can hear he put blood, sweat, and tears in this | So everyyear you hear 'em, is the year of Print | It sound mean, but dogI don't wanna hear ya shit | My minds a machine, sometimesyou can hear it click | Who got the biggest click? I could givea shit | I roll so heavy solo you can probably feel my steps | Itest mics but the rhyme's no experiment | It's proven throughtrial and error plus experience | Rappers in they bag looking forthe biggest trick | But even in the smallest things he can heara hit | Isolate the main part where the spirit is | Then magnifyit in size until it's a hit | I put things in places where theyshouldn'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'sno fucking question if I really do this shit | Bitch, I live wherethe yen and yang intersect | My perfect day is to make a beatLetras de cancionesthen have sex | Then laugh with the fellas and a can of Pabst |Kissin' the sky like my man Jimi Hendrix did | Fuck what you'reinterest is, and what got you into this | The rhyme is the onlything that matter to a lyricist | There's no way that I can keepgoing in like this | Because the good die young like Dilla did |My progression never ends, so I can never rest | Every rhyme islike climbing Mount Everest | Every beat is like running up stairsteps | Except I don't celebrate when I reach the crest | Myentire mind-state is to be the best | Not the hot new trend thatyou 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'mmatear rap down then rebuild the shit | With total disregard to ifthe pieces even fit | Reintroduce it to you with an unfamiliartwist | Make it feel new to you like fucking a different bitch From Letras Mania