Lucky You

[00:02.43] Whoa, Joyner, Joyner, yeah, yeah, yeah

[00:10.69] Yeah, I done did a lot of things in my day, I admit it

[00:14.16] I don't take back what I say, if I said it then I meant it

[00:17.16] All my life I want a Grammy but I'll prolly never get it

[00:20.40] I ain't never had no trophy or no motherfuckin' ribbon

[00:23.43] Fuck the system, I'm that nigga, bend the law, cut the rules

[00:26.64] I'm about to risk it all, I ain't got too much to lose

[00:29.93] Y'all been eatin' long enough, it's my turn to cut the food

[00:32.90] Pass the plate! Where my drink? This my day, lucky you

[00:36.18] Fuck you too, woah!

[00:37.43] Y'all gotta move, y'all gotta move, y'all gotta move

[00:40.44] Give me some room, give me some room, give me the juice

[00:43.42] Hop out the coupe, hop out the coupe, hop out and shoot

[00:46.66] Y'all gotta move, y'all gotta move, give me the juice

[00:49.66] Back on my bullshit, my back to the wall

[00:52.62] Turn my back on you all and you're finished

[00:53.42] Back to these bullets, it's back to the job

[00:55.43] Pull my MAC out and all of you runnin'

[00:56.15] Back on my hood shit, it's back to the pushin'

[00:57.68] These packs and I'm actually pumpin'

[00:59.14] Can't fuck with you rappers, you practically suckin'

[01:00.39] You mighta went platinum, but that don't mean nothin'

[01:01.89] I'm actually buzzin' this time

[01:03.16] Straight out the kitchen, I told them the oven is mine

[01:05.13] I do not fuck with you guys

[01:06.39] If I don't kill you, just know you gon' suffer this time

[01:08.16] I ain't no gangster, but I got some bangers

[01:09.90] Some chains and some blades and a couple of knives

[01:11.43] Choppers and jammies, a partridge, a pear tree

[01:13.38] My twelve days of Christmas was nothin' but lies

[01:14.91] I, run at you hard like a sumo (sumo)

[01:16.38] They say I talk like a chulo (chulo)

[01:17.94] I live in Mars, I'm not Bruno

[01:19.62] Bitch I'm a dog, call me Cujo

[01:21.15] You play your cards, I reverse on you all

[01:22.65] And I might just draw four like a Uno

[01:24.16] Cállate boca mejor maricón little puto, and all of you culo

[01:27.15] They debated the level, I've been to ghetto to ghetto

[01:29.38] Looking for something I prolly could never find now

[01:30.37] Shit get real up until the beef die down

[01:31.93] In truth a nigga just really want me tied down

[01:33.68] I've been alone, and I never needed nobody

[01:35.40] Just only me and my shotty, I'll tell these niggas to lie down

[01:37.16] Keep all the money, I never wanted the lifestyle

[01:38.43] I just pray to God that my son'll be alright now

[01:39.92] I said ain't no love for the other side

[01:41.65] Or anyone who ever want smoke

[01:43.17] When I die I'm goin' out as the underdog who never lost hope

[01:44.66] You in the wrong cab down the wrong path

[01:46.12] Nigga wrong way, wrong road

[01:47.93] Snakes in the grass, tryna slither fast

[01:51.16] I just bought a fuckin' lawn mower

[01:52.42] I done said a lotta things in my day, I admit it

[01:55.16] This is payback in a way, I regret it that I did it

[01:57.66] I done won a couple Grammys, but I sold my soul to get 'em

[01:59.17] Wasn't in it for the trophies, just the fuckin' recognition

[02:00.95] Fuck's the difference?

[02:02.40] I'm that cracker, bend the law, fuck the rules

[02:07.94] Man I used to risk it all, now I got too much to lose

[02:08.91] I been eatin' long enough, man my stomach should be full

[02:13.15] I just ate, lick the plate, my buffet, lucky me

[02:18.19] Fuck you think? (Woo!)

[02:18.92] I got a couple of mansions

[02:19.65] Still I don't have any manners

[02:20.91] You got a couple of ghost writers

[02:22.41] But to these kids it don't actually matter

[02:23.67] They're askin' me "What the fuck happened to hip-hop?"

[02:25.16] I said "I don't have any answers"

[02:26.66] 'Cause I took an L when I dropped my last album

[02:28.15] It hurt me like hell but I'm back on these rappers

[02:31.15] And actually coming from humble beginnings

[02:32.42] I'm somewhat uncomfortable winning

[02:34.17] I wish I could say "What a wonderful feeling!"

[02:34.90] We're on the upswing like we're punchin' the ceiling

[02:36.16] But nothin' is feeling like anyone has any fuckin' ability

[02:37.93] To even stick to a subject, it's killin' me, the inability to pin humility

[02:41.18] Hatata batata, why don't we make a bunch of fuckin'

[02:42.91] Songs about nothin' and mumble!

[02:44.66] And fuck it, I'm goin' for the jugular

[02:45.66] Shit is a circus, you clowns that are comin' up

[02:47.16] Don't give an ounce of a motherfuck

[02:48.86] About the ones that were here before you that made rap, let's recap

[02:51.17] Way back, MC's that wreak havoc on tape decks

[02:53.35] ADATs, where the G Raps and Kanes at?

[02:55.60] We need 3 Stacks ASAP, and bring Masta Ace back

[02:57.13] Because half of these rappers have brain damage

[02:59.41] All the lean rappin', face tats, syruped out like tree sap

[03:01.15] I don't hate trap, and I don't wanna seem mad

[03:02.66] But in fact, where the old me at? The same cat that would take that

[03:04.91] Feedback and aim back, I need that

[03:07.14] But I think it's inevitable

[03:08.66] They know what button to press or what lever to pull

[03:09.40] To get me the snap though (lil' bitch)

[03:10.89] And if I pay it attention I'm probably makin' it bigger

[03:12.65] But you've been takin' the dicks

[03:14.15] In the fuckin' back, ho (get it?)

[03:15.15] On the brink, any minute

[03:15.89] Got me thinkin' of finishin' everything

[03:16.91] With acetaminophen and reapin' the benefits

[03:17.41] I'm asleep at the wheel again

[03:18.42] As I peak into thinkin' about an evil intent

[03:18.90] Of another beat, I'ma kill again

[03:19.91] 'Cause even if I gotta end up eatin' a pill again

[03:20.89] Even ketamine or methamphetamine

[03:22.66] With the minithin, it better be at least 70 to 300 milligram

[03:25.12] And I might as well 'cause I'ma end up bein' a villain again

[03:26.63] Levels to this shit I got an elevator

[03:28.36] You could never say to me I'm not a fuckin' record breaker

[03:29.41] I sound like a broken record every time I break a record

[03:31.10] Nobody could ever take away the legacy I made, I never cater

[03:32.62] Motherfucker now I got a right to be this way

[03:34.86] I got spite inside my DNA

[03:36.40] But I wrote 'til the wheels fall off, I'm workin' tirelessly, ayy

[03:39.84] It's the moment y'all been waitin' for

[03:41.36] Like California wishin' rain would pour

[03:43.13] And that drought y'all have been prayin' for

[03:44.65] My downfall from the 8 Mile to the Southpaw

[03:46.90] Still the same Marshall that outlaw

[03:48.39] That they say as a writer might've fell off

[03:50.14] I'm back on that bull like the cowboy

[03:51.67] So y'all gotta move (yeah), y'all gotta move (yeah), y'all gotta move

[03:54.61] Give me some room, give me some room, give me the juice

[03:58.16] Hop out the coupe, hop out the coupe, how 'bout I shoot?

[04:01.16] Y'all gotta move, y'all gotta move, give me the juice