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Push On Lyrics - Wooden Leather - Nappy Roots

[B. Stille] 

This is for you, and you, and you, and you 

 

[Verse 1 - B. Stille] 

Now I came up with little bad ass yeagas, to never had ass yeagas 

Slept and ate with our peeps but we let the streets raise us 

Kept the weed blazin, don't let the drink age us 

Used to live outrageous, now we just couch potatoes 

Without the wages, to break out the project cages 

Make do with what we got, use the logic that God gave us 

Losin faith is enough to make a man crazy 

Can't even pay my landlady 

How the fuck I'm 'posed to save for my unplanned baby? 

Joined the Navy, and my uncle sayin "pay me" 

Maybe I'm just too damn lazy but you can page me 

Lately, been hustlin grams daily 

Holdin down my spot on the corner like Champ Bailey 

But I know I ain't the only one (you feel me?) 

On the gun livin on the run, look how they done momma's only son 

X me out like I'm, a Roman numeral 

Damn, and ain't tryin to see me again, till my funeral 

 

[Chorus - Anthony Hamilton] 

For so long I been grindin (grindin) 

Paid my dues, put my time in (time in) 

Even went down for tryin 

I pushed on 

Never once did I give up (give up) 

Every time I fell I would get up (get up) 

Always kept my spirit up 

I pushed on 

 

[Verse 2 - Scales] 

Now we finally feelin plush 

Doin gotta do to keep our nails airbrushed 

Jade straight out the box, damn ne'er been touched 

Damn I'm feelin good, be lined me up 

Till we never seen a Pontiac diamond-toed 

Nappy Roots, what it mean to ya? Mines and us 

And don't be callin us slow, we ain't grind it up 

Now my people all smiles cause we out the slums 

Sayin, "Look at Big Bud ol' sloppy drunk 

I remember when he sold tapes out the trunk" 

Now here's the routine - jump out the truck, T-shirt and blue jeans 

'94 Jays with the blue shoe strings 

When I first hit the grind ain't stop for shit 

And my only motivation was a pot to piss 

See it hit me so hard ain't have a penny to myself 

I swallowed up my pride and asked Skinny for some help 

And I'm sayin 

 

[Chorus] 

 

[Verse 3 - Big V] 

Want me to stop, I did, but I couldn't stop the shit 

Dawg I cried for this, stole and lied for this 

Scream when I felt this shit 

Toured for 16 months straight, lost breath for this 

Heh, yelled for this 

Sinnin every night, know I'm goin to hell for this 

The hurt and the betrayal, compelled by this 

Tough wall to climb but Nappy Roots scaled the shit 

Just don't let me rap in vain, people pray over this 

Don't take my word for it, see for yourself and shit 

Everybody out in the wind, ain't no help with this 

I coulda thrown in the towel, coulda walked away 

Eyes on the prize, so I'm strong today 

Simply want it, believe it, think it, breathe it 

Chase it, cease it, maintain, keep it 

Hold it, control it, never let go of it 

Hold on, press on, push on, I'm gone 

 

[Chorus 2X] 

 

[Anthony Hamilton] 

For so long 

Paid my dues 

Now IIIIIII (I pushed on) 

Alright, give up (I pushed on) 

I never have 

Kept on 

Ohhhhh, ooooohhhh 

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