Dedicate, Dedicate
\r\nThis one right here, goes out
\r\nTo my homie with the drink, nah mean
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\r\n[Verse 1]
\r\nHe said, I write what I see
\r\nWrite to make it right, don't like where I be
\r\nI'd like to make it like the sights on TV
\r\nQuite the great life, so nice and easy
\r\nSee, now you can still die from that
\r\nBut it's better than not being alive from straps
\r\nAgree, a Mead notebook and a Bic
\r\nthat click when it's pushed and a wack ass beat
\r\nThat's a track that's weak, that he got last week
\r\n'cause everybody in the store's like that's that heat
\r\nA bass heavy medley, with a sample from the 70s
\r\nWith a screwed up hook that went, \"stack that cheese\"
\r\nSomethin' somethin' somethin' \"stack that cheese\"
\r\nMother, sister, cousin, \"stack that cheese\"
\r\nHe couldn't think of nothin' \"stack that cheese\"
\r\nHe turns down the beat, writer's block impedes
\r\nCryin' from the next room, a baby in need
\r\nOf some Pampers and some food and place to sleep
\r\nThat, plus a black Cadillac on Ds
\r\nIs what keep 'em on track to be a great emcee
\r\nYea [echoes]
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\r\n[Chorus]
\r\nOne you never heard of I
\r\nPush it hard to further the
\r\nGrind I feel like murder but
\r\nHip-Hop you saved me
\r\n
\r\nOne you never heard of I
\r\nPush it hard to further the
\r\nGrind I feel like murder but (it's what it is)
\r\nHip-Hop you saved my life
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\r\n[Verse 2]
\r\nReps north side so he rocks them braids
\r\nEleven-hundred friends on his Myspace page
\r\nStack That Cheese got seven hundred plays
\r\nProducer made him take it down, said he had to pay
\r\nOpen mic champ 2 weeks in a row
\r\nEx-D Boy with a b-boy flow, Glow like Leroy, you should see boy go
\r\nGot a daddy servin' life and a brother on the Row
\r\nBest homie in the grave, tatted up while in the cage
\r\nMinute maid, got his momma workin' like a slave
\r\nDown baby momma, who he really had to honor
\r\n'Cause she was his biggest fan, even let him use her Honda to
\r\nDrive up to Dallas went to open up for amateurs
\r\nLet him keep a debit card, so he could put gas in it
\r\nTold her when he get on he gon' take her to the galleria
\r\nBuy everything, but the mannequins, ya digg [echoes]
\r\n
\r\n[Chorus]
\r\nOne you never heard of I
\r\nPush it hard to further the
\r\nGrind I feel like murder but
\r\nHip-Hop you saved me
\r\n
\r\nOne you never heard of I
\r\nPush it hard to further the
\r\nGrind I feel like murder but (but, but)
\r\nHip-Hop you saved my life
\r\n
\r\n[Verse 3]
\r\nHis man called said ya time might be now
\r\nThey played your freestyle over Wipe Me Down
\r\nThey played it 2 times say it might be crowned
\r\nAs the best thing out the H-town in a while
\r\nHe picked up his son with a great big smile
\r\nRapped every single word to the new born child
\r\nThen he put him down and went back to the kitchen
\r\nAnd put on another beat, and got back to the mission of
\r\nGet his momma out the hood, put her somewhere in the woods
\r\nKeep his lady lookin' good, have her rollin' like she should
\r\nShow his homies there's a way, other than that flippin' yay
\r\nBail his homie outta jail, put a lawyer on his case
\r\nThrow a concert for the school, show the shoulders that it's cool
\r\nThrow some candy on the Caddy, chuck the deuce and act a fool
\r\nMan it feels good when it happens like that
\r\nTwo days from going back to sellin' crack
\r\nYessir [echoes]
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\r\n[Chorus 2x]
\r\nOne you never heard of I
\r\nPush it hard to further the
\r\nGrind I feel like murder but
\r\nHip-Hop you saved me
\r\n
\r\nOne you never heard of I
\r\nPush it hard to further the
\r\nGrind I feel like murder but
\r\nHip-Hop you saved my life
\r\n
\r\nHip-Hop you saved my life (3x)
