B. Reith - 2 Steps Forward lyrics

I take two steps forward, five steps back Lately I been lazy like the way Mase rap, or lazy like the way Johnny Cash used to sing Maybe lately that's the reason cash ain't be comin' in No excuses I'm learnin' how to lose 'cause that's the only way to fine tune and make improvements Critics keep on chippin in their two cents but they get their record for free Shoot, nowadays music's like sewage Nasty and polluted, over-saturated I don't want nothin' to do with it So when they ask me who my influence is, I go back to the nineties and tell 'em Brand Nubian Gave radio a shot but got fooled again All it is is a bunch of hootin' hollerin' hooligans Cryin' like babies, actin' like they two again Pardon my rudeness but ya ruin my mood I dont just do this for food there's more to it than the music So i gotta be intuitive to use this Gift It's like fluid when it oozes But writer's block will gridlock and leave ya clueless My ambition's to use it not abuse it. Me without grooves is like mechanics without they toolkits. Can't work without my tools, man. Yup I take two steps forward, five steps back Lately I been lazy like the way Mase rap, or lazy like the way Johnny Cash used to sing Maybe lately that's the reason cash ain't be comin' in Industry tried to play me, left me with some bruises Musta thought I was stupider than the three stooges they tried to hang me i slipped outta they nooses So I pulled a Chris Brown, I'm throwin' up my deuces Downsized like rice to cous-cous Spit that lightweight bulletproof truth in the booth Cooped up for months, tryna spit fire they can ride to Pull up to that drive-thru Tell 'em it's that new B. Reith True, can I really get more clear? Make it boom so hard shake that rear view mirror Musta got car speakers like the ones i own Had to pan it to the left cause the right one was blown, You ridin' on chrome? I was ridin' on plastic two of them were cracked cause i hit a curb distracted Yeah, it aint no big deal, May not have a nice whip but I still got whip appeal I take two steps forward, five steps back Lately I been lazy like the way Mase rap, or lazy like the way Johnny Cash used to sing Maybe lately that's the reason cash ain't be comin' in All right, all right, I write raps for a livin' Perhaps I've been given a gift that is envied by mathematicians. But are that different? We both work in labs, While they dissect formulas, I dissect rhythms But I don't get paid much and that'll keep you humble son Radio wont play me much, that's causin' me trouble some People wanna nay-say, play me like a dummy-dumb Tried to shut me down, so I Dikembe Mutumbo'ed them. Back hand it right back at 'em like Wimbledon That's for tryna tell me what I shouldn't have or should've done Anyway my time, it will come I can smell it from a mile away, like cinnabon.