Best Kept Secret - Can't Make It lyrics

"You can't get out (wooh!) of the game, no, no..." "Hey, it's the Best Kept Secret" [Rhymefest] El Che is comin This the only dedication album ever done ever You can't duplicate this man Mark Ronson you ready? Aight look, look, uh I think you runnin outta time... runnin for your life Runnin from the cops like you runnin from a crime Check your rear view, yeah who comin from behind? I'm, El Che, never runnin outta lines Rappers *Can't make it* Thinkin that these f**in record deals Finna change your f**in life when you signed? (Nah) Labels is fallin, whole industry's on decline It ain't no more dope in the streets, only mine Only a matter of time before you see the pattern unwind And I disappear, take that as a sign Of who's the man behind the mask in front of the shrine Every revolutionary who defined their time Like Booker T., Muhammad Ali, Huey P You and me, yeah n***a I said it, you and me Either you fight or I'ma pull a Harriet Tubman And put a shotgun blast to your head until you free It ain't Pooh or Phonte, Common or Kanye My name is Rhymefest, El Che, El Carm and Dante Servin up the hood like an entrŽe With over 3000 OutKast's without a motherf**in Andre n***a [Hook: Rhymefest] + {Michael Jackson} If you keep sellin dope on the block we {can't make it} Without education and jobs we {can't make it} And everybody know what it is homie we livin in the... All these rappers {can't make it} That ring tone sh** isn't rap, you {can't make it} I'm bringin real Hip Hop back, you {can't make it} And everybody know what it is homie we livin in the... [Rhymefest] ...Yo, yo, I get so loose I'll turn your brains into fresh pro-duce Mixed vegetable, cauliflower tofu Skip what they told you, runnin scared, let em go "Boom" Black Jason in the Faust with a gold tooth Music *Can't make it* We went from Marvin Gaye To Stevie Wonder to Michael Jack to A Bay Bay Now El Che ay ay, from LA down to the AAA And I ain't hatin just clear my way Late-lay I've been the king of this underground thing Don't believe me, then jump-jump-jump to get sting'd Like k**a Bees, I come from a city where k**in G's Artilleries, bullets will make your a** feel a freeze If this was Jeopardy, the answer would be me The question would be who is hard? b**h, I leave you scarred Napoleon Dynamite you f**in retard (GOSH!) This year 'Fest came so hard Straight starched so thirsty, I'm so parched So dirty yet so clean, my money is washed I spend everything man, no matter the cost And I don't need a million men, b**h I'm still gon' march Yeah, this is Rhymefest A.K.A. El Che And we doin the Michael Jackson dedication album Never been done before Let's kick it off the right way baby We livin in the game homie, c'mon [Hook]