Big Mo Berg - Motivation lyrics

"Motivation" (GARLIC BROWN) [Haphduzn:] First and foremost Respect for the art and craft I can't watch a get tarnished Like ancient artifacts Consider it sacrilegious I ain't taking part in that Been rapping since Africa pendants and starter caps No silver spoons d** The fuzz, a thug's k**ing you Adapt to the trap or you be consumed Given my past I like to think I cheated d**h but fate gets it way And there's a reason I ain't seen a check I hope to leave a lasting impression So it goes from dropping flows To my active profession I want everyone to fall in love With my penmanship Till I get more grub than brothers With life sentences Don't get me wrong cash is needed But I'll still have my family When that's depleted I'm cutting constructive From a warrior's claws So I just follow instructions Give glory to God [KnoX:] As the pen swings down to the page Vibrations raise From the sound Of the wave with verse for The search shores of earth for Word pouring Take that foul And ride that motherf**er Like a surfboard Hang loose Rocking roaddog cowabunga We proud with hunger while These pooh bu*ton cowards slumber The sour summer To end down our brother To heed these words Devour up and spread the word Take that power from us Clear the flower fungus From the ears Allow nothing but profound brudges For any child among us Up and coming genius extinguish The s**ered sequence Performing cunning linguist Backstage with Russian singers Pop a couple stingers And prop freeze Schnapps these smiling like Some with jailed [?] Live from hip hop's creed Where women and hijabs be Deny them switching Risking our life to live it all free [Baby Shel:] Cigar full of trees, head full of thoughts Hate for the fakes, make sure they fall Downplay me, been too down lately But the sound that I'm creating Been found so damn amazing Annihilation to the rap cats Who hating the fact that I'm making you mad at My greatest is selfish I'm on a roll I can't help it that I inhale this Good chron and move on from What you haters yelling I block you out Never let negativity finish me Bend the beats Slap the rap game's neck With the sickest heat He isn't seen Televise I pitimize what's really me Hitting the stage hyped with energy Ain't nothing like that memory Of witnessing, hype motherf**ers That will rip the beat Rez Rap Records shop in the E I'm warning I be yawning Bring them all just a beat k**ing while recording this heat I'm a lyrical hoarder for these Rhymes I keep in my mind I feel annoyed with MC's [Mike The Martyr:] Aye yo We put in blood sweat and d** For this thing we does Seen shots empty out the club as a kid With fake I.D.s like what it is Watch them snakes guys peep We cutting heads Rakeem taught us the ledge When some friends jump We hit the crib We're so dead drunk But woke again With this pen and this paper A steady stream of girls on my pager Already seen the world see you later If you ain't on some blow-up The f** right now Then b**h you know what it is I'll see you when you focus is this At my show don't hit my phone bout a list If my moments been missed Then the crime rate explodes till I'm rich I just want to make the music like Biz Smoke my reefer like Big Cops looking for the heat in my crib Pac look, like he knew it was finished In his last picture And you can't take the cash with you [Big Mo-Berg:] My big m.o. is merching the instrumental Garlic Brown up on the beat Supplying the Demo Listen I ignite the ignition Blow it to hel-lo Listen can I get recognition They be like hell no My mic will sacrifice this life to slaughter For the cause I spit venom Make my Mike The Martyr harder Spitting bars I'm giving them crazy hell Hit their head and bounce around In their brain like I'm Baby Shel Inhale good and even roast my socks Hearing d**h pounding at the door When that Ghost Life, KnoX And I'm just trying to climb me A mile high catch a virgin on the airline Pop her cherry in the sky Get it well f** it We trying to stay ducketts And we some busy bees You hear Rez Rap buzzing And honestly Who's f**ing with that cousin Six beasts on the beats I call that a half dozen [Demo:] Everybody gonna fall down Once or twice But you need to pick yourself up And make a sacrifice You gotta have Motivation, Inspiration, Dedication If you really wanna make it Then you pay the price [Repeat x1:]