DJ Premier - No Title lyrics

[Verse 1 - Jayden] Write my rhymes in the car because my dad's so loud Never been the type of son that makes my family proud All they saw in my eyes was always evil and greed But I learnt a special woman was all that I need I got the girl who loves me and I love her back I'm not afraid to speak it that's a straight up fact I will admit I like holding her soft hands She's the reason why I scrapped my risky robbery plan I needed better ways to expand my wealth Real sick of stashing twenty's up behind the shelf So I thought I'd play it safe and get a real job Dealing got me paranoid, I was praying to god I was only fifteen, my state of mind was inclined Wanted to reach higher, f** working full/part time I once bought a Cuban link gold chain Everyone I knew thought that I was insane Dropped out after tenth back at Varsity College I learnt that studying grades aren't the key to knowledge Didn't really give a f** about humiliation True signs of intelligence is imagination Einstein taught me that, so scum step back Because imagination is a sk** that you lack The key opens up a mind to success and power But you're still in school, I'm working twelve bucks an hour My bank was stacking up, I thought I'd be quite pleased Realised this isn't who I really wanted to be Guys' I use to know now, rocking Ralph Lauren Polo's I'm repping the same hoodie I wore three years ago Never spent as much as I thought I would Even though there's no doubt that I actually could The gold fitting rims on the new flashy car And I'm sitting in my Camry writing sixteen bars [Verse 2 - Ritchie] Verse two, now what the f** I do? Do I talk about growing up with my crew? This is the truth - this is what is real I may be a buster but I don't do no deals Now, growing up in my house I was always told to go out To look for a job or see what I'm about I figured with my homie - to be in the game: It's all about expressing, it's not about the fame Scheming off the top yo, I ain't never figured That starting this off we would need to pull triggers Struggling on this path, I'm pulling all the switches Tryna' find a ride for the road to the riches Hoping that this road won't even fade Cos' I don't like to dream about getting paid And they called 'Next!', I believe that's me They call me MC Rice and I'm grooving to this beat Well, I'mma grab this mic and rhyme to this melody Rapping with my boy, yeah we'll show you how it's meant to be Time to hit the switch and kick it old school Back in the days just like when there were no rules I release lyrics smooth and incredible Guaranteed to come up hard cos' I said it will Many try but they look illiterate So when I try you can stay shook and jitter-ish Cos' my style is straight old school, isn't it? Hey yo, consider it, Facebook and Twitter it I'm not playing so listen and pay attention As I take you to a whole new dimension Now this sh** might not blow up til' we really go in Protons electrons always cause explosions [Outro: Ritchie] That last line meant peace for all of y'all that didn't get it Peace