To the Beat

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Nick Lupi] We steady rock for the lost causes That flock, like what you got for us Set it off like we got orders Now, we tryna take the show across borders Lock up your scotch and your daughters Shit, on my off days, I could mop the floor With most y'all so-called hotshot performers You think you god's gift, you can walk on water A tall glass of water, what the doc ordered I used to think I was a baller, what a shot caller I would hit it, then not call her Take a look at what that got for ya Just to learn, locking down a good girl, that's a tall order You ain't good enough, not for her You a spin bowler, in the top order That clear enough for ya? That mean you outta your league And what I speak get 'em out of they seats, and the beats Keep on pounding when you out in the street, you feel it down to your feet Doubters can get down on their knees, man, it's sweet We out here for keeps, and for freaks And for the music you can feel real deep, know what I mean? [Chorus: Solo, Nick Lupi, Jimmy Nice, Joyride] Used to scheme how to break through to the beat Now, the whole team make moves to the beat Could never do what we do to the beat We pay dues, stay true to the beat (To the beat) Mo' fire, add fuel to the beat (To the beat) So you better play it cool to the beat (Play it cool) 'Cause there ain't no rules to the beat (Yo) 'Cept we don't suffer fools to the beat, true indeed [Verse 2: Joyride, Jimmy Nice, Joyride & Jimmy Nice] No six pack But I been strong, they call me the King Kong of sing song 'Cause any track that Joyride been on Turn rappers' careers to black like windows with the tint on While your girl's hitting on these white balls like it's ping pong That Ai Fukahara steez While you sellin' cheap knock-offs like you Balinese So I'm gonna have to ask you to pardon these nuts While I put my team up, well, it seems One Day got the scene sussed And y'all just seem suss, and plus We make it look easy, bruz, y'all ain't fuckin' with us, just Lay back and chill, here's some real shit for ya Still, I shoot to kill when that real paranoia get into ya Do you reckon I'd ever come in second when On any given record, I criminally wreck it, record deals Helped you afford those chrome wheels But nobody in your ride knows how that drive feels If you could walk a mile in mine, for real You tryna escape a bushfire in higher heels Ask yehiel if his homie's been a live wire, tryna climb Skies higher than the ones that I admire Your memory is random access My memoirs be classics, best bars on both hemispheres Relax, kid, my team got it from here And the next year, then next year, then next year (Yeah) [Chorus: Solo, Nick Lupi, Jimmy Nice] Used to scheme how to break through to the beat Now, the whole team make moves to the beat Could never do what we do to the beat We pay dues, stay true to the beat (To the beat) Mo' fire, add fuel to the beat (To the beat) So you better play it cool to the beat (Play it cool) 'Cause there ain't no rules to the beat 'Cept we don't suffer fools to the beat, true indeed [Verse 3: Kai] Find me listening to Santana, with my bad bitch in Atlanta Talking mad shit, oh grandma I hope you wouldn't mind my bad manners But my dilemma, is we all addicted to that glamour (Uh) I came to get it motherfucker, did I stammer? So g-g-get back in line, lil amateur It's that time, yeah, it's that time Oh, is that the game? Well, I think that's mine Better wind back the clock if you want shit on rap time 'Cause the future looking brighter than a fucking bat sign Give it back? Nein, no never, I'm so clever No hablo, but I'ma push it like Pablo Take a sip of agua, not tryna be agro You just gotta know I'm on a higher plateau I'm down at Better Daze getting blazed with Raph, though Cook up a classic in an hour flat Long as the clique bounce, man, I'm proud of that 'Cause who else we do it for? I'm just trying to make you feel okay 'Cause I know how strange these days be And when you come around my way You talk about how your life got crazy But we gon' work it out one day [Chorus: Solo, Nick Lupi, Jimmy Nice] Used to scheme how to break through to the beat Now, the whole team make moves to the beat Could never do what we do to the beat We pay dues, stay true to the beat (To the beat) Mo' fire, add fuel to the beat (To the beat) So you better play it cool to the beat (Play it cool) 'Cause there ain't no rules to the beat 'Cept we don't suffer fools to the beat, true indeed